《Reverse Scale: Draconic Rebirth》Chapter 1: Bus trip to another world?
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There it was. The new marking of the plains of Ashor.
The corpse of the previous Emperor. The great Dragon-Emperor, to be precise.
As the sun sets behind the great mountains of Dunj, a new life, born from the corpse of the Dragon-Emperor, awakens.
Inside of a corpse, that is where Ren awoke. Not knowing his circumstances, Ren made his way out of the large stomach wound of the dragon-cadaver.
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["Where am I?"]
That is the first thing I asked myself as I climbed out of that rotten piece of meat.
Well, currently, I don't know that. I am standing in a large field, and the sun is setting. It would have been awe-inspiring if it was not for that awful smell protruding from behind me.
As I turn around to face the pile of meat, I crawled out.
As I face the dead dragon, yes a dragon, I wonder if this is a dream. I mean, where the hell would you see a dragon?
As I take a few steps back from shock, a game-like interface pops into my view.
Congratulations, Hero!
You have been reincarnated into the world of Ashor!
Race: Dragon Name: Ren (son of Fafnir)
Lvl: 1
HP: 400 MP: 600 STAM: 250
STR: 690 AGIL: 320 MENT: 200
Skills:
Draconic Nose Lvl: 1 1(Superior sense of smell)
Draconic Eyes Lvl: 1 (Supreme eyesight/mana sensory)
Draconic Scales Lvl: 1 (Hardening of Skin to Scales [DEF -> +500])
Draconic Wings Lvl: 1 ([Limited] Flight)
Breath Weapon Lvl: 1(Shoots out your Breath Weapon. [ATK -> MP%+Lvl%+Skill-Lvl%+500]
EH?! WAIT! I REMEMBER!
We were on a school trip, when suddenly... The Bus... Crashed...
Does that mean the others are here as well?
Well, that's a matter for some other time.
First, I have to learn what this Game-Interface means.
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I imagine closing the interface, and... WTF it closed? That's just like in the Novels I read.
Here it says [Race: Dragon], but as I look down on myself, I see that I am just a (currently) naked human boy. And those skills... I don't even have wings!
As I ponder, I smell a beast-like presence approaching. Don't ask me why I know it's beast-like I just now (somehow).
As I look around, I can see a black-furred wolf approaching.
FUCK, what do I do? I haven't figured out how to use my skills, and even if I had, I am level 1! That thing is probably going to destroy me!
The wolf begins sprinting towards me. My mind is spinning.
["OH GOD, WHAT DO I DO?!"]
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Elsewhere there stood a beautiful, blonde girl, clad in silvern armor before a stone statue. In the dark of the church-like building, her eyes shone in a dangerous blue as she lifted her head and opened her peachy lips:
[*Girl: "Lady Goddess, I have come to report that The great Dragon-Emperor has been slain! It seems like all of the major powers want to nominate a representative for the election of the Emperor."]
A golden presence fills the room the girl is standing in.
[Goddess: "You bring me good news, princess Sara Van Heron. Very well then. You shall be our representative! I expect a lot from you! You shall also have the heroes I just summoned assist you!"]
As the presence of the Goddess left the room, a golden light envelops the room, and a group of 24 people appears before the princess.
22 youths and 2 Adults. But one seems to be missing... But of course, princess Sara Van Heron doesn't know of this.
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So these are the Goddess' Heroes?
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They don't look like much... 22 youths, probably around 16 years old, slightly younger than me. And two adults... The one looks like a drunkard old man and the other a weak-willed woman...
How can these children help me, the princess of an entire country, become Emperor? It doesn't matter. Let's first introduce them to this world.
After they found their composure, I start speaking:
["I welcome you, Heroes of our Goddess. You must have a lot of questions. Please wait before asking them. I will now tell you why you are here. You see, In your previous word, you died. Luckily for you, our merciful Goddess has given you a second chance in this world."]
[Drunkard: "Hey missy, what are you talking about? What kind of stupid prank is this?"]
["This is not a prank. This is reality."]
[Student 1: "Mr. Johnson, get it together! I saw it too... We crashed... There was an awful amount of blood."]
[Mr. Johnson: "Wh- What? Don't talk bullshit!"]
[Woman: "No. I saw it too. We died. And then there was this light, that transported us here."]
[Mr. Johnson: "Wait, so you're telling me we actually died?"]
The man called Johnson collapsed onto the ground. Not that I would care.
["Is your tantrum over? Good. Let's get to the important matters at hand. My name Is Sara Van Heron. You all have been summoned by the Goddess to support me in becoming the Emperor of Ashor. If you would now please say [Status] or just think of it."]
[Student 2: "Status?!"]
Ah, I see. This one gets it. He opened his status window.
["Good. As you can see. This is your status window. There you can see your level and skills. It is the most basic of the basics. You can hide your status window from others if you just think of it."]
A while after I explained to them the necessary things, I escort them to their momentary stays. That includes assuring them that if someone from their group is not here, they were definitively not summoned by the Goddess. I had to tell them this because it seems like one student is missing.
Around level 16 is where the students are. Just like their age... Coincidence? The teacher's levels vary a bit more. The woman named Caithlin Stork's level is about 25, and Johnson's level is 29.
Their levels are just average for the Populus. Nothing compared to my level 106. I hope they level up fast.
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