Chapter Twelve: Who Am I?

  The Ancient World of Tombs

  (From the first-person perspective of the Red Dragon, Klar)

  Twelve months have passed since the day my sister Mia hatched.

  After Mia awoke from the “slumber”,

  She stood before me at that moment and screamed his name, her eyes glowing with a fiery red color. Her body was covered in red scales, and on her head were two small horns adorning her. She stared at me with vertically slit crimson eyes.

  Then she stepped out of the cave, her body covered in red scales shimmering like a rare gem under the pale moonlight. Her steps were cautious yet confident, as if emerging from a dark world into a new expanse. Then she let out a thunderous roar.

  She did not possess the same powerful muscular build that I had, but her body carried a different kind of beauty—softer and more elegant.

  Her crimson scales appeared relatively smooth, resembling armored silk. As for her tail, it was long, flowing from root to tip with near-perfect grace.

  She was a young dragoness, very beautiful.

  In addition, according to the records of dragon inheritance… there is no reproductive barrier between dragons and other races. Even dragons themselves can mate with each other, and no one seems bothered by the idea of “close relatives as partners.” Strange? Yes. But that’s how reality is.

  When this thought crossed my mind, my heart suddenly clenched as if someone had decided to play soccer with it. An uncomfortable feeling, and at the very least, it was terrifying.

  And since I inherited a dragon’s legacy, alongside my human mentality, I also developed a… draconic sense of aesthetics. A complex mix that made my perception of beauty waver between logic and madness.

  With the dragons’ unique standards of beauty, it seemed I had unnatural eyes… eyes that saw beauty in things where it wasn’t supposed to exist in the first place.

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  And the effect was strong enough to perceive beauty in any kind of living creature—even in beings like slimes. Yes, slimes… even a pink slime with a faint glow… stunning.

  Anyway, this world is teeming with creatures that carry dragon blood. Countless. It’s better not to think too much, just accept the truth as it is… before I start finding rocks attractive too.

  The unique beauty of dragons, despite their weak reproductive ability, has never formed a racial barrier for the dragon race. On the contrary, this distinct trait was a major reason behind the growing diversity among races, driven by the unnatural lust that the dragon species holds toward the opposite sex.

  In any case, Mia is an extremely beautiful dragoness, expected to attract the attention of many male dragons.

  I’ll be honest with myself in this moment: I can no longer determine whether I, the human, acquired a dragon’s body, or whether I, the red dragon known as “Klar Blanche Pendragon Class,” accidentally devoured a human soul.

  Whatever the answer may be, I quickly accepted and adapted to my new identity as a dragon.

  And thanks to the ancient legacy of dragons, accumulated over thousands of years, my human mentality began to gradually fade away.

  So, there was no need to keep thinking about it.

  Well, I still remember what happened after Mia woke up that day, twelve months ago.

  She declared her name loudly, and she seemed especially proud of it at that moment.

  And after announcing her name, I confirmed that she was my biological sister, for she carried the same family name that I did.

  My name is: Klar Blanche Pendragon Class.

  And my sister’s name is: Mia Blanche Pendragon Class.

  Anyway, a year ago, I was reborn here as a red dragon. During this time, I got used to the dragon’s body and accepted its influence, but I still wish to return to my first world once I become stronger. I want to return to Earth.

  When I looked at my body, I liked it more. My scales were completely new, like a mirror, with no signs of aging. My dragon claws were thick, my wings like sails, and my tail like a spear. My entire body radiated a powerful aura.

  But the most striking thing was the pair of my crimson, vertically slit eyes—just like the eyes of a true dragon.

  The ages of young dragons of the dragon lineage range from 0 to 6 years.

  At this age, the bodies of young dragons are not yet massive.

  As for me, at about a year and a half old and still in the “young dragon” stage, I already possessed a strong body the size of an adult elephant. Well, I can’t help but say that the dragon lineage enjoys an unparalleled rate of physical growth.

  A whole year has passed with Mia and me eating and sleeping. And although I didn’t gain any new abilities from the dragon’s legacy, my body had grown and expanded significantly. My body as a dragon was muscular, and my height ranged between 5.5 to 6.5 meters from head to toe. As for the width, from side to side, it ranged between 1.2 to 1.8 meters.

  And when I stand on all fours, the span of my wings together reaches approximately 6 to 12 meters.

  Although I currently possess a certain amount of ability to protect myself, and I understand how to absorb the energy around me and use it, I have not yet obtained anything real from the dragon’s legacy. Well, I believe it won’t be long before I get a new boost.

  Nevertheless, I was still below a true adult dragon in this dangerous world, and I had to remain cautious, even after passing the third stage.

  Dragons do not acquire their new abilities immediately after awakening from sleep; rather, they need a period of time to understand their condition before they can fully control the power they inherited from their dragon legacy.

  In any case, life had become very repetitive for me.

  However, I was not idle, as I invented many skills during this period.

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