All Chapters of The Dragon God's Revenge : Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
The Golden Dream and Reality
The golden light was so bright it felt like it was burning through his eyelids. He wasn't just a man; he was a force of nature. Standing on a throne made of what looked like solidified lightning, he looked down at millions of people. They were screaming his name, begging for a drop of his mercy. He felt a warmth in his chest, a heavy, vibrating power that told him he could unmake the world with a snap of his fingers."Dragon God! Save us!"He started to raise his hand to answer them, but then the sky cracked.WHAM!The golden throne vanished. The worshippers disappeared. Instead of the smell of incense and ozone, there was the smell of expensive perfume and hotel bleach. A sharp, stinging pain exploded in his ribs."Get up! Get up right now, you disgusting animal!"He rolled onto his back, gasping for air. His name was Ethan, and he definitely wasn't a god right now. He was a guy who worked three jobs to pay for his sister’s hospital bills, and he was currently lying on a king-sized b
The Devil’s Bargain
The black SUV pulled up to the front of the Mitchell mansion. Ethan looked out the window. He had seen big houses on TV, but this was different. The driveway was long and lined with trees that looked like they were trimmed with a ruler. There were fountains everywhere. It felt less like a home and more like a fortress meant to remind everyone else they were poor.The scarred man, whose name Ethan learned was Miller, opened the door. “Get out. Try not to track dirt onto the marble. Those shoes look like they’ve seen better decades.”Ethan ignored him and stepped out. His legs felt a bit stiff. “I’m just here to talk,” Ethan said. “I didn't bring any dirt on purpose.”“Just move,” Miller grumbled, shoving him toward the massive front doors.Inside, the house was quiet and smelled like expensive candles. They walked through a hallway filled with paintings that probably cost more than Ethan’s entire neighborhood. They eventually reached a large study with heavy wooden doors. Miller knocke
The Frame-Up and the Fall
Six months had passed, and Ethan’s life had become a repetitive cycle of insults and floor wax. He wasn’t a husband; he was a ghost that did chores. The Mitchell mansion was huge, but his world was small mostly limited to the kitchen, the basement, and the backyard, where he was expected to pull weeds that the professional gardeners supposedly missed.It was a Tuesday afternoon, and Ethan was currently on his hands and knees in the grand foyer, scrubbing a scuff mark off the marble.“You missed a spot, loser.”Ethan didn't even look up. He knew that voice. It was Sarah, Lisa’s best friend. She was at the house almost every day, mostly to help Lisa pick out dresses or to drink expensive wine and make fun of Ethan.“I'll get to it, Sarah,” Ethan said quietly, his voice flat.“That’s 'Miss Sarah' to you,” she snapped, deliberately stepping her high heel right onto the wet patch he had just cleaned. She ground her shoe into the floor, leaving a fresh black streak. “Oops. My bad. I guess y
The Dragon Awakens
Iron Gate Prison was a grey, lifeless place that smelled of old floor cleaner and fear. For the first few months, Ethan was a walking target. Because of the Mitchell family’s influence, the guards looked the other way while the other inmates took turns trying to break him.“Hey, Mitchell’s little dog,” a massive inmate named Butcher sneered, cornering Ethan in the laundry room. “I got a message from your mother-in-law. She says she hopes you're enjoying the accommodations.”Butcher shoved Ethan against a hot industrial dryer. Ethan didn’t fight back. His Dragon Qi was gone, spent saving a woman who hated him. He felt hollow like an empty shell.“Leave me alone, Butcher,” Ethan said, his voice dry.“Or what? You’ll scrub my floors like you did for the rich folks?” Butcher laughed, and the other inmates joined in.They spent the next ten minutes using Ethan as a punching bag. When they were done, they left him bleeding on the concrete floor.Ethan crawled toward the corner of the room.
The Return of the Dragon
Ethan leaned back and watched the prison disappear in the distance. A cold, calm smile spread across his face.The sun glinted off the rows of black Rolls-Royces, the engines humming like a low, obedient growl. His body felt different heavier, yes, but also sharper, as if every fiber of him had been reforged in the fires of the last five years. The Dragon God was awake. The Golden Finger pulsed faintly beneath his skin, a reminder that this was no longer a human life he was stepping into. This was something far greater.“Take us downtown,” Ethan said. His voice was calm, but there was an edge that made Miller flinch.“Yes, Master,” Miller replied, voice barely above a whisper.The city passed in a blur outside the tinted windows. Ethan didn’t glance at it. The streets, the skyscrapers, the people they were all insignificant. His mind was already calculating, already planning. The Mitchell family had destroyed him once. That mistake will never repeat. Not now. Not ever.He tapped the t
Shadows in the Skyline
Ethan’s private elevator hummed quietly as he descended through the layers of the Dragon Chamber skyscraper. Each floor was a world unto itself data centers humming with silent intelligence, financial analysts whose faces never left the screens, and operatives whose eyes were always scanning for anomalies. But he didn’t stop to greet anyone. Not tonight. His mind was already elsewhere on the Mitchells, on their crumbling empire, and on the unseen eyes that had just glimpsed him from across the city.By the time he reached the underground command floor, the air was thick with tension. Lights flickered along the edges of holographic maps, highlighting the locations of key assets, stock holdings, and Mitchell Group subsidiaries. Every line, every node, every blinking dot represented power he could move, crush, or control. He didn’t feel joy. Not yet. He felt the familiar pulse the calm certainty of a predator preparing for the hunt.“Master Ethan,” Miller said, stepping lightly behind hi
Whispers in the Dark
Somewhere in the city, a shadow moved across the rooftop edges as a whisper carried on the wind. The figure paused, high above the streets, eyes scanning, calculating. Below, the city thrummed with life unaware, ignorant, fragile.Ethan didn’t know this shadow existed yet. He didn’t know the unseen forces testing the Mitchells weren’t just frightened creditors or rival investors they were something else entirely. And for the first time since his release, he sensed a presence that felt like his own: sharp, deliberate, and dangerous.Back in the Dragon Chamber, the night stretched on. Ethan’s eyes were fixed on the holographic city grid. Every flicker, every micro-movement was recorded, analyzed, and interpreted. Financial anomalies, suspicious activities, even subtle changes in personal behavior they all appeared in patterns, lines, and pulses that no human could comprehend. But he could.Miller approached quietly, carrying a tablet glowing with live updates. “Master… one of the Mitche
The Golden Web
Ethan leaned back in his chair at the Dragon Chamber headquarters, the city lights stretching below him like a living circuit board. Each pulse of electricity from the streets mirrored the pulse of his Dragon Qi, faint but ever-present, reminding him that he had returned not as a man, but as a force the world couldn’t ignore.He tapped the glass surface of the digital table in front of him. Charts, graphs, and newsfeeds responded instantly. In one corner, the Mitchell Group’s financial collapse glowed like a dying ember, flickering but not yet extinguished. Their panic had been delicious, but Ethan knew patience was a weapon more precise than rage.“Master,” Miller said, his tone cautious as always. “We’ve received confirmation. All preliminary acquisitions are complete. The majority of the Mitchell debts are now in your control.”Ethan didn’t respond immediately. He allowed the words to settle, to sink into the undercurrent of the city beneath him. The Mitchells thought they were unt
Shadows in the Gold
The first rays of dawn stretched across the city, but inside the Dragon Chamber headquarters, darkness lingered. Not in the hallways, not in the offices—but in the unseen movements beneath it. Every piece of information Ethan had accumulated over the past week whispered secrets, plotting, and opportunities.Ethan strode into the command center, the golden pulse of his Dragon Qi faintly illuminating the room. He didn’t speak; he rarely did when he was thinking. Each screen reflected his calculated moves: shares acquired, assets consolidated, debts absorbed. The Mitchell Group, once untouchable, now hung by threads he alone controlled.Miller stepped aside, cautious, aware of the intensity in Ethan’s gaze. “Master… I’ve run simulations on potential responses to Mr. Luo’s warning. There are three primary threats, all unknown. One could be a private intelligence syndicate. Another… possibly an underground financier with access to extreme power. And the third… well, it’s something else ent
Quiet Hands, Sharp Teeth
Ethan didn’t announce his return to the world.He didn’t need to.Power, real power, didn’t arrive with noise. It arrived quietly, slipped into systems, numbers, contracts, and human weakness. It waited until the moment people realized they were already trapped.The helicopter blades slowed as the aircraft descended onto a private rooftop far from the city’s glittering center. No cameras. No media. No welcoming committee. Just concrete, wind, and silence.Ethan stepped out first.The men waiting there half a dozen executives in tailored suits straightened instinctively. None of them had ever met him before. None of them had seen his face. And yet, the moment he walked toward them, they felt it.Pressure.Not arrogance. Not cruelty.Something heavier.“Master Ethan,” one of them said carefully, bowing his head. “The preliminary acquisitions are complete.”Ethan didn’t respond immediately. He walked past them, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning the skyline. Somewhere in that maze of st