A dragon

Although his sister wanted to silently support him, fate was ever so bizarre.

Considering all the things he went through in the space of just four years, he felt odd with himself.

Odd with himself, because he stood on a divine altar, surrounded by endless strange and unfamiliar creations, burdened with a mission that he didn't want even if it felt so distant and unfamiliar…

Odd with himself, because things he was struggling just achieve for the sake of his family. He had obtained a supreme bloodline, fame, and status, everything a reincarnated person would ever want but this was not what he wanted.

Now, while he knelt and received the blessing of the Moon Goddess on top of the altar, the only thing he could feel was an indescribable feeling of loneliness…