《The Holy Dark Dragon King's Resting Place》Chapter 2 Embarassment
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Chapter 2 Embarassment
After I said the word, immediately, the dragon’s body turned into one made of light and started to slowly enter my body.
Just as the light enters, his face turned strange, he showed a surprised and a confused look,
“Strange… young one, why is your body composed of strange and different metal?”
“? What are you talking about, I’m human, even though I lost my memory, even I know a human’s body is made of flesh.”
I then looked down at my own body and…
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, WHERE ARE MY CLOTHS!?”
“TURN AROUND!”
“But I won’t be able to complete the contract.”
“I DON’T CARE!”
“I apologized, but I cannot because once the process is interrupted, it cannot be restarted until 50 years has passed and I won’t be able to live much longer, besides just sit still for a few seconds, I’m almost done.”
I sit on the floor and try to cover as much of my body as I can and I can feel my face turning red in shame and embarrassment.
I got bored so I started asking random questions.
“What’ll happen if a mortal class try to enhance a spirit class soul then?”
“There are 2 problems with your question, 1 only transcendent king class and above can use it, and 2 it can only be used if both parties agreeing with it meaning one loses a piece of their soul and gets significantly weaker, so I doubt anyone in their right mind would use it, beside the true gods who can change soul class at their leisure, but since their too busy governing all the different spaces, I doubt they’ll have time to monitor anyone.”
“Different space?”
“Yes, let me slowly explain.”
“In this world, there are many races such as humans, elves, dwarfs, beast men, demons living in the mortal realm and they do fight with each other, but since their fight isn’t on the scale of destroying the world, you can leave them be. The real problem is the two other realms of this world. There’s the light realm and the dark realm each in a different space. The holy realm is filled with angels, who do not care about the world, so they do not interfere, but the dark realm ruled by the Guais want to take over the mortal and holy realm. They try to connect the two realms with gates to invade the mortal realm and then the holy realm. There are also gods in both realms, but they’re passive unless provoked.”
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“Guarding the world, basically means destroying the gates to the holy and dark realm from the mortal realm and killing any intruders.”
“There are also the Water, Fire, Earth, Wind and Dark Dragon King who also have the same job, so until you’re strong enough, I guess they’ll have to work much more. Also considering the new Dark Dragon King is still missing after the old one died, I guess the other 4 will be too busy to be able to do anything else.”
“Oh yeah, after I’m done, recite status in your head and think of the stats you want to work on. The stats will increase depending on what you did before a level, but just wait for now, because I’m working and you’ll just screw it up.”
Hearing that I started to pout, but then again he’s right because I don’t know anything about this world or magic, so I’m currently useless.
After who knows how long, the light slowly dim and disappear and I can feel a new energy in my body.
“So is it done?”
“yea”
I couldn’t wait, so I immediately thought about status and imaged a big blue box like those games that I always wanted to play, but never could.
Wait why couldn’t I play games?
The moment I think about status, a box appears in front of me.
It surprised me, so I asked Guang,
“What’s this?”
“that should be your status and it tells you the way to use the skills you have, but then again I can’t see what you’re seeing so I don’t know. Anyways, mana is linked to the soul instead of the body, normally it takes years for people to learn how to manipulate their souls in order to use their mana, but since you’re from a different world, you get a different way. In this world there are summoned and reincarnated, people, heroes, demon kings and such and the god makes it easier for them to do their job by giving them a hint in their status teaching them how to use their skills.”
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“Wait, just a hint?”
“HEY, a hint is already plenty, we have to learn from scratch unlike you otherworlders.”
Cheapskate god, why not just make it so we just have to say a word or something and POOF the skill comes out. Well whatever let’s see what’s my status.
I closed my eyes and thought status, then suddenly, a white box appeared.
Name: Yang Guang (Yin An)
Age: 16
Race: ??? Holy Dark Dragon King
Soul Class: Upper Transcendent King
Level: 1
HP: 734
Mana: 1098
Strength: 76
Agility: 150
Endurance: 134
Intelligence: 189
Skills:
Holy Magic (God):
None
Dark Magic (God):
None
Unique Skills:
Holy Dark Dragon’s Roar (hint: Roar with a dragon’s throat)
Holy Dark Dragon’s Breath (hint: gather mana using a dragon’s throat and blow it at the enemy)
???
State:
Contracted to Guang (no benefits due to acquisition of a piece of Guang’s Soul)(unrevokable)
Seriously? Roar with a dragon’s throat? Gather mana? These hints are useless! And there isn’t even a hint for the holy and dark magic! Also what in the world is “???”!?
As I was looking through the stats and complaining in my mind, Guang said, “Go get stronger” and I felt a surge of power coming from under me.
I quickly opened my eyes and a magic circle appeared under my feet.
The light blinded my eyes, so i quickly closed them.
When I opened my eyes again, the place was different. I was in a grand audition hall, standing on a red carpet in front of an old man with a beard sitting on a chair made of gold wearing a golden crown. He had three young men on his left and three young woman on his right along with a really old man with a big white beard, magic staff and robe. There were also many well-dressed people along the red carpet on each side with heavily armed soldiers behind them.
Everyone was staring at me with weird gazes, some had a lustful gaze, others had a disgusted gaze and some immediately turned around, so I followed their line of sight and looked down at myself and noticed… I was still naked…
Instantly my mind froze and my face turned red.
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
...
Guang POV:
That was a very strange human.
Her body composition was mostly made of metal and she had a red eye and a black eye and the black eye changed half white when she acquired a piece of my soul, meaning whatever that black half’s power is, it should be as strong as me.
Wait a second!
We stayed here for 3 days, even though the view doesn’t change because I created this dimension, how could she stay alive for 3 days without food, water or rest?
IS SHE EVEN HUMAN!?
Ok, lets calm down first.
Take a few deep breaths.
Now that I think about it,
This should be very interesting, I guess I’ll watch her journey for the next few years.
Right after Guang created a sphere of light to moniter the human girl he just contracted to, a loud scream was heard.
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Oh right, she did mention something about cloths…
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