After I Died, I Recarnated as a dragon lord
'So this is how everything ends? no girlfriend, . But at least, I was able to watch that anime movie. If only recarnation if only I could live ".
With that, his vision started to blur and he died.
After leo died , he later got his wish, and was Recarnated into the dragon realm, a realm which is pron by war.
"My lord! Are you alright. That attack might have really been effective than we expected ".
' My lord?. What does she mean by that title '.
'... I'm I Recarnated?'.
And in that process, he got Recarnated as a dragon lord, whith.....
{Congratulations: Player has been Recarnated}
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Current status: Fighting a loos fight
Notice: You and your troops are fighting losing battle.
Enemy: Dark serpent (A rank)
Battle field: Dark field
Dragon Lord's forces:
Dragons : 5/15 {Level 30-45}
Draconic swordmen: 50/150 (level 20-25)
Draconic archers: 20/50 ( level 18-20
Draconic mages: 15/25 ( level 15-20)
Draconic points: 500,000
Others:
- Inventory
-Your forces
-Status window
-Shops
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A system which would guide him, to become the most strongest dragon lord throughout his history.
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Chapter: The protocol of panicThe Protocol of PanicThe grand council chamber of the castle was a room specifically designed to project absolute imperial majesty, unyielding political authority, and the heavy, structural permanence of a sovereign state. Massive arches of dark, polished obsidian stone vaulted toward a high ceiling painted with the intricate, golden constellations of the ancient Dragon Dynasty. Down the center of the room stretched a long table carved from a single piece of petrified weirwood, surrounded by high-backed velvet chairs meant for the kingdom's highest officials, generals, and elder mages.Currently, however, the atmosphere inside this majestic room resembled less of an imperial assembly and more of a high-stress quarantine zone.Seven of the kingdom's most prominent council elders were gathered at the far end of the petrified wood table, their bodies huddled together so tightly they looked like a cluster of startled penguins trying to survive an arctic blizzard. Their faces were varying
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
Chapter: The legacy of the fallen starThe Legacy of the Fallen SkyThe training room of the dragon Castle returned to focus, the ancient stone walls solidifying around Vortex's current, Rank B form. The memories of the Floating Islands didn't fade this time; they settled neatly into his mind, aligning perfectly with Leo’s modern consciousness. The puzzle was complete. He finally understood the dual nature of his existence. He wasn't just a modern soul playing a survival game, nor was he just a reckless prince who lost his home. He was both.He understood now why the system had branded him with such contradictory titles. A King Who Does Things Without Reasoning wasn't an insult from the universal engine; it was a literal description of his core trait. He was a being who operated entirely on an instinctive, high-stakes moral code that completely defied standard logic, financial planning, or military strategy.A sudden, sharp notification pinged across his vision, the translucent blue interface flashing into existence with a
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
Chapter: The sky Pier decentThe Sky-Pier DescentThe integration didn't stop with lighthearted childhood antics. As Vortex sat on the stone floor of the training room, his breathing slowing down, a secondary, far more intense memory rose from the depths of his newly awakened consciousness. The environment around him seemed to dissolve once more, replaced by the grand, sweeping vistas of the outer docks of the Draconic Island—the Sky-Pier.This was the day the title of The Chosen One had first sown its early, tragic seeds within his fate.The sky that afternoon had been a brilliant, dangerous shade of azure, filled with unpredictable wind-vortices that migrated from the lower realms. These vortices were violent, localized tornadoes of chaotic mana that could tear a lesser airship into splinters if the captain wasn't careful. The royal family had issued a strict shelter mandate for the entire floating sector, grounding all vessels and ordering the civilian populace to retreat into the reinforced inner citadels.Nat
Last Updated: 2025-09-28
Chapter: The echo of the prince prideThe Resonance of Two Souls The Echo of a Prince's PrideThe heavy iron door of the training chamber clicked shut as General Elena departed, leaving behind a silence that felt dense, heavy, and thick with the ghosts of a discarded life. Vortex stood perfectly still in the center of the room. The towel thrown over his sweat-glittering shoulders felt coarse against his skin, a minor physical irritant compared to the massive, internal shifting occurring within the deepest chambers of his mind.He looked down at his right hand. He clenched it into a tight fist, watching the faint, translucent golden scales along his knuckles ripple and flex with a metallic gleam under the flickering torchlight."Vortex..." he whispered the name out loud, testing the syllables against his teeth.But he wasn't just Vortex. Not anymore. Beneath the surface of this newly forged Rank B hybrid shell lay the memories, the sharp analytical mind, and the distinct soul of Leo—a modern man who had lived, died, and subs
Last Updated: 2025-09-28
Chapter: The floating islands of memoriesThe Floating Islands of MemoryThe paperwork on General Elena’s heavy mahogany desk remained entirely untouched, a rare and deeply alarming sight for anyone who happened to catch a glimpse through her office door. Instead of reviewing troop rotations, monitoring border skirmishes, or checking logistics manifests, she was currently staring blankly out her high window, her chin resting in her hand.The royal guards outside her door were acting completely insane.Every single time she stepped into the stone corridor, seasoned vanguard knights—men who had faced down rabid orcs and localized demon incursions without blinking—suddenly slammed themselves against the walls, dropped their heads, and muttered terrified greetings. Earlier that morning, Captain Boros had practically leaped over a marble banister, risking a broken ankle, just to avoid walking down the same staircase as her."What in the world is wrong with everyone today?" Elena muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose.She had spe
Last Updated: 2025-09-21
Chapter: The slumber of a SovereignThe Slumber of a SovereignThe grand chambers of the palace were built to withstand the cataclysmic forces of ancient magic, heavy siege weaponry, and structural collapse. They were not, however, built to withstand the sheer, unbridled fury of Royal General Elena when her search parameters were pushed past the twelve-hour mark.While the entire castle garrison had spent the last twenty-four hours in a state of absolute, frantic chaos searching every single corridor, courtyard, and nearby forest for their missing monarch, Vortex Lazizi was tucked away in his luxurious bed, snoring softly with his mouth open.Elena stood over the emperor's massive, four-poster bed. Her arms were tightly crossed, and a vein in her forehead pulsed with a violent intensity that threatened to snap her spectacles. She had spent the entire night deploying scout units, riding horseback through the muddy border gates, and screaming at tracking dogs that couldn't find a single trace of him. Meanwhile, the source o
Last Updated: 2025-09-21
Chapter: fighting 5Chapter TwoThe silence that followed the collapse was heavy, broken only by the hiss of escaping steam from a ruptured pipe somewhere beneath the ruins and the steady, rhythmic dripping of water.Kim lay flat on his stomach on the surviving sliver of the hallway floor, his fingers still locked around Mary’s belt. His muscles burned, every fiber of his body screaming in protest. Below them, the pit was a churning cauldron of shadow and settling dust, completely devoid of the sickly green light that had illuminated it moments before."Are you... are you okay?" Kim’s voice was raspy, scraped raw by the ozone and smoke."I’ve had better Tuesdays," Mary muttered, her arms trembling as she hung suspended over the drop, her boots dangling just inches above the jagged rebar protruding from the rubble. "Pull me up, Kim. Before the rest of this hallway decides to join the basement."With a desperate grunt, Kim hauled backward. Mary scrambled, her hands gripping the edge o
Last Updated: 2026-10-25
Chapter: fighting 4The dying star of green fire in Kidda’s hands didn't expand outward in a clean shockwave; it imploded with a sound like a church bell tolling underwater.Kim didn’t have time to flinch. The air pressure shifted so violently that his lungs felt like they were trying to invert themselves. The blue spark still hissing from the copper pipe junction flickered, fought, and then surged with a terrifying, blinding intensity. The entire house groaned—a structural shriek of old wood and forgotten iron protesting against forces it was never designed to hold."Mary!" Kim roared over the mounting roar of the grid.He didn’t need to look back to know she was moving. A heavy thud echoed behind him, followed by the slide of metal across splintered floorboards. Mary had abandoned the stove and lunged across the tilting gap, her boots finding traction on a beam that had miraculously held its shape. In her hands, she clutched a heavy, rusted length of rebar she’d yanked from the rubbl
Last Updated: 2026-10-24
Chapter: Fighting 3The green light flared again, a sickly emerald strobe that cast Kidda’s shadow against the exposed, splintered subflooring. The stench of ozone and scorched earth rolled up from the dark, hot and heavy enough to make Kim’s eyes water.Kidda wasn’t just trying to throw the beam off anymore; he was trying to tear the house apart from the inside out. The neon rot on his arm flared back to life, no longer blinking but burning with a furious, solid glare. The ancient joists around him began to hum, vibrating so violently that the dust dancing in the air formed tight, geometric patterns."He's tethering to the foundation," Mary barked over the rising drone. She didn't wait for Kim's acknowledgment. She dropped to both knees, the rough edge of a split floorboard biting into her slacks, and drove the second iron wedge into the main support beam running parallel to the hole.She didn't have a mallet. She used the heel of her boot, striking the cold iron with raw, frantic desperation. Thud. Thu
Last Updated: 2026-10-23
Chapter: fighting 2The blast hit his back before they even touched the floor. It wasn't just heat—it was a heavy, concussive slap that knocked the wind right out of him and skidded them across the greasy floorboards. Behind them, the whole counter simply ceased to exist, replaced by a shower of burning splinters and melted laminate.Kim rolled onto his side, coughing violently, his vision dropping into black-and-white patches. His sleeve was on fire. He beat it out against his thigh, his eyes tracking Kidda through the smoke. The bastard was just walking through the fire. The flames didn't touch him; they seemed to part around his boots. His eyes were huge, glassy, locked onto Kim like a kid about to crush a bug.Mary was already up on one knee by the sink. Her face was white, covered in soot, but she wasn't crying. She reached into her coat, pulling out the heavy iron spike they’d taken from the capital."Stop trying to block him," she said, her voice dropping int
Last Updated: 2026-10-22
Chapter: Fighting againThe smoke didn’t lift. It stayed low, thick and yellow, smelling like burnt hair and whatever chemical shit Kidda had mixed into his sparks. Kim hacked, spitting a mouthful of gray grit onto what was left of the linoleum. His lungs felt raw, like he’d been swallowing broken glass.Through the haze, Kidda hadn’t even moved. He was just standing there by the ruined doorframe, his hands dangling at his sides like he’d just finished a casual stroll. He looked down at the last few orange embers of Kim’s wall dying out on the floorboards, then looked up, his face blank."Is that it?" Kidda asked. He sounded genuinely disappointed, which was worse than the laughing. "You blew your whole load on a shield?"Kim couldn't answer. If he opened his mouth, he was going to puke or pass out. His thighs were shaking so bad his knees kept knocking together. Behind him, Mary’s fingers shifted, digging hard into the leather of his belt. It was the only thing keeping him upright."Kim," she breathed again
Last Updated: 2026-10-21
Chapter: No runningThe heavy oak door didn’t just open; it exploded inward, spraying splinters and plaster dust into the cramped hallway.Kim flinched, his hand instantly flying out to shove Mary behind his back. She didn’t scream, but her fingers dug so hard into the meat of his shoulder that it stung. Through the settling gray haze, Kidda slouched into the room. He didn’t look like a terrifying warlord. He looked bored, which made it so much worse. He kicked a piece of the shattered door frame out of his way with a dull thud.When his eyes landed on them, cornered against the kitchen counter, his shoulders started shaking. The laugh started as a wheeze in his throat before tearing out of him."Hahaha!! Do you really think that you can survive?"He pointed a finger at Kim, mocking him. Kidda's voice was loud, scraping against the low ceiling of the house. He took another step forward, completely unbothered by the fact that Kim was already drawing on his own energy."My ability is special," Kidda sneere
Last Updated: 2026-10-20
