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000:00:03, 000:00:02, 000:00:01, randomizing, due to the mana pool being at %210, races have been choosing accordingly, please choose a race:
1. Shadow Dragon King 99.7% compatible
2. Ultimate Orc Shaman 63.7% compatible
3. Master Druid 15% compatible
4. Void Walker Juggernaut 70% compatible
5. Reaper Prince 85% compatible
6. Golden Tabaxi 50% compatible
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'Shadow Dragons: A race I had thought of in my past life at a young age. They are dragons that live in a plain of nothing but shadows and have the ability to travel there by will. They would grow to the size of 70ft long and 40ft high. But the king is special, he is 120ft long and 70ft tall in his dragon form and has the ability to turn into 4 forms. His flames are hot enough to burn anything, yet they are pitch black. Most importantly, they don't age past the age of 20 and whoever they choose to marry will revert to the age of twenty and become a Shadow Dragon Queen.'
I look at the others but none compare to my race I made. Plus, I'm the most compatible with my race, so why not? 'Shadow Dragon King'
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"Want to choose the Shadow Dragon King Race?"
Yes or no
"WARNING, SURVIVAL IS NOT GUARANTEED WITH THIS RACE!"
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'...yes'
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Commencing transformation...
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All of a sudden, bones start cracking and visually shifting through my body, my muscles being destroyed and rebuilt instantly over and over again. My skin feels like it's melting, smoke is shooting from my body. I black out over and over just to wake up again to the agonizing pain. I'm screaming like I'm being murdered constantly.
Sylvic watches in horror as his son's skin melts, shifts, hardens, divots, and twists everywhere while he can only listen to his screams. The nurse runs in the room to see what's going on just to see Sylvic's hand. Sylvic grabs her and covers her eyes as soon as he can and yells, "You aren't experienced enough to see this! Cover your ears!" She does as she is told by her superior, very very hesitantly though.
All of a sudden, a Ping is heard. And I see something in the top corner of my eye.
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Transformation complete in 3...2...1
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All of a sudden, the pain stops, the screams end, and the smoke hangs in the air. Covering a silhouette of darkness. Sylvic taps the nurse's shoulder, "It's over." He speaks as if he has witnessed the biggest horror imaginable.
The smoke clears and standing there is a shirtless humanoid figure with pitch black wings, horns, and a black tail, all with black smoke flowing off of them with no end in sight. I start to fall, Sylvic runs over and catches me before I hit the ground, I look at him with my purple dragon pupils and I grin a tired grin, filled with fangs. "Good thing we didn't go to the tailor yet dad..." and I black out.
Sylvic starts laughing, tears streaming out of his eyes, he holds me to his chest, "Thank god your ok."
I wake up the next morning in the same bed I woke up the first time in two days ago. A screen shown in my vision.
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Transformation Complete!
You are now a Shadow Dragon King.
One subclass has been chosen due to time running out.
Shadow Warrior has been chosen!
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I get up and put my shoes on, my pants still on but with my tail sticking out. Dad's head asleep on my cot. I touch his shoulder, "Dad, get up." He bolts upward his hair in a complete mess. "Morning!" He yells, his face full of relief. "How are you feeling? Are you ok?"
"Yeah Dad, I'm fine now." He grins and stands up, looking me over. "You sure have changed, you look like a royal guard, if they had wings and scales. I laugh, looking down to see I have chiseled abs and the body of a god, at the age of 10! I have scales on my arms, hands, cheeks, and neck. I feel my head and realize I have two, foot long horns growing out.
"Let's go home, Mom is probably worried sick." Dad nods his head and we leave the hospital after signing myself out. You would think it's cold walking home shirtless but I never felt better. That is, until I realized that when we get home, I'm gonna have to cut holes in all of my clothes.
When we reach the steps of the house, my Dad goes, "Wait, let me break the ice and prepare them and then you enter. This....new you might scare them, ok?" I slap myself realizing he is right. I nod and I wait outside while he enters.