The loud roar of the jet engines subsided, stirring Deja from his slumber.
'[System], what's going on?'
[You have arrived at Draycoln Atoll]
'Really? That was quick!'
[Deja has been asleep for nearly 3 days. It has been 72 hours]
Deja's eyes widened. He knew he had been asleep long enough to wake up feeling refreshed, but 72 hours was crazy.
'That long?'
[Yes]
"Urgh"
Deja grunted as he stretched his arms up above his head.
'So, how am I supposed to get down?'
[Jump]
'JUMP!?!'
[Yes]
'Can I survive that?'
[Would I recommend it if Deja couldn't survive?]
'I don't know?!'
[Jump]
The plane vanished below Deja, causing him to flail as he fell thousands of feet in seconds. Any other humans nearby would have heard loud screams in a n unknown language, seemingly cussing them out.
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Flailing his limbs as he fell, Deja panicked.
'[System]! How am I supposed to survive this?'
[... Deja has Magic]
'Oh.'
Letting his mana flow through him and empower his words, Deja called out;
"∴╎リ↸, ᓵᔑℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑ ᒲᒷ ᔑリ↸ ᓭꖎ𝙹∴ ᒲ|| ⎓ᔑꖎꖎ. Cushion."
Suddenly, the air below him started to spin, slowly slowing his fall. Deja used up most of his remaining mana to get down to the ground. Lightly tapping down on the island, Deja hopped off the cushion of air. Once his full weight hit the ground, there was an ear-splitting roar that emanated from somewhere seemingly close the center of the island. Deja's head shot up, looking in the direction of the roar.
'[System].'
[Yes, Deja?]
'What was that?'
[Unknown]
'Aright then.'
Deja, still curious about the orb, wandered toward the noise, sensing mana radiating from the same area. *Crunch*.
'Crunch?'
Deja looked down and gasped. Human skeletons littered the ground, slightly emerging from the Earth with every rumble of noise.
'Urgh, I think I might be sick.'
Even with Deja's past experiences, the sheer amount of bodies that lay on the ground made his stomach churn.
'What happened here?'
[Unknown.]
'I wasn't... never-mind. [System], is there anyone on this island?'
[No]
'Activate {God Speed Footing}'
Feeling a rush of energy hit his legs, Deja seemed to blink out of existence to all mortal beings around him. Anyone who had surpassed that would have noticed him accelerate to sub-sonic speeds, rapidly approaching the source of mana. The mana in the air thickened, and soon became nearly unbearable. Pushing forward, Deja arrived at the mouth of a cavernous cave. Pushing in, the lights dimmed, restricting Deja's sight.
'[System], create a skill that allows me to see in the dark.'
[Generating skill... Skill {Mana Sense} Created. {Aura Sense} and {Mana Sense} able to be merged. Proceed?]
'Yes.'
[Created Skill {Sixth Sense}]
The room instantly seemed to lighten up, allowing Deja to see every crack and crevice in the rocks. With the white and gray tones of the cave, it seemed as if everything had become black and white... Until he saw the dragon.
"Holy Shit."
There, in the middle of the cavernous room, was what seemed to be an adult dragon, heavily injured and surrounded by corpses. The twinkling scales mystified Deja as they shifted colors from red to black, to blue, to yellow, then back to pink. Laying splayed out next to the dragon was its wings, however, once they had been cut off, it seemed as though the colors of their scales dimmed. Unlike the rest of the body, the detached wings did not shift between multiple colors. The ragged breath of the dragon heated the cave, making the already burning heat warmer.
'[System], generate a skill that allows me to check information on another being, please.'
[Generated Skill {Information}]
'Use skill {Information} on the Dragon.'
[Unable to use skill {Information} on selected target.]
'What? Why!?'
Just as Deja asked that, a gravely voice rang out through the cavern.
"So, you're the one."