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Kael Ardyn never believed in fate.

Living a quiet life in the sprawling city of Azorith, he never cared about the myths of old gods, demons, or celestial wars. He had always been different—too detached, too cold, too indifferent to everything and everyone. Nothing ever sparked his interest, and emotions felt like distant memories.

But then, something changed.

One Morning, a stranger appeared at his doorstep with an admission letter to a school he never applied to—Velmorian Academy. His mother, thrilled beyond reason, urged him to accept the offer, but Kael sensed something was wrong. The invitation felt too deliberate, too unnatural. And yet, he went.

That was his first mistake.

Velmorian Academy was nothing like he expected. It was no ordinary school—it was a sanctuary of magic, hidden from mortal eyes, training warriors to fight against demons that had long escaped the depths of Hell. But Kael wasn’t interested in their wars. He had no desire to awaken his powers, no drive to fight, and certainly no intention of being anyone’s hero.

Until they threatened his mother.

When dark forces target the only person he has ever cared about, Kael is forced to make a choice—embrace the power buried deep within him or watch the world burn. But what he doesn’t know is that he is no ordinary student.

Within him lies the soul of an ancient god—Drakarios Valtheron, the Nine-Tailed Dragon Lord.

A being so powerful that even Lucifer himself swore a blood oath to destroy him if he ever returned.

Now, Kael must uncover the truth of his past, awaken the power within him, and prepare for the battle of a lifetime. Because the demons that lurk in the shadows aren’t just hunting him.

They’ve been waiting for him.

And this time, they will stop at nothing to claim what was once theirs—the Dragon Orb.

But there’s just one problem…

Kael still doesn’t give a damn about saving the world.

Until the world gives him a reason to.

Nine - Tailed Dragon Lord: The rise of Drakarios

A million years ago, the Nine-Tailed Dragon Lord, Lord Drakarios Valtheron, ruled over the Three Planes—Heaven, Earth, and Hell. His might was unmatched, his wisdom beyond mortal comprehension, and his presence alone could shake the very fabric of existence. For eons, he maintained balance between the realms, ensuring no one side grew too powerful.

But power breeds envy, and envy breeds betrayal.

The Lords of Hell, led by the fallen archangel Lucifer, could no longer tolerate the Dragon Lord's reign. Drakarios possessed the Dragon Orb, a celestial artifact embedded within his heart. This orb was the source of his limitless power, a core of creation and destruction that could rewrite reality itself. With it, one could command the elements, reshape the cosmos, and even ascend beyond the Three Planes.

Lucifer and his demonic generals, fueled by greed, launched an unexpected war. The skies turned black with smoke, the rivers ran crimson with blood, and the screams of fallen deities echoed through the void.

Despite being vastly outnumbered, Drakarios fought with the fury of a thousand dragons. His nine ethereal tails swept across battlefields, incinerating legions of demons in golden flames. His roars shattered mountains, his claws rended through time itself, and his wings carried him through dimensions unknown.

The battle reached its climax when Lucifer and his four strongest demon lords laid a trap. Drakarios, though wounded, pursued them into the realm of mortals, arriving in Vaeloria, a secluded village hidden between mountains. But the moment he set foot upon Earth, a surge of dark magic erupted beneath him—a celestial binding spell woven from the essence of fallen gods.

Too late, he realized his mistake.

From the shadows emerged the Elders of Hell, ancient beings who had long been erased from the records of time. They unleashed a catastrophic attack, shattering Drakarios's defenses. Wounded and drained, the mighty Dragon Lord collapsed, his divine blood staining the mortal soil.

Lucifer stood over him, obsidian blade in hand, a victorious smirk on his lips.

"It's over, Dragon Lord. Your era has ended."

But Drakarios, even on the brink of death, refused to let his power fall into enemy hands.

With his remaining strength, he summoned an ancient incantation, pulling the Dragon Orb from his own heart. A radiant light burst forth, illuminating the heavens and blinding all who dared to gaze upon it. The orb, now free, shot into the skies, seeking the soul of his reincarnation—the one who would one day rise to reclaim his throne.

"Fool! You would rather destroy yourself than let me take what is mine?"

Roaring in rage, Lucifer raised his blade and carved a deep wound across his own palm. The blood of a fallen angel dripped onto the earth, sizzling as it burned through reality itself.

"Let it be known across the cosmos. If the Dragon Lord returns… I will return as well. And this time, I will not fail."

As the words took hold, the skies darkened, the winds howled, and the ground trembled. From that moment on, the prophecy was sealed.

And so, Lord Drakarios Valtheron, the Nine-Tailed Dragon Lord, the ruler of Three Planes, vanished from existence.

But his legend… was far from over.

Prologue