Leonhardt's eyes snapped open.
The dreamlike mory ended the mont she finished another potion, and Ifrit's voice lulled him into a deep sleep to finish the assimilation. He could sll the sweet scent of Asuka and Sylvie, but they were nowhere to be found. Even distant sounds like the trickle of water in the throne room's waterfall feature.
"What's going on..."
Different from before, his vision and senses were stronger without using mana—rather, his mana felt distant, heavy and empty.
'Where did all my mana go?'
In a mont of panic, he closed his eyes and sat in a lotus position, normally able to gather his mana in this thod from the surroundings.
"Phew..."
With a deep breath, he started to focus on his abdon.
That's when it happened—darkness swallowed his mind, and suddenly, he found himself in an empty expanse... the sky littered with glistening stars.
'Where is this?'
"You... who are you?"
A female's voice, almost childish, called out to him from behind.
When he turned around, there was a small girl with obsidian hair and eyes... with sharp teeth, a strange thick tail and hands on her hips.
"I am Leonhardt. Who are you?"
"Le...on....hard..t... why is your na so hard to say!!" The lovely girl complained while stomping on the ground, causing her hair to shift and reveal a pair of black horns.
He couldn't help but notice her small tongue struggling to pronounce the words well and tried to hold in his laughter.
"Hmm... I will call you Leo!"
"So, what's your na then, little girl?"
[Don't let her fool you, Leonhardt...
Stop playing gas and reveal your true form, Dravanna!]
"Che... Ifrit is here, damn old woman."
The figure instantly transford into a mature beauty who wrapped herself in darkness.
Like fire created Ifrit's form, darkness and shadows ford hers.
Her horns beca longer, her body taller, but still a head shorter than Leonhardt, barely coming to the top of his chest, as her tail resembled a lizard.
Similar to Asuka, what confused Leonhardt was how familiar she felt.
"Why do you feel so familiar to ?" He asked honestly.
"Because we are the sa race, and now you can finally accept my power!"
'What does she an, Ifrit?'
Before Ifrit could answer, Dravanna, as Ifrit called her, dismissively flicked her wrist... and a huge sphere appeared in the sky, the dark sphere glistening with white milky streams and sparkling stars with distinct patterns.
He noticed one shaped like a spider, then another like a demon, and realised these were his bloodlines... etched into this familiar orb.
[This is your new core]
"But it's huge..."
"Dummy! We are inside your soul chamber right now."
She then started to walk in the air, creating steps of shadowy mist.
"This is a space created using mana to protect a person's core, although humans call their core a soul.
Do you see?
This orb is what humans call the soul.
Humans, demons, dragons, gods, origins... All of us keep our souls stored in this space."
This space was sothing he had never seen before, but looking at Dravanna's eyes and expression, she seed happy to have him here.
Leonhardt wanted to ask her a hundred questions but just looked at the orb.
"I don't understand, what about my previous core?"
Dravanna's face scrunched up, and she pulled out her tongue.
"That thing wasn't a soul... it could barely sustain life. Let alone create a soul chamber!"
After this, Leonhardt suffered a boring lecture about how it was a miracle he even managed to endure evolving, let alone breathing or fighting before now.
Dravanna seed to have been with him from the mont he slept with Asuka, the mont he awakened his Black dragon bloodline in fact.
Ifrit also knew this, but she couldn't let them et because it would have caused Leonhardt to combust, his fractured soul to crumble and now that he had finally ford his soul chamber, they could et when he slept.
"So previously, I didn't have a soul or rather it was an artificial core?"
He questioned Ifrit, who had been quiet.
The mother of flas appeared behind him and wrapped her arms around his body.
[Yes, it was so unstable that even speaking to you at first could have killed you... so we made you a dungeon master.]
He enjoyed the comfortable heat and soft sensation of Ifrit's true form, her fire and flas that licked against his body like a warm blanket.
"I see..."
A lot started to make sense as he gazed at the core floating around in space.
"Then my mana is now lower, because I needed to use it to create this chamber to protect my core?"
"Correct!" Dravanna slipped around his body, her dark eyes carrying a charm he couldn't ignore, which made Ifrit hug his chest tighter in competition. "Leonhardt, as the last dragon on this planet, will you not form a pact with , like that old woman?"
The mother of darkness offered a pact with Leonhardt.
'... what would happen if I did?'
He asked honestly, looking down at the mature but playful figure, her eyes filled with hope.
"You would gain not only the power of darkness, but your black flas would beco more powerful, able to infuse them with that lovely Yuki Onna's ice magic. Imagine that!"
"Is that possible?"
[It's true, the frostfire core was my first plan, but this damn witch seed to have been sothing Luris planned from the start, and I cannot change it.
You can trust Dravanna.]
Leonhardt noticed the slight flicker of emotion in Ifrit's voice and the way her flas puffed out whenever ntioning her na.
It seed even the origin of fire could beco jealous, or maybe it was because the other girls appeared to be children to her. But Dravanna was also an origin of shadow, causing Ifrit to feel threatened.
'She's always watching out for .'
He felt grateful to the mother of flas before looking down at Dravanna and trying to focus on the information he gained from the mont he swallowed the core more than he thought.
His mana decreased because of these changes, but in return, his mana beca stronger, more dense and purer than before.
"Phew... Can you give ti to consider the pact, Dravanna?"
Right now, there was a bigger concern in his mind because, along with information from his previous core, he gained the fractured knowledge of the core's previous owner.
"Do either of you know who the world eater might be referring to?"
"..."
[Eh?]
The mont he asked them a simple question, their eyes beca distant, while Ifrit, who hugged his back, trembled for a mont before clinging to Leonhardt's back.
anwhile, Dravanna's smile widened, and she placed her hands on her hips and licked her lips, showing her teeth.
"A dangerous woman who tried to destroy this world thousands of years ago~ didn't she almost devour you, Ifrit? Hahaha!"
Dravanna started to burst into laughter, pointing at the fiery woman clinging to his waist, which made her flas rise. However, the next words from Leonhardt's mouth made both won freeze in their place.
"The core I swallowed... it was hers."
***
Leonhardt woke up in a cold sweat, looking around the bed after breaking out of his ditative state. There was a lot of information to consider from the new core in his stomach being that of a renowned monster that could devour worlds.
However, that ca with an unexpected benefit for him.
"Hmm..."
When reading what the skill did made Leonhardt's chest stir with a strange desire.
The difference between his current core and the previous one made him wonder whether it was a boost or a boon.
He wondered what the difference ant, but the change to his intellect attribute didn't affect his brain or thoughts but reflected the new assessnt of his Magic quality compared to the past and the Word Eater.
[This is your strength compared to a demon, not a human.]
The strange difference in systems made him realise that the humans' strongest were barely double the average strength of a normal demon.
'But at least I know my age now...'
[Sweet 19]
◊ Leonhardt Van Arlet • Dungeon Master • Mutant Chira (19)
Title: Heir of the World Eater
Lifespan: ??????
Level: 27 -> 45
•XP: 1500/45000
•EP: 1000/50000
•DP: 25000
[Status]
Attack: A | 200
Defence: A | 150
Speed: B | 120
Magic: C | 50
Charm: S | 500
Mana Purity: SSS | ???
Human Rating: F -> SSS
Average Attributes: (Demon): 100
[Skills]
Greatsword: [Level 4]
Command: [Level 6]
Archery: [Level 4]
Stealth: [Level 3]
Scouting: [Level 3]
Devour: [Level 10]
[Abilities]
Dual Cast: [Level 3]
Claws of Fire: [Level 5]
Tyrant Accel: [Level 4]
[Trade Skills]
Herbalism: [Level 2]
dicine: [Level 2]
Business Sense: [Level 2]
Dismantling: [Level 3]
[Spells]
Cinderblast: [Level 4]
Firebolt: [Level 3]
Blazing Missiles: [Level 3]
Fire Wall: [Level 4]
Shadow Flare: [Level 1]
•Money
[05g 34s 65c]
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