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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

After hearing the information from Saeldir, Erend and Eccar moved quickly through the palace corridors, their footsteps light but determined.

Around them, the echoes of celebration filled the air. Laughter, cheers, and the occasional sound of a lute being strummed by an Elf who had found the strength to play even just few minutes after the battle was over. They don't know that these Elves already have energy to do that.

The victory was hard-earned, and the Elves embraced it with all their hearts.

Despite their urgency, Erend and Eccar couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight. These warriors had faced one of the greatest trials of their lives, and they had survived. It was a moment worth celebrating.

And actually they didn't help too much.

A few Elves with faces that alight with relief and joy called out to them as they passed.

"Erend! Eccar! Join us! We drink to victory tonight until morning!"

Searching The Tower