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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

The silence in the throne room was deafening. The transformation Erend had undergone left the Dwarves in stunned disbelief. The air around him crackled with residual energy, the sheer power emanating from his form palpable.

The Dwarf king could not conceal the awe etched across his face. His advisors, previously skeptical and dismissive, now exchanged glances of shock and reverence. The bodyguards, who had stood ready for any threat, were rooted to the spot, their weapons lowered in amazement.

"By the gods," the king murmured, his voice breaking the stillness. "This is no mere tale. This... this is the power of legend."

One of the advisors, his earlier doubt replaced with wide-eyed wonder, stepped forward hesitantly. "Your Majesty," he said, his voice trembling slightly, "I... I believe we have gravely underestimated the gravity of this situation."

The king nodded, his eyes never leaving Erend. "Indeed. It appears we have much to reconsider."

Under