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"Long ago, when the world was still young, as the Eight Realms melded together after the fight between the Gods and our mother and father, Tiamat and Ymir perished and melded with the world to restore it and save it from destruction, we enjoyed a few thousands of years of peace… Only for that."
"Due to this world being formed by the melding of eight other realms, there was an enormous quantity of power that couldn't be properly contained, the world went loose. Mana and divine power clustered all around the world, mixing and then corrupting itself… Which brought birth to Miasma."
"Miasma…?" Surtr was already explained the eight realms and the battle between the gods, which he didn't really questioned as much, as it sounded a lot like Norse Mythology from Earth. His ability to accept and think things methodically surprised his mother and siblings.
"Indeed." Muspel nodded as she glanced at her young child curiously ask her such a question. "This Miasma corrupted the world… It brought an era of chaos. Monsters emerged from the chaos itself as ancient beasts were infected by it, and from the distortion in space, enormous portals leading to something we call the Chaotic Realm emerged."
"The Chaotic Realm… Is this place not related to Yggdrasil, this world?" Asked Surtr.
"Indeed, it is an Alien Realm, a world governed by different laws and powers, and from within, special and unique lifeforms known as Chaotic Spirits and Chaotic Beasts emerged." Muspel said. "This world is governed by the chaos that has been recently born in our world, through this attraction, a door opened to this world, and vice versa. Finding a new world to conquer, the Chaotic Entities quickly started to invade our world… With the Gods gone and our mother and father dead, we Dragons were the only last stand to protect our world…"
The other dragons began talking after Muspel's words.
"We all fought to protect our world."
"The Chaotic Beings were powerful, many of us perished against them…"
"The world was close to its complete destruction back then…"
"Although there was also a different reason than just the Chaotic Beings…"
Surtr looked back at his siblings. Could there be something worse than this? What else could get in the way?
"Oberon." Muspel said.
"Obe… ron?" Surtr asked, quickly recalling what he was told a few minutes earlier, the Venerables, mortals that ascended to gain a power similar to the Ancient Gods.
The first Venerable, and the one praised to be the Protector of all Mortals, the King of Fairies, Oberon!
"Wasn't he a good guy?" Surtr asked.
"We never said such a thing." Muspel sighed. "He was a being of pure evil. A son of mortals born with a heart engulfed in Darkness and Malice. I believe he was the one behind the Chaotic Beings coming here. The Miasma alone wouldn't had brought them all here… But his goals were strange, not even I can figure them out completely…"
"Why would he want to destroy the world he was born into?"
"An insane mortal he was…"
"But he was thankfully stopped."
"Oberon died, at long last."
"Nonetheless…" Muspel said, glancing back at Surtr. "In such a war, many of us Dragons died because we had to protect the mortals. So many lives were lost… I used my own body and all my divine power to bless these lands and used my own body as a gigantic wall, stopping an army of millions of Chaotic Beasts and Chaotic Spirits, in the process, I perished due to the exhaustion. Although I was able to protect the entire Continent. A barrier was erected using my entire power, which lasted up to a few hundred years ago."
"Mother, you were very brave…" Surtr said, sighing. "Thanks for helping everyone here. I've only spent a day here but the kindness of this people… I would also gladly protect them."
"Ah… you have such a heart of gold." Sighed her mother, patting his head with her blazing tail. "A true dragon, despite having the soul of a human from another world."
"W-Well, I guess…" Surtr said. "So is that how most of you died?"
"Indeed, although over the years, we also perished due to other circumstances."
"I died fighting a powerful monster…"
"I died fighting an Evil Dragon…"
"Well, yes the majority." Muspel said. "There are some living fire dragons, but so few they're less than the fingers in your hand…"
"Ugh, this talk about death really got me down… So anyways, what can I do to help you guys out?" Surtr asked.
"There is indeed a mission for you, my son. You were born as the carrier of the Origin Flames." Said Muspel.
"Origin Flames?" Surtr wondered.
"Within you, there a powerful flame which you've been born with… For now, you must awaken your powers. Naturally, you'll eventually do so once your Mana Core develops through cultivation. But the Draconic Record is there for a reason." Muspel said.
Suddenly, all the dragons surrounding Surtr began to gather their Draconic Essence, forming it into thin threads which connected to his own soul. He felt surprised, but quickly let them do as they desired, as he had already judged them as good people that wanted the best for him.
FLAAASH!
"Unngh…! T-This burning sensation… It feels like… I am being reborn."
FLUOSH!
Suddenly, an enormous golden flame engulfed Surtr, covering his entire body, it flew across his soul and then reached his Mana Core, infusing its power within. The Mana Core started glowing with a bright fiery light, awakening its powers.
And then, Surtr felt an enormous quantity of power explode out of his soul, alongside information reaching his mind, information about the powers he had acquired through his reincarnation… Unique Skills!
"I see, so you have three of them. I never thought there could ever be a dragon reincarnated with the soul of someone not of this world… You might be the first dragon to be born with Unique Skills!"
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