A dark-haired young man stood in a dark, starry sky, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking like someone ready for the office.
Ahem! Before the story continues, let me just give you a little filler about my life.
My name is Daniel. I'm from Planet Earth, and I'm a Nigerian
If you're from Earth, say, "Yo."
If you're a Nigerian, say, "Sup."
I'm a graduate with first-class honors and a good job. I'm also a fan of novels and anime. I even got the opportunity to travel to China to learn about their fascinating mythology.
As for my greatest achievement? Being rejected by 99 ladies. It's a great achievement because I'm sure no one else has been rejected like that.
I lived my life this way until truck-kun decided to visit me.
"Where am I?" Daniel looked around, realizing he was in a strange, starry sky.
"Is this heaven or hell?"
"What the hell is this place?"
"Young man," an unknown, unfamiliar voice startled him, and he quickly turned around.
"Sh*t!"
Immediately, Daniel laid eyes on what was behind him and cursed, closing his eyes tightly.
The Bible says…
[Reciting Bible scripture and praying]
[Speaking in tongues]
He spent an unmeasurable amount of time doing this. Time didn't seem to exist in this place.
Finally, he opened one eye to peek, only to slump to the ground in despair—the creature was still there.
As for what it was...
It was a colossal creature, long like a serpent, with black scales, whiskers, antler-like horns, and bat-like wings. Each black scale seemed to devour everything around it. Its eyes were like black holes.
Anyone who recognized this creature would utter only one word: Dragon.
"I never thought I would be lucky enough to meet someone with both the Devouring Soul and the Devouring Body," the dragon said, its voice resonating like it came from ancient times
Daniel, trembling, cried out, " Satan, don't eat me! I'm like sh*t!" He knelt, tears flowing like water and snot dripping from his nose.
"Who wants to hurt you?" the dragon asked, confused.
Daniel, still crying, suddenly stopped. "You… you don't want to eat me?"
The dragon laughed at Daniel's words. "Who wants to eat you? I want to give you my inheritance."
"Really? How about you make an oath that you won't hurt me?" Daniel said suspiciously.
The dragon sighed helplessly at Daniel's words. For beings like it, a word was as binding as a promise. Yet here was this human demanding an oath.
The dragon swore an oath to calm Daniel's mind.
As the dragon spoke the oath, a crafty look flashed through Daniel's eyes.
"Old geezer, so what's up with your inheritance?" Daniel's demeanor changed instantly, smiling as if he and the dragon had been lifelong friends.
Black lines appeared on the dragon's forehead. "Who is the old geezer?"
"You," Daniel replied casually.
"Impudent! I am the Devouring Dragon God! Wherever my name is spoken, terror reigns!" the Dragon God roared angrily.
"A Dragon God? If so, why are you just a remnant soul?" Daniel smiled slyly.
"Wait, how do you know?" the Dragon God asked, shocked.
"So I was right," Daniel muttered. The Dragon God felt helpless, realizing it had been outsmarted.
"It seems cultivation or magic is real," Daniel said to himself.
He had always been a fan of novels and anime, his companions during tough times. This situation felt eerily similar to a classic plot where someone is summoned by a goddess (or something similar) to save their world.
"But I wonder why it wasn't a goddess but a god. I would have started my conquest of creating a goddess harem," he thought.
The Dragon God twitched. It could literally hear Daniel's thoughts. "What kind of human did I summon here?"
As the Dragon God, if anyone ever had the opportunity to see him, they would be overcome with awe and envy. But here was someone cursing him for summoning him.
"Old geezer, so which world am I saving?" Daniel rubbed his hands together, eager to reincarnate into another world. His first mission: start a harem—a harem of beauties.
This was the mission he had made for himself.
The Dragon God, hearing his thoughts, twitched in anger. He wanted to discipline Daniel but remembered the oath not to harm him, leaving him utterly helpless.
"Not a world, it's the Dragon Clan," the Dragon God said, his body radiating sadness. Anyone who felt it would cry unknowingly.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The Dragon God was shocked to see Daniel climbing onto his body.
"I want to sit and rest," Daniel said sheepishly. "My legs are sore from standing."
The Dragon God, hearing this, felt like coughing blood. Only his dignity and the oath kept him from beating Daniel senseless.
Such an unprincipled boy!
The Dragon God snorted and transformed into a human form. His dark hair cascaded like a waterfall, and his dark eyes resembled still black holes. Two lumps on his forehead gave him an imposing yet otherworldly aura. He was the embodiment of perfection.
"I thought you'd be as black as me," Daniel muttered.
The Dragon God, who had just transformed, felt anger bubbling up inside him.
"Old geezer, did your enemy beat you up? Is that why you've got those lumps?" Daniel tilted his head, scrutinizing the bumps on the Dragon God's head.
Black lines appeared on the Dragon God's forehead. He had never been this angered in his life.
With a wave of his hand, the Dragon God sent Daniel's body flying far away before making it stationary at a safe distance.
Daniel pouted, seeing the distance between them. The Dragon God felt his anger subside slightly.
"Young man, as I was saying," the Dragon God coughed, "I need your help to revive the Dragon Clan back to its peak—"
"I get it, I get it. But in my world, nothing comes for free," Daniel interrupted. "I'm sure for the Dragon Clan to be eliminated, your enemy must be on par with the former Dragon Clan at its peak. If I help you, I'll get caught up in the karma and end up being chased by your enemies."