MiuNovels

“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

A group of players moved steadily through the forest, their presence too organized to be mere wanderers.

Their emblems shimmered faintly in the dim light, marking them as members of a coalition guild. At the helm of the group was a figure Von recognized instantly—a tall, imposing player with a cold smirk etched across his face.

"Veilborne," Von murmured under his breath, his jaw tightening. Memories of their first encounter flashed through his mind: the hostility, the clash, the thinly veiled threats.

It seemed that they were destined to meet here.

Von observed them closely, counting their numbers and noting their positions. This wasn't a random patrol—they were moving with intent, and their path was leading them straight toward the cave.

Could they have found their hideout and call for reinforcement?

The Forest Ecounter