Head to the dock and grab some steamed buns.

The Red Dragon came from the vast wild wastes, coveting all the strength in the world. It once had countless titles: Mountain's Wrathful Flame, Infernal Calamity, Crimson Emperor, Ashen Dragon......
The world trembled under the shadow of the giant dragons. He stirred up the craze of the magic industrial revolution; in the empire he established, Wyverns roared, artillery fired in unison, and steel beasts appeared in the sky and on the land, while disasters from another world rampaged everywhere.
"Submit, or die."
Cassius spread his wings, blotting out the sun, and gazed down at the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves below, saying thus.
......
It is a story about a Red Dragon with a player template conquering, ruling, and transforming an alternate world.
(Pseudo of DnD, The Fourth Calamity, Red Dragon)

Ashen Dragon

Crassus tapped the table with the scepter in his claw, emitting a crisp metallic sound, like a bell being struck.


The top of the scepter lit up with the pale glow of the Polar Star, spreading a cold wind tinged with Bahamut's breath, instantly sweeping across the entire Hall of Justice, and making all the Golden Dragons present feel a shock in their hearts.


Those Young Gold Dragons attending the Golden Dragon Council for the first time were agape, their faces filled with surprise and awe.


While Cassius, observing the apparition of the Platinum Dragon and the vastness of the constellation before him, adopted a respectful demeanor, his heart had long coveted that scepter.


"This is... a genuine Divine Artifact, of a status far surpassing the gemstone snatched from the hands of that Old Silver Dragon."


Feeling the strong and unceasing fluctuations of Divine Power, Cassius couldn't help but think this.


Chapter 115 Dragon of Dawn