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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 walked away from the bustling forge, the heavy scent of metal and the rhythmic clanging of hammers fading behind him. His mind was still clouded with thoughts about the strange attraction he felt towards the sealed box containing the rare and precious Starsteel. The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before.

As he navigated through the intricate tunnels and grand halls of the Dwarven kingdom, his mind raced. He had felt a pull, an almost primal urge that seemed to emanate from deep within him. It was as if the very essence of the Dragon inside him had awakened at the presence of the Starsteel.

The corridors were alive with activity. Dwarves hurried about, carrying tools, weapons, and materials, their faces focused and determined. Erend barely noticed them, lost in his own thoughts.

A Precious Material