Chapter One: The Darkness of Beginning
I opened my eyes to find myself in endless darkness. No sound, no movement, no sensation of anything but emptiness. Fear was natural in such a situation, but it didn't take hold of me. Perhaps the self-control I had trained myself to have was what helped me quickly regain my composure.
I tried looking around and realized I wasn't just a thought drifting in nothingness. I had a body… hands… But what truly caught my attention was a small blue light, about the size of a large apple, floating in the void. Its shades of light and dark intertwined, drawing my gaze.
"Am I dead?"
That was the first thought that crossed my mind. I wasn't sure, but there didn't seem to be any other logical explanation.
"If I'm dead, how did I get here?"
Memories started to flow back. I was twenty-one, a third-year medical student. My life wasn't filled with noise or social connections. I focused solely on my studies, avoiding interaction unless it was absolutely necessary.
Since childhood, I had been introverted, finding solace in books and animals. I had a particular fascination with wild and predatory animals. I loved reading, not just because it filled my time, but because it was my own world. I always imagined myself as a hero in various stories, diving into imaginary worlds where I wielded power and courage.
By the time I was fifteen, I had finished reading most of the classical novels. I was searching for something new. One day, I overheard my classmates discussing an anime. I wasn't interested in the characters they described, but the idea of new fantasy worlds caught my attention. After some research, I immersed myself in watching anime and reading light novels.
I didn't stop there. I became particularly fascinated with Chinese novels about cultivation and self-empowerment. I was captivated by the idea of building strength from scratch, relying solely on oneself, and working hard to achieve the impossible.
I decided to learn Chinese to read the novels in their original language. It took me only six months to become fluent, and I began practicing meditation twice a day. I didn't expect it to grant me supernatural powers, but the sense of mental and physical control was enough for me.
When I turned eighteen, I chose to study veterinary medicine out of my love for animals. I didn't have close friends or relationships, though people often found me attractive. I was tall, standing at 1.9 meters, with long black hair tied in a ponytail and striking blue eyes. Yet, I couldn't find anything appealing in the girls around me; they all seemed shallow to me.
By my third year, I started feeling bored and empty inside. Life seemed "dull." Meditation no longer helped as it once did. On the final day of the semester, I was utterly exhausted. When I got home, I threw myself onto the bed and immediately lost consciousness.
And now, here I am… in this blue darkness.
I don't know how I ended up here, but something inside me tells me that whatever awaits me here will change everything.
The Middle of the Far North.
In the heart of a massive snow-covered mountain, amidst the barren, endless icy lands and majestic snowstorms, there was a vast cave. If an ordinary person were to enter it, they would be amazed by its size—over 100 meters in height and width, extending deep into the mountain for several kilometers. While the sheer size of the cave alone would capture attention, what made this place even more bizarre were the scattered remnants of bones, and the hundreds of severed skeletons, some of which were several dozen meters long.
Deep within this cave, amidst a nest covered by two eggs, stood a massive ice sculpture. Any spiritually enlightened master who saw it would flee as fast as they could. It was a statue of a 90,000-year-old armored ice dragon, no less powerful than the usual spiritual beasts that lived for over 100,000 years, and was considered one of the strongest creatures in the Far North.
The dragon guarded its nest because any spiritual beast, regardless of its strength, could dare to approach the egg and break it. However, it was not only the dragon that attracted attention in this place, but also the eggs. One was large, made of muddy ice that obscured any view of its contents, while the other was a smaller white egg, half the size of the first, both covered with identical scales.
The protagonist's perspective
When I awoke from the coma, I felt a strange suffocation, as if I were surrounded by a sticky liquid pressing against my body. Yes, I had started a new life. Since I was now thinking clearly, I managed to retrieve some of my memories. From the very first moment, I noticed that I had lost the emotional aspect of my memories. Although I had acted only when necessary and disliked showing my feelings, I still experienced them at times.
Perhaps this was for the best, though life seemed dull and colorless to me. My parents loved me, and I loved them. Now, except for a bit of sadness, I felt nothing.
After hours of delving into my memories, I discovered that I had lost all memories prior to the age of nine. Well, losing these memories, along with the emotional aspect of others, was a small price to pay to preserve what remained.
I decided to continue meditating, because now, seemingly, I had nothing to occupy my mind. I would remain a fetus for some time, and I wouldn't be born anytime soon. During my meditation, instead of the usual blue light the size of an apple, I saw a massive blue beam, for I now had a body, albeit undeveloped. Still, I hadn't expected to see spiritual fire, especially of such magnitude.
After a minute of meditation, I decided I was certainly not in the ordinary world. The spiritual fire appeared clearly during my simple meditation, so I decided to intensify and expand it, as I was sure it would be useful to me in the future.
Two days into meditation, I began to feel something external, like thick air. I attempted to absorb part of the spiritual energy and merge it with my fire. After several attempts, I succeeded. The surprise came in the form of physical pleasure, as if a weak electric pulse had passed through my body.
I couldn't stop at that point. I continued absorbing more external energy and sending it to my sister. I noticed a clear change in the size of my spiritual fire—it increased significantly.
After two years:
My progress in growth became evident, not only in my body but also in my understanding of the world around me. I felt that I was probably not human, as I began to feel incredible abilities in my limbs. I was no longer in a normal environment, and it was clear I was in an egg. I couldn't be in my new mother's womb, as my large claws challenged any confined space.
My spiritual fire grew significantly, its size increasing to the point that it rivaled the strength of other dragons. Even my sister, who was in a smaller egg beside me, developed as well. Although there was a size difference between us, it was clear she was growing stronger and larger over time.
The strangest part was that I could sense our mother's presence nearby, as I sent my spiritual energy to her and my sister. When I began sending energy to other places, I discovered that I could "see" the area around my egg better, and to my surprise, I noticed a massive claw and a spiritual fire far larger than my own.
I stopped exploring my growing spiritual abilities because I didn't want to disturb our mother, preferring to immerse myself in our shared development.
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