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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

We will be taking a one week break to unwind. We'll be back!

TAKING A BREAK!

"Everyone knows that items have limits, even if they're Artifacts," Horizon shot back, a sharp edge to his voice. "It would be a matter of time before that fake dragon crumbled and by then, you're dead."

Cedrick's smirk twisted into something darker, his eyes glinting with malice. "We'll see about that! Get him, you filthy thing!" he commanded, pointing toward Horizon's Dracolich with a cruel grin.

But Horizon wasn't fazed. Cedrick's smug expression, his boasts, and even the impressive artifact didn't rattle him.

Horizon had encountered plenty of players who relied too heavily on powerful items, thinking they were invincible simply because they had something rare in their arsenal. Cedrick's little tricks didn't matter. He had tricks of his own—ones far more dangerous than any copied Dracolich.

The Obsidian Flame's