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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 made his way down the corridor, his steps echoing softly as he approached the room he and Eccar had been sharing.

The weight of his responsibilities pressed down on him, and it feels so thick and unyielding, and as he closed the door behind him he sighed, allowing himself a rare moment of vulnerability.

Erend sit down heavily on the bed, he leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and rubbed his temples. He felt the burden of being a symbol of power — a role he and Eccar had stepped into without hesitation but that now seemed endless.

After all they'd faced, it wasn't just about defending his world or the Elves' realm anymore. The reach of their strength and their duty seemed boundless and extending even to distant worlds with problems he hadn't known existed.

Could this really be his life now? Fighting, protecting, running toward new threats without a single chance to breathe? He hadn't even had time to return home and to see his family yet.

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