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More of happiness and joy. The building held the emotions it had inside of it for all these years. Being dragon, yes wolf too but my dragon side is my dominant side so it takes over I can shift into a wolf but it isn't as strong as my dragon side. It doesn't have abilities and the fact I am Royal the dragon within me has heightened abilities and strengths. I was walking around the empty space inside the building now, moving papers and old folders with my feet and lookign through the items left on the desks that were still hear. I was getting a feel for this place and what it once was.

“Don’t I need to pack and…” Waving a dismissive hand she laughs. “That’s what servants are for, Little Sister. Right now this is your job.” The first dragon I face is my nephew, Orion. He is a very unique type of dragon, a combination of fire, sky, and water--a storm dragon. There have been other storm dragons in the past, but currently, he is the only one living in the Celestial Kingdom. “He’s just a boy!” I glare at Ona. “I am not hurting him.”

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

“Promise me that you will not do it again, Merlin.” “I-I promise, mum.” His power was a curse that almost made his sweet mother into an insane person—he engraved this thought into his young mind. And so he never ventured the world of necromancy—not when his mother died or when his lover’s corpse laid before him. Not until he met a dying creature, a dragon—the last of his kind. For the first time, he wanted it to live and so used his power that was dormant for hundreds of years, but failed. Apparently, dragons were creatures that were beyond the realms of the ambivalent beings since they dwelled in the darkness of the Nether World, also known as the Malevolent World.

Class: Necromancer Titles- Dragonslayer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Elemental Affinity- Death Level: 40/60 Exp:0/80000 HP:3532 CON:3377 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:3320 DEX:69 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:150 STR:52 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 365 INT:63 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :52 AGI:52 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(Mystic), Enhanced(Elite), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic),Toxikinesis(Mystic) ,Biokinesis(Mystic), Dash(R),Restriction(Elite),Fire Spark(C) Bloodthirst(Unique) Sacrificial blade(Unique)] [Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)]

- **Passive 2: Blood Shift** – Shift into any creature/person/myth (No limit; Perfect mimicry). - **Active 1: Crimson Forge** – Manipulate blood as weapon/armor (HP Steal on hit). - **Active 2: Ruby Resurrection** – Revive pack w/ blood price (Self-deducts). - **Ultimate: Sanguine Eclipse** – Flood area w/ controllable blood ocean (Drowns armies). **Deep Script Branch (Sovereign – Unlocked)** - **Passive: Script Fluency** – All 1,000+ lines available; rewrite minor laws.

I had shown them who I was. Back in my room, I looked at my hands. They had made the fire. They had hurt those girls. The hands shook a little, but I didn't care. I needed to be stronger. I took out the old dragon book Eren got for me. I looked for a special potion. A "Fortification Draught." The book said it would make me and my dragon one. I got all my hidden plants and herbs. I mixed them in a small bowl. The liquid turned dark red and shiny. It smelled like smoke and strength.

Then walked across the room to sit on the recliner. “Wh… what are you talking about my mission? And you still haven't told me who you are and why are you here?” Ahnyla asked, walking over to the bed and grabbing her pup protectively. “My name is Dravin I’m the head of the Necromancers. Some call me the Deathmage, Bone King, or Shadow Master, you can call me whichever you prefer.” Dravin said as he relaxed in the recliner. “A Necromancer? What do you want with me?” Ahnyla said still holding her pup protectively, she had no idea what the Deathmage wants with her, but she knows whatever it is can't be good. “Oh, I don't want anything from you, I just need you to get something or rather someone

TWO WEEKS LATER... Zemora's POV I have been living the life of a Queen rather than a slave brought to be the King's breeder. My decision to form an alliance with the Dragon King was the right thing to do. He was a man of his words and full of action. Every night he dedicates his time to fill me up with his fiery seeds. I won't be surprised if one day, I start to spit fire. His drive for sex was on another level and when he started it, he always finished the next morning.

Letting out a roar, he swung his sword in a large arc and annihilated all the dragon clones. "What Nether Dragon? It's nothing more than a disgusting, overgrown lizard! Before my power, it's utterly insignificant!" Adrian retorted coldly. “Impossible!” The monster king was shocked to his core. He hadn't anticipated Adrian to be so formidable that he could eliminate his Nether Dragon so swiftly. The strength of the Nether Dragon lay in its ability to continually split and regenerate as long as one of its clones remained alive. However, Adrian had killed all the clones before they could split further, preventing their regeneration.