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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

A few more days passed in the Kingdom of Khazadrim. The forges blazed with an unyielding fire, and the blacksmiths worked tirelessly to complete the remaining weapons. The atmosphere was one of intense focus and dedication, every clang of the hammer against Starsteel echoing through the halls.

Finally, the forging process came to an end. The weapons that could be forged were now completed, each one a masterpiece of dwarven craftsmanship and magical enhancement. Swords, axes, shields, and other implements of war now lay in the armory, their ethereal glow a testament to the combined efforts of the dwarves and Erend's group.

The amount of Starsteel currently available is only enough for the arms of all the dwarves of the Khazadrim Kingdom, Erend, Adrius, Adrien, Billy, Saeldir, King Gulben, Aurdis, and also several of the strongest warriors of the Elf Palace.

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