Reborn as a DRAGON

As I focused on establishing a connection between my cosmic mana and the dormant gate, I felt an intriguing and almost palpable link forming. It was as though a cosmic thread extended from the heavens above, bridging the gap between myself and the silent structure. The gate responded with a subtle tremor, stirring anticipation among the watching elder dragons.

A hushed silence hung in the air, disrupted only by the soft rustling of the elders as they observed this unprecedented event. The golden Dragon, the fire Dragons, and the blue Dragoness stood there, their expressions a mix of curiosity and amazement.

I remained steady, fully aware of the significance of the moment. This connection I was forging wasn't merely about activating a teleportation gate; it was a communion with ancient powers, a journey into the past, and an exploration of forgotten secrets.

Yet, amidst the wonder, there was a hint of foreboding. As my cosmic mana interacted with the dormant gate's remnants, a subtle disturbance rippled through the flow of mana, alerting me to a complication.

Despite this enchanting link between myself and the gate, I felt a disturbance in the cosmic mana's current. While it had me spellbound, the elder dragons began to grow uneasy, recognizing that something unique was transpiring.

My initial assumption, that the cosmic mana remnants were inert, was unequivocally incorrect. They held a minuscule but persistent spark of life, akin to smoldering embers awaiting a breath of air to burst into flames. My own cosmic mana, flowing through our connection, was inadvertently rekindling the forgotten fires of these ancient remnants.

I honed my focus, navigating the delicate dance between cosmic mana and the remnants within the gate. My surroundings, the prying eyes of the impatient elders, and the weight of the moment faded into insignificance.

Then, a remarkable revelation unfurled before me. The cosmic mana remnants weren't lifeless echoes; they were a part of a profound legacy, housing far more than simple memories. As my essence merged with these ancient fragments, I felt the presence of an entity, a malevolence that transcended reason.

'T-This is dangerous!'

The realization that something or someone was infiltrating my soul space struck me like a thunderclap. Panic welled up within me, urging me to cry out for help. But this intrusion was relentless, an inscrutable force that defied any form of resistance.

I found myself helpless against this unknown presence, incapable of fighting back. Vulnerability overcame me as my soul space was violated, and I knew that there was no retreat.

'Damn it!'

The ensuing pain was intolerable, an agony akin to the torment of forcibly expanding my soul space but far more sinister. It was the invasion of an entity that had no place within me, a force that should have long ceased to exist.

My soul space, under siege and overwhelmed, struggled to preserve its integrity. The unyielding will of the previous cosmic pillar imposed itself upon me, an entity that should have faded into oblivion.

It was clear that the only path forward was to sever this connection and purge the intruder. I had to undertake an internal battle that could jeopardize my very existence, but there was no other recourse.

With unwavering resolve, I plunged deeper into the self-constructed realm within my soul space, a place I had come to master. But now, it was a tumultuous, turbulent landscape. The tranquil ocean was in turmoil, the earth quaked, and the elemental forces ran amok.

Amidst the chaos, within the cosmic tempests, I confronted the enigmatic presence. Its form remained a shifting, enigmatic jigsaw puzzle of purples, an ethereal enigma that defied categorization.

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In the face of this profound uncertainty, one thing was clear: I had to expel this ominous presence from my soul space, even if it meant unleashing a cataclysm within the very core of my being.

In my soul space, an echoing declaration of sovereignty rippled through the ethereal realm I had painstakingly constructed. "You are in my world! Here my word is LAW!" my words reverberated through the cosmic tempests and tumultuous landscapes, as I sought to impose my own will upon the invasive presence that defied my understanding.

It should have yielded to my command, with my authority extended over every corner of this self-contained realm. But to my utter dismay, the intruder appeared indifferent, seemingly unaffected by my proclamation. This anomalous response left me bewildered, a sense of frustration welling up within me.

Though the interloper's visage remained as elusive as ever, I sensed a disturbance in its own presence—a perplexity, a confusion. Whether this was intentional or a consequence of my defiance, I couldn't discern.

In the face of this enigmatic adversary, I unleashed every resource at my disposal, hoping to subdue or expel it from my inner sanctum. As I willed the elements to bear witness to my command, they churned and writhed in response. Still, the intruder held its ground, unfazed and untouched.

My efforts ranged from desperate pleas to my innate dominion over cosmic mana, seeking to dismantle the 'will' that tethered it to these remnants. But to my mounting dismay, these attempts proved futile, and my soul space only descended further into disarray with each passing second.

The escalating damage within my sacred realm was an ominous reminder of the profound threat that the enigmatic presence posed. It was becoming apparent that more drastic measures were required to repel this forceful incursion and reclaim the sanctity of my soul space.

'Damn it, please work!'

Desperation fueled my resolve. Summoning every ounce of cosmic mana I possessed, the ethereal thread linking me to the outside world manifested before my eyes. It radiated with an otherworldly luminescence, weaving through the churning tempests of my soul space. Cosmic mana poured forth from this spectral connection, cascading like a torrential river into my realm, each wave gushing with unrestrained power.

In my desperation, I paid no heed to the overwhelming influx, my soul space awash with an unprecedented flood of cosmic energy. I felt the strain and the near loss of control, yet I remained steadfast. I was determined to resolve this incursion.

The cosmic mana, ever responsive to its call, surged with purpose, drawn inexorably toward the dormant gate. Its attraction was an enigma that matched the enigmatic nature of the adversary it carried. A bizarre connection between past and present seemed to bind them.

As the swirling currents of cosmic mana neared the gate, the remnants of the 'will' clung tenaciously, showing resistance at its impending expulsion. It was as though the entity was reluctant to depart, fostering an uncanny tether to the remnants of its existence within my domain.

With a steely determination, I forced the cosmic torrent to overcome this resistance. The invisible presence hesitated, as if it grappled with the inexorable forces now pitted against it. A final, resolute push from the cascading cosmic energies expelled the unwelcome intruder, severing its connection to my soul space.

Yet, the challenge was far from over. To prevent any potential regression, I continued to feed the gate with the abundant cosmic mana, forming an insurmountable barrier. There would be no retreat. The will of the previous cosmic pillar, or whatever enigma it represented, would not re-enter my soul space.