"Here..."

　　"!"

　　Just as I opened my mouth, an unknown liquid entered it.

　　Quickly close your mouth.

　　Slowly remembering, the taste seemed quite good.

　　But why are my eyelids so heavy? It was as if they had been sewn shut.

　　Try to lift your eyelids.

　　No reaction at all, I couldn't open my eyes.

　　For a moment, images of a film I'd seen flashed through my mind; the main character, the kidnapping, the cellar, the specimens, the jars of formalin soaking something.

　　These, strung together, formed the primal fear.

　　Himself... He couldn't have been soaked, could he?

　　The limbs struggled in panic.

　　These hands and feet felt like something was wrong.

　　"~!"

　　The brain prickled without warning.

　　There was no forerunner.

　　An unfamiliar yet massive memory poured into the brain, rough and incomparable.

　　It hurts~!

　　Damn it~ Why is the consciousness so clear, why can't I faint?

　　It hurts~!

　　After slowly getting used to it.

　　When he felt that the tingling sensation transmitted by the brain wasn't as strong anymore, he began to analyse what exactly this information was.

　　Multicoloured dragon...

　　Metallosaurus...

　　...

　　Fallon Continent...

　　Dragon language...

　　....

　　[August Pandora Creel].

　　The tingling stopped when the last message was delivered.

　　August slowly slowed down from the tingling in his brain.

　　He had understood everything about the true dragon heritage he had just received.

　　It turned out that he had now become an underdeveloped Red Fledgling Dragon in a Red Dragon egg.

　　Red dragon hatchling...

　　Multicoloured dragon?

　　A continent?

　　August couldn't help but think about himself in his previous life. How had he died in his previous life?

　　The end of his memory seemed to be his boss's wife making him work overtime...

　　And then there was nothing more.

　　He died of overwork.

　　That's really sad.

　　August was sad about his former life.

　　It was a boring life, since the job had become stable, August had forgotten what happiness was, working overtime every day and then working overtime again.

　　But this life was different.

　　In this life, I am a dragon, the racial ceiling of this world! I, August Pandora Creel!

　　Will live a wonderful life!

　　A deep wave of fatigue hit me, clearly the aftermath of the rough use of my brain just now.

　　Following this wave of tiredness, August fell asleep.

　　A wonderful life begins with a good development.

　　....

　　He opened his eyes.

　　What came into his eyes was a not-so-transparent slime.

　　This time August was calm because he already knew what he was getting into.

　　Now that the body was finished, it was time to break the shell.

　　He opened his dragon kiss and the egg flowed into his mouth.

　　It tasted quite good, quite tasty.

　　This went on until the egg liquid had dropped to half, when August stopped sucking.

　　The dragon's head lifted to look at the top of the red egg shell.

　　Sturdy claws extended, and as the eggshell dissolved, the claws fired a claw and swung up.

　　"Ka~!"

　　With a cracking sound, a large hole burst from the top of the eggshell.

　　A few crumbs of eggshell fell down, and August didn't dodge, letting the crumbs fall on his head.

　　The fiery red vertical pupils showed a hint of confusion.

　　The slender dragon lowered his head and looked down at his claws.

　　The sturdy claws were covered in red dragon scales and had four fingers, each with a sharp black claw.

　　The heritage of the young dragons who broke their shells was painstaking, so why did they make a hole with this claw?

　　Could it be that their strength was too great?

　　No one could answer this confusion.

　　After looking at the claw for a while, August withdrew his eyes and decided to continue breaking the shell.

　　The answer would have to come from his siblings.

　　The colourful litter of young dragons was bound to have a fight to determine the status of older or younger brother.

　　The younger brother would starve, the older would eat.

　　As they continue to break their shells, they raise their claws and widen the opening further with one claw.

　　A few claws down and you can see the large opening at the top of the shell.

　　Almost there.

　　Thinking in his heart, August stretched out his two front claws and grasped the eggshell, the dragon's head following suit and stretching out.

　　With the strength of his whole body, he climbed out of the eggshell a little, until his thick hind legs fell to the ground.

　　As he stood up, a feeling of not being able to spit rose in his throat.

　　August understood in his heart that this was the true name for roaring.

　　The process that every young dragon goes through after breaking its shell, without suppressing itself.

The dragon's head lifted.

"August Pandora Creel~"

　　The childish growl of the dragon's language echoed throughout the cave.

　　After growling out his true name, the feeling in his throat of not being able to spit it out disappeared.

　　The first thing August did when his throat cleared was to look around.

　　First of all, there was no doubt about one of the caves here, August had noticed that when he broke his shell.

　　The dragon's head scanned the area and there was no sign of the Mother of Dragons.

　　This was not good news.

　　If a young dragon didn't have a dragon mother to look after it, the young dragon stage would definitely be very difficult to endure, because young dragons that needed to develop usually had a big appetite, and it wouldn't be so easy to hunt on their own without a dragon mother to look after them.

　　Not many of the continent's magical creatures are vegetarians.

　　Without a mother dragon, it's no different from choosing a game in hell.

　　The head of the dragon turned his eyes and reluctantly continued to scan the circle.

　　There was still no sign of the Mother Dragon.

　　Come on, Hell has opened.

　　With a complicated heart, he accepted the reality.

　　This was indeed the Abandoned Dragon's Gate.

　　Unable to find the Mother of Dragons, August shifted his gaze to the remaining four dragon eggs.

　　Two blue, one black and one white.

　　Staring at the four dragon eggs, August fell into deep thought.

　　Firstly, it was impossible for a female dragon to lay three different coloured dragon eggs.

　　Then there was only one reason why this could happen.

　　The Crystal Dragon!

　　A gem dragon species hated by the five-coloured female dragons.

　　There is information about this dragon in the True Dragon Legacy.

　　According to August, Crystal Dragons are a maternal race of dragons that like to raise young dragons, but don't like to give birth themselves, so they go after other dragons.

　　Metallosaurus was the first to be eliminated, as it was in the same formation and not a good place to start.

　　After eliminating Metallosaurus, there is only one option left, Multicoloured Dragon~.

　　Multicoloured Dragons are evil by nature, and they don't need to feel the slightest bit guilty about stealing.

　　It was obvious that this nest of dragon eggs was the work of a certain Crystal Dragon.

　　Stealing from Crystal Dragons was not always smooth sailing.

　　Sometimes there would be accidents, like being discovered by the person in question or something.

　　Once discovered, a Crystal Dragon could only run away.

　　As for one-on-one combat, none of the other colours could defeat the Crystal Dragons except for the White Dragon.

　　This nest of dragon eggs was quite colourful, and even a red multi-coloured dragon wore the colour.

　　This was obviously a bold Crystal Dragon.

　　There was no need to think about a dragon mother opening or anything else.