Reborn As A Dragon Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then, I watch as the ashes begin to regrow and reform, coming to life again. As I pulled his life force into the egg, I saw how tragic his life had been. This poor little dragon had suffered so much, suffered in so many ways that he deserved to have a new life, to start over. I don’t remember resurrecting a dragon in my past lives. In times of war and battle, many dragons died, and many gave their lives for their riders. But most of their riders also died when their dragons did. So, I never felt the need to bring them back. But this time, this little dragon needed to be disconnected from everything in his past. Everything that had caused him pain I pulled from his life and his mind. He will

Sadness filled his chest how Edmund missed Jergintarth so much. “Father, this is your son!” said Edmund proudly. Edmund then threw himself into the lake to absorb the dragon spirit energy. That day, the Red Dragon was reborn!

wanted Calypso and Kara back. "The reason why the bone fire attempt failed this time is because Kara no longer had her phoenix spirit. She lost her the day she died. But you can bring her back because she still has her wolf and dragon spirits. So you are going to bring her back by doing what's called a dragon summoning ritual," the dragon stated. Atlas, still stunned, looked at the dragon. "What about our pup?" Atlas asked. "The pup will also return." The dragon stated. "Who are you and why are you helping me?" Atlas asked the dragon. "I'm sorry I did not introduce myself. My name is Ryūjin, and I am the dragon god. I want to help bring Kara and your pup back because your pup's powers will

Each drop hissed as it touched the bones. The valley came alive. A low rumble echoed from the ground, growing louder, deeper, until the air vibrated with ancient power. The bones began to move wings reattaching to spines, claws fusing with limbs, skulls lifting toward the storming sky. Flames burst from their jaws as life returned to them. One by one, the dragons rose again. This was my aim all along. I wasn't able to do this ritual before but I have to pay a huge price to be able to resurrect these dead dragons.

The dragon was awakening and taking over. My bones broke and I embraced the pain. I gave the dragon a chance to prove itself and I fell into the void.

Cruella said out loud and China's eyes widened. “How dare you?!” She yelled but Cruella didn't flinch or even show any sign of being intimidated. If it was then, she would've been trembling but not anymore. That weak and useless girl is dead. She died in that fire and this reborn Cruella won't take shit from anyone. “If I were you, I would break up with her. She doesn't deserve the title of Luna. Even a weak Gamma could do a better job.” Cruella said and for a split second, she saw his lips move to the side before returning to its normal position. He almost smiled.

Another memory unfolded, softer yet no less intense: them soaring through starlit skies, her laughter wild and free as he caught her mid-flight, their bodies pressing together in heated embrace high above ancient mountains, promising eternal rule and unbreakable bond. The images poured over me relentlessly, each one twisting deeper into my heart. I watched them share victories in battle, her standing proudly beside him as they claimed territories together, their connection forged in fire and blood long before I had ever existed. My own body felt painfully inadequate in comparison, all plush curves and human vulnerability, my heavy breasts leaking milk from the stress, my round belly soft and

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

The energy I encountered was unlike anything I'd experienced before, raw cosmic force, chaotic and beautiful, seeking expression without control. "That's it," I encouraged as the flames began to diminish slightly. "The fire belongs inside you, stored safely until needed. Draw it back in with each breath." Gradually, the dancing flames receded, pulled back into Daniel's body as he gained tentative control. The scales remained, shimmering slightly in the light, but the immediate danger had passed. "What am I?" he whispered, staring at his transformed arms with a mixture of fear and wonder. "You are dragon-born," Sebastian answered, his voice gentle with understanding. "A heritage thought lost