Diyen_Pi

Five years have passed since the Elves invaded Earth. 

The poor and criminals of the Republic of Ascaria are forced to join the ranks of the soldiers on the front lines while the rich and high-ranking government officials hide behind walls. 

Erend Drake is a young man who must go out and fight so his family can live in a squalid shelter within the walls. 

One night in the battle Erend had to die because he was killed by the Elves. 

But suddenly he wakes up the next day with a mysterious power. 

[Congratulations, you have been chosen to be the holder of Systema.] 

[Please choose the available skills] 

[ Dragon Armor ] 

[ Dragon Claw ] 

[ Dragon Eyes ] 

[ Dragon Wings ] 

[ Fire Breathing ] 

Erend did not expect that he would become a Dragonborn. The strongest race was feared by the Elves and the humans. Even feared by all Gods. 

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I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Erend took a pair of military clothes that were in the back of the trunk of their official car. 


It's not a uniform. It's just a long-sleeved shirt and trousers. 


Both are black with the military emblem of the Republic of Ascaria. 


Then Erend rolled his bloodied shirt into a plastic bag. It was also the same military clothes that were full of Sharkmans' blood. 


Erend stared at the lump of bloody, fishy-smelling clothes. 


Maybe later he'll just burn it until there's nothing left of it. 


Yes, that is the most suitable way to handle these clothes. 


After taking a shower in a public bathroom and using up the soap and shampoo provided for other visitors, 


The blood of the Sharkmans had already been washed away and flowed into the oceans of the other world. 


Erend headed to the car again and threw the bloodied military clothes into the trunk. 


Then he went towards the small bar not far from there. 


Arrive at Barry's