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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

Saeldir and Vael were fighting for their lives. The halls of Skyreach Tower echoed with the metallic clanking of enemies closing in from all sides. Dozens of humanoid machines with glowing red eyes going after them with relentless and unyielding will of a machine.

After destroying the power source on this floor, they hadn't stopped and immediately pushing forward and searching for more. Every generator they destroyed weakened Laston's power to some extent but it wasn't enough.

So far, they had managed to take down three power source. They wanted to cripple his forces even further but exhaustion was catching up to them.

Saeldir, despite his vast reserves of Magic energy as an Archmage, felt the strain in his body. He had been casting nonstop, unleashing spell after spell, and his energy was running dangerously low.

Vael wasn't faring much better, his arrows were dwindling and the weight of battle was pressing down on him.

Come Outside