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“Come not between the Dragon and his Wrath.”  
— William Shakespeare


The year was 2140, and Earth was nothing but a distant memory. Humanity now drifted through the galaxies aboard colossal ARKs, massive skyships that served as the last bastions of civilization. 

Yet, these ARKs were more than just floating cities; they were humanity’s last containers, preserving what remained of their species.

A century before Earth's final collapse, humanity discovered a gateway to a realm known as Eternia — a fantastical world straight out of myth and legend. 

Reaching this realm required more than just advanced technology; it demanded a complete departure from the physical body and entry into a mysterious process known as the Dream Weave.

In the present day, Cloud lived aboard ARK NO. 427, where he had been training from a young age to step into the Dream Weave. He was a standout among his peers, excelling in every tasks that came his way. 

Everything seemed to be on track for him — until the pivotal day of the Class Selection process.

I Only Tame Dragons

The group pushed forward, cutting down any abominations that dared to stand in their way.

The deeper they went, the more the air grew thick with the stench of decay, and the more relentless the creatures became.

While Von and Violet kept their guard up, Horizon and Nyx were more interested in scouring the battlefield for loot.

"Look at this haul," Nyx flashed a toothy grin, picking through the remains.

There were piles of claws, a handful of eyes, pouches of gil, gleaming stones like pearls, colorful shells, bits of coral, and some rare water herbs and ores.

The spears the Lizardmen carried weren't worth much, and they would only clog up their inventory, so they ignored those.

As for armor, the Lizardmen were practically naked, so there wasn't much to be found—only a few accessories like tooth necklaces and shell bracelets, both of which were low-tier items.

Sanctum of Scales