Dragonfarter

On the struggling Tier 2 colony world of Eros-7, Raizen Izumoto has no past—only the present and his will to survive. His first memory is of being abandoned on the planet, with no knowledge of his origins, only a mysterious necklace left behind by an unknown father. Unbeknownst to him, he is the last heir of a fallen Tier 9 ruling family, and within him lies a dormant draconic bloodline, waiting to awaken.

At fifteen, his life changes forever. In the midst of a VR battlefield competition—where students fight in high-tech spaceship battles and brutal 1v1 body cultivation duels—his necklace surges with power, activating the Draconic Ascendancy System. A system unlike any other, it grants him strength, knowledge, and an unshakable destiny. But this power comes with conditions—he must complete tasks, grow stronger, and uncover the truth of his lineage.

With every battle, every conquest, and every new bond he forms, Raizen unlocks more of his suppressed draconic nature. His system-driven evolution not only grants him unparalleled combat prowess but also an irresistible dominance over women, binding them to his fate. As he rises through the tiers of civilization, expanding his influence and building his clan, the mystery of his past begins to unfold—leading him toward a destiny that could shake the very foundation of the galaxy.

Power, betrayal, ambition, and the hunger for dominance—Raizen’s rise has only just begun.

The Draconic System: Rise of To Ascendance

Raizen leaned back in his chair, studying Lord Valter. The Tier-5 merchant's expression remained neutral, but there was no mistaking the calculation behind his cybernetic-enhanced gaze. He had proposed an alliance, but Raizen knew better than to take deals at face value.

Valter tapped his glass, the faint clink of ice breaking the silence. "Expanding these trade networks means making enemies, Izumoto. You're already on the noble factions' watchlist, and partnering with me won't make that any easier."

Raizen smirked. "I don't need easy. I need control."

Valter chuckled. "Then you'll need to prove you can hold your ground." He slid a datapad across the table. "A shipment containing high-grade energy cores is set to pass through the Obsidian Belt in three days. It's protected by hired security, but a rival syndicate plans to intercept it. I need it secured."

Raizen picked up the datapad, scanning the details. "And if I do this?"

Valter's grin widened. "Then we're in business."

Back on his flagship, Raizen gathered his team in the strategy room. Liana had already decrypted the logistics, pulling up a 3D hologram of the Obsidian Belt.

"This is going to be a high-risk engagement," Liana said, zooming in on the asteroid cluster where the ambush would likely take place. "We'll be dealing with a mix of mercenaries and rogue warships. If we want to secure that shipment, we need to be precise."

Kain folded his arms. "We'll need a distraction. If we draw their fire away from the convoy, Raizen can take out their command ship and force a retreat."

Raizen nodded. "Then we'll strike hard and fast. We move in before they expect us."

Liana smirked. "I've already got a virus ready to disrupt their comms. We'll cut off their coordination the moment we engage."

Raizen's golden eyes gleamed. "Then let's make sure this job leaves an impression."

Three days later, Raizen's strike force entered the Obsidian Belt, weaving between the massive asteroids as they approached the ambush zone. The convoy was already under attack, laser fire illuminating the dark expanse of space.

"Enemy ships locked on," Kain reported. "They've got heavier firepower than expected."

Raizen activated the comms. "Joran, take point. Liana, launch the virus."

Within seconds, the enemy ships staggered as their communication systems faltered, giving Raizen's forces the opening they needed. He maneuvered his ship with precision, weaving through the battle and closing in on the enemy command vessel. His eyes burned as his Draconic Aura flared, sending a pulse through the ship's systems.

"Firing torpedoes!" Joran called out.

A barrage of missiles ripped through the enemy's hull, sending the command ship into a spiral. With their leader incapacitated, the remaining mercenaries hesitated—just long enough for Raizen's forces to finish the battle.

"The convoy is secure," Liana confirmed. "Valter will be pleased."

Raizen exhaled, watching the last of the enemy ships retreat. This was just the beginning of their partnership, but he had made one thing clear—he wasn't just another rising warlord. He was the future.

Chapter 84: A Dangerous Agreement