Another World Reincarnation Chronicle

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Countless stories unfold along the path of starlight. The fictional tales born from imagination have taken shape, infused with mana.

Now, in this very moment, it reveals a colossal presence, radiating its own light, just like another world.

Such worlds continue to multiply exponentially, reaching into the tens and hundreds. As the light pouring forth from countless stars begins to envelop my body, a massive halo rises behind me.

A brilliant presence. The inner light formed from fantasy and fiction. A crystallization of power that can turn it all into reality. The Dragon Heart.

Boom—

The massive halo starts to spin, crafting a path of light ahead. At that moment, I realize I must walk this path. I need to shed my human body and move forward.

I have reached my limit. One cannot contain the power of a dragon within a human body. To fully accept the halo forged from fantasy and fiction, I needed to evolve into a being worthy of it, surpassing the constraints of humanity.

One step. The moment I take a step along the path of light, I feel my soul and spirit leap into an unimaginably high dimension.

Elevation of status. However, it is not perfect. Only one step remains.

Instinctively, I realize what is blocking that step. Simultaneously, I understand the words Skasha had spoken to me.

Skasha used dark magic for the resurrection of the undead, reviving as Kalbain. However, the resurrection was not perfect, and the reason for that was me.

The number of dragons surpassing living creatures must always remain constant beneath the sky. It must neither increase nor decrease. When one dies, naturally a new one is born to fill that vacancy.

This world’s coercion came into being the moment the dragon as a life form was born.

Kalbain died but did not perish. His death was suspended for a long time by immense dark magic.

At the blue lake known as the Dragon’s Tomb, an unborn being lay sunken beneath, unable to come to life due to the imperfection of Kalbain’s death.

Boom—

The colossal ring of light spins once more. As time passes, that spinning accelerates.

The moment the massive ring of light starts to spread in all directions, the starlight that filled the surroundings is pushed back, and fierce flames erupt.

A dragon covered in red scales. The flesh of one who wished for the world’s ruin, having set everything ablaze. Not Dragon Kalbain, but existing as Demon Skasha.

Skasha’s soundless scream dissipates into nothing. The dragon’s body, which appeared massive, was no different from a speck of dust in this world, and ultimately, his voice could not reach me.

I looked at him and waved my hand lightly. Rather than a human hand, it was a dragon’s hand wrapped in light, stirring the air, causing the stars flying around to charge at Skasha and explode.

Flash—

After the soundless explosion, traces of the stars began to stretch out in all directions.

Behind the blue nebula, Skasha’s form emerged. The wings that had spread wide covering the sky were bent, and most of his sparkling scales had fallen away.

However, his two eyes still burned brightly, holding onto their light.

He who has overcome even death. Even if his body were to crumble and his soul bound, it would not put an end to this tale.

He will eventually rise again.

Boom—

The enormous halo behind me accelerates once more. What I need is unwavering faith and a clear image. The omnipotence felt throughout my body breathes immense power into my magic.

I wave the hand wrapped in light once more. With that light gesture, the world begins to respond.

The movement of the nebula, which was casting brilliant light, seemed to revert back to before an explosion, gathering its energy into one place.

‘Manifestation of the Inner World,’ the ability to summon forth the inner self I have built up. The mana infused with mystery turns the fictional into the real.

Then, could the reverse also be possible? To turn something that genuinely exists into fiction? By engraving what exists outside into my world, I can make it fake.

This is magic I am using for the first time. Hence, it is unstable. Yet, I do not lose faith. I possess absolute belief that this magic will succeed.

That belief determines the power of the magic.

As if time rewinds, traces being shaped into the appearance of stars begin to envelop the dragon’s body. The image of Skasha, writhing amidst the flames, gradually fades away.

Solid rock envelops his body over the wings and arms, rounding out his form. The heat that blazes becomes the core of a star, forming a new area above it.

What was born is a small star, lacking even a name. However, even though complete binding was achieved, the unique mana of the dragon could not be entirely erased, and thus, the small star began to emit fierce flames.

The unquenchable heat will continue to scatter bright light throughout my world forever.

The moment the magic’s role concludes, the world begins to collapse. The dark universe transforms into a night sky sprinkled with gentle light, while the sparkling Milky Way is turned upside down in the heart of the forest.

The moment I returned to the original world, I could recognize that my body had changed. The golden dragon’s form, which had merely mimicked a similar shape, had fully become mine.

Bones and flesh filled the once-empty interior where blood had not flowed, and hot blood began to surge through enormous veins.

Every sensation felt strange. Arms and legs, the long tail that extended out, and the massive wings that spread behind me. Even the sensation of the wind brushing against my body felt extraordinarily foreign.

As I began to acclimate to the sensations that surpassed humanity, a massive aura expands widely. Even while perceiving all the life forms existing above the celestial realm, the aura continued to widen, eventually recognizing even the dragons in the lower realm, descending from the sky.

The moment I became aware as a dragon, a great joy washed over me.

There was no need to go through complex processes to use magic. The moment I became aware, the mana existing in this world naturally came to me.

If I wanted fire, I could summon fire; if I wanted wind, I could call the wind; if I wanted rain, I could bring forth rain. I realize I can perform what could be called miracles with ease.

I turn my head to look at one side of the island, now in ruins. The demons and wizards who had been pouring magic at each other have stopped, staring up at me.

Bewilderment, confusion, and fear.

Excluding a few, everyone gazes at me like that. The only one not wary of me at this moment is the Nightmare.

With a flutter—

It clings to my shoulder, licking the starlit scales.

The moment I cast my gaze at the demons, my mood begins to sour. Just recalling that I had harmed my comrades who fought alongside me starts to make the mana around me vibrate.

Manifestation of emotions, it becomes magic by itself. Dark clouds gather in the sky, revealing blue lightning.

The clouds that rushed in an instant begin to pour down rain, causing the demons to fade away. Yet, I wouldn’t chase after them. Even if I bring death, they would not vanish.

Sealing them away on this island seems to be the best option.

At that moment, I sensed several people approaching from below. Su and Shu, along with Haiven and Rain.

[Could it be… Could you possibly be…]

Haiven’s bewildered face is amusing. There is an undeniable tremor in the voice infused with mana.

I lower my body and lie flat on the ground. I have just become a dragon. It’s a situation where time is needed to get accustomed to the power.

There isn’t enough time to cast polymorph into my human form just yet.

[Are you alright?]

A light greeting. It’s a voice so clear and cute it is hard to believe it came from the mouth of a colossal dragon.

“You, you must be Seris…?”

“Seris… you’ve gotten so big…”

I respond to Su’s question by blinking my eyes. I worried about whether my friends would be scared of me, but thankfully, it seems they aren’t.

I feel good. I lightly flick my long tail. The dragon’s tail tends to move based on emotions. Just like in my previous appearance as a dragon, such habits are evident even now.

However, the impact of the tail flick is different from before. As the massive tail slams into the island, it shakes as if an earthquake has struck.

Some of the allied forces stumble from the shock.

I quickly raise my tail in a flustered manner, looking sheepish.

This mistake happened because I’m still not used to my dragon body.

The situation quickly settled. The demons that had fled didn’t reappear, hiding throughout the island. Perhaps they feared my appearance as a dragon.

In the Grimshade Kingdom, stronger sealing magic has been established than before. Not even a magic book could escape; it has completely severed the spatial connection.

The casualties are many, but the original goal was achieved. The operation can be deemed a success.

Now, all that remains is returning. However, the allied forces couldn’t easily depart.

With two incomplete dragons and high-ranking demons alongside the mage tower’s leadership casting powerful magic, the entire island has been thrown into chaos. In such conditions, our airship could hardly remain intact.

Eventually, we had no choice but to carry everyone on my back as we moved.

“I never thought a day would come when I would ride a dragon…”

“When I get back home, no one will believe me.”

It seems everyone has boarded. As I listen to the voices of conversation behind me, I spread my enormous wings and took to the air.

Su and I—!