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

Dread filled the air and suffocating them both. Adrius could feel it weighing heavily on his exhausted body and beside him, Lysander's anger had given way to something far worse — fear. The unrelenting storm of lightning that once surged around Lysander's sword flickered weakly now. His confidence begin to shattered by the horrific sight of Theron standing tall, fully healed and more menacing than ever.

Theron's eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction as he took another step forward.

"What's the matter?" Theron sneered, his voice a low growl. "You're not so eager to attack anymore?"

Lysander's grip tightened around his sword but his body was trembling. The fear clawed at his insides and despite everything, he could feel his resolve slipping. His eyes darted to Adrius, searching for some kind of reassurance, but the Archmage was just as pale and drained as himself.

Before they could react, Theron lunged with full speed.

Screaming Instinct