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

The battle raged on, the air filled with the sounds of clashing steel, cries of determination, and the guttural roars of the creatures.

Despite their grotesque and strange forms the creatures fought with surprising resilience and strength. At first there had been fifty of them but the Elven warriors, led by Adrien and Billy, had whittled their numbers down to forty-five. Yet, even with their numbers reduced, the creatures' ferocity did not lessened.

Adrien moved with practiced precision, using his Starsteel sword to parried an incoming claw strike and countered with a swift slash. His blade sank deep into the twisted flesh of a creature and it crumpled to the ground with a shuddering moan.

But another leapt at him immediately, its many eyes glowing with a sickly red hue. Adrien ducked and drove his blade upward, cutting through its chest.

One Tendril Done