When I turned ten years old, I sincerely believed that I was blessed to be born as a Dragon Born.
We were a part of the proud mbers of the Dragon Race, for the blood of Dragons flowed in our veins. This made us stronger than the other races in the world, and it allowed us to grow at a very fast rate.
As I grew older, the pride I felt in my heart turned into arrogance. I always thought that the Low-Landers, or those who lived in the lands beneath our floating Kingdom, were just second-rate races.
They were those who weren't blessed to be born as Dragons or Dragon Borns, making them inferior to our race.
However, this belief changed the mont the Half-Elf, Lux Von Kaizer, arrived in Karshvar Draconis.
For better or worse, the Dragon King had chosen to beco his supervisor, watching his every move, and making sure that he didn't do anything stupid that would cause trouble for our Kingdom.
At first, I treated Lux like an animal. Sothing lower than a dog that only existed for my amusent. But, after the incident that happened in the Outer Reaches, I found out that the lowly dog that I thought was harmless, was actually a shaless bastard, hiding in sheep's clothing.
Then, one thing led to another and little by little, I noticed that he was growing at an alarming rate.
It ca to the point that I wondered if he was consuming so kind of elixir that speeds up his growth, allowing him to surpass, even those of the Dragon Race.
I thought that maybe, if I knew his secret, I would be able to beco a Ranker in no ti at all, so I decided to accompany him on his journey.
However, he had a condition.
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"Cethus, you wanted to go with , right?" Lux asked.
"Yes," I replied despite the weird feeling I felt back then due to how confident Lux sounded.
"Perfect! Since that is the case, how about you fight ? I am a Necromancer, and you are a Dragon Born. I only take strong individuals with on my journey. If you can beat then I will allow you to accompany , deal?"
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I accepted his condition thinking that I would easily win against him, and make him obedient to .
However, I was wrong.
Very wrong.
I thought we were going to fight a one-on-one battle, but the bastard actually summoned his Undead Creatures and used so kind of taunting skill to force to fight them in close combat.
On that day, I realized just who I was dealing with, and on that sa day, I made a vow never to fight Lux in a one-on-one duel again.
Why?
Because the bastard doesn't fight one-on-one duels!
After my loss, I genuinely felt that if I let Lux leave Karshvar Draconis without , I would lose the one and only clue I had for how to get strong in a short period of ti.
Because of this, I did sothing that I never thought I would do in my life.
I begged him to take .
It was the most humiliating, and shaful display I had ever made in my life, and I thought that if I could only endure the feelings of sha in my heart, I would be able to beco stronger once I found out Lux's secret.
Perhaps it was out of pity, or perhaps he was thinking of sothing else, but he did take with him.
Back then, I was confident that although I lost to Lux, I would be able to surpass him once I beca a Ranker.
The battle in the Shaufell Plains was perhaps the first ti that I thought I was going to die.
The Crimson Berserker Mantis was truly powerful, and there had been more than one occasion when I felt that I should flee and leave everyone behind.
For , they were just a ans to an end, and they were not worth risking my life to save.
Just as I was about to leave everyone behind, I saw a miracle happen.
Lux revived the Giant Termite, and it transford into a powerful Demi-Creature that he nad ALL-MITE.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the Ancient Dragons, as well as the Saints, the battle between a Deimos-Ranked Beast, and a Low-Ranker, was just a bunch of kids playing sword fighting.
However, for those of the sa Rank, and below that Rank, it was a battle against Power Houses that decided our life and death.
ALL-MITE had won that day, and it made rejoice internally that he appeared before I left the battlefield to save my life.
Because of this, I was able to continue my journey with Lux, and even managed to be rewarded with a Pseudo-Legendary Spear and a Skill Book that allowed to learn the skill, Gravity Domain.
A skill that was tailored for , which greatly increased my fighting prowess.
After saving the residents of the Town of Abingdon, we continued our journey to the Blackrock Clan, where the Transcendent Flas were located.
Little did we know that we had unknowingly arrived at a wrong ti.
Thinking back, perhaps we didn't arrive at the wrong ti.
We arrived at the perfect ti to join the war, and it made think that it was a good opportunity to steal the Transcendent Flas, while the main bulk of the Orc Army was dealing with the Humans from the Haca Dynasty.
Unfortunately, Flamma was there and heard my plan, which led to fighting him in a duel
For the second ti in my life, I lost again.
I tried to brush off the loss thinking that since Flamma was a Deimos-Ranked Alpha Monster, my loss was justified.
But, it still didn't sit well with .
After tasting defeat against Lux, I vowed to never lose again.
However, that vow sounded like a joke after Flam crushed any remaining pride that I had.
Fortunately, Lux also defeated Flamma, so I was spared from falling into depression.
For so reason, I found satisfaction in having the one that bullied , get bullied back with the sa tactic that was used against .
My only regret was that I wasn't there when the Skeleton Gangbangers screwed Flamma ten tis over.
Oh! How I wished I had seen that!
I would have definitely recorded it with a Recording Crystal, making it one of my prized possessions.
After Flamma was soundly defeated, Lux went to the front lines, alongside the Orc Army, leaving us behind.
I was gravely injured, and the others were tasked to look after while I healed.
That was also when I started to pay close attention to the green-haired Half-Elf, Gerhart, whom Lux had recruited to his guild not long ago.
He gave off the presence of a lone wolf. Soone who didn't need anyone to look after him, and would simply lick his wounds if he ever received any injuries during his journey.
Since we were both of the sa Rank, I definitely thought that if it was him that I was fighting against then I would win easily, or so I thought.
As I propped myself up from the ground, and wiped away the blood that flowed from my lips, I was starting to hate Half-Elves.
'Get a grip, Cethus. We can't always be on the losing end, right?,' I said internally as I stood up to face the green-haired Half-Elf whose presence descended on like a mountain.
Although my instincts were screaming at that I should concede and accept my defeat, my heart, and soul said otherwise.
"Hey, Gerhart, there's sothing I've wanted to tell you for a long ti," I said with a smile.
"You talk too much," Gerhart replied. "But, I guess I'll hear you out before I smash your face with my fist."
I didn't know what ca over at that ti, but I just laughed.
A laughter that ca from the heart.
"That's right," I said as I raised my middle finger at the green-haired Half-Elf, which I had seen Lux do to the Vanguard Commander, Ronan, of the Haca Dynasty.
I didn't know what it ant, but for so reason, I felt that now was the ti to use the gesture, as well as the words Eiko would often say whenever Lux wasn't paying attention to her.
"Co, F*cker!" I declared as I, too, put my life on the line to fight for what little pride, and dignity still resided in my heart. "You're going down!"
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