I swear, if he says one more thing about my intelligence, I might just snap. "I told you not to come too close to your opponent! Are those ears just for display?! If this was a real battle, you'd already be shredded to bits!" The white Dragon, in his human form (which, let's be honest, wasn't much better than his dragon form when it came to scolding), shouted at me from a very safe distance. I could practically hear the smugness in his voice.As soon as he started speaking, I took a step back, like that was going to magically solve everything."Further! You will undeniably be eaten if you are fighting a Dragon and it suddenly transforms into its true self!" He was getting louder now, sounding like he might spontaneously combust from all the anger. "You're right in front of its muzzle!" he yelled. Muzzle? What kind of Dragon is this? A puppy that just got scolded for chewing on the furniture?I jumped backward—again—just to be on the safe side."Now launch your attack like you mean it!" he snapped, throwing his hands up like he couldn't believe the level of incompetence in front of him. "Do I really have to tell you step by step what to do? Is that brain of yours an empty husk?! A baby is significantly more intelligent than you!"I'm sorry, what?! A baby? Seriously? The once-great genius of the world's greatest empire—now reduced to being compared to a brainless baby. What happened to my life? Did I get hit with some kind of stupid stick when I wasn't looking?I clenched my fists, trying to hold it together. Annoyed beyond belief, I conjured a chant less spell out of pure frustration, just to prove a point. A massive ball of crackling electricity, the size of a small boulder, appeared in front of me. With a growl, I launched it straight toward the white Dragon.The thing sped off at the speed of light, but of course, the moment it made contact with his stupid, shiny translucent barrier—bam. It bounced off like a rubber ball, making not even a dent."Is that all you've got?!" the Dragon bellowed. "You have a uselessly infinite mana capacity and yet you're this weak?! I told you to condense the mana and make a more powerful spell!!" He paused, slapped his face in frustration, and then looked back at me. "Do I need to start teaching you the basics again? If time was flowing normally, it's been a million years and you're still absolutely worthless."I clenched my teeth so hard I thought they might shatter. I wasn't about to let him talk to me like that. My pride refused.So much for the almighty Dragon being a good teacher.I forced myself to focus. His words grated on me, but I pushed through the anger and started to condense my mana into something smaller, denser, and more powerful—just like he had said.Right when I was about to finish gathering my mana, a transparent window popped up in front of me, right on cue, like the universe itself was trying to distract me from my rage.Are you kidding me? Right now? This better be good. I couldn't help but wonder if the system had some kind of sick timing, always choosing the worst moments to pop up.Creation Skill has been unlockedCreation Skill: Active skillUser can create any kind of skill they can think of but limited to those that has not existed before and impose it into the world, Can change physics or physical law to make those skills possible if they are not before. Overall, as long as the user is able to think about it, they can create it. User can also combine existing skills to make an advance skillApplication: Physics change, Additional skills, Mana is consumed upon creation base on the skill's ability, Mana consumed will be lesser the more this skill levels upLimitation: If the created skill is not learned with in 24 hours it will disappear, Limited to oneself, Needs to be based on skills one already knows, Abnormally high mana requirement to the created skill until the skill is mastered. Advanced skills may also disappear together with the lower class skills used for combination if not learned in 24 hoursI was taken aback by the phrases I read; isn't this a tad excessive? I mean, I have limitless mana, but is this reasonable? Isn't this a little over the top? However, the hazards are equally excessive.Regardless of my thoughts, one part of my brain is already working on a skill that will be beneficial not just today, but for the rest of my life.A specific skill came to me, and it was vivid in my imagination, so I began to consider the skill's name.HakaiThat name is already takenThe Skill already existsWhat?! Does that mean the skill is already created before?! Did Caden create such a skill before? how come the system had a record of a skill that is in Earth's Japanese language?how about,Final Flash That name is already takenThe Skill already existsKamehamehaThat name is already takenThe Skill already existsSunshineThat name is already takenThe Skill already existsInfinity That name is already takenThe Skill already existsWHAT! Almost all the skills that I know are already taken!Despite my complaints, there isn't much I can do if it claims the skill is already owned by someone else, so I just focused on thinking of a beneficial skill that might be produced and developed on my current skills.Hmm, how about thisWeapon Forgepls work!I prayed earnestly.The new skill weapon Forge is madeWeapon creation: Active skillMana requirement : 100 000 per weaponuser can create weapon from nothing or by shaping the existing matter or energy, they are capable of creating virtually any weapon and however they wish. Depending on what the weapon is made of, it can possess a variety of abilities, and be very effective in both offensive and defensive combatApplication: Concussive force, cutting, matter creation, Image of the weapon must be vivid in the user's minds to create a more sturdy and durable weaponLimitation: Durability of the weapon and how long the weapon lasts may depend on the mastery of the skill (All weapons in the current skill level can only be used for 5 minutes and may be less depending on the damage it receives), weapon's quality depends on the mastery of the user in the weapon skill, weapons created are limited to the weapons the user had already learnedStatus updateStatus update completeSkills: (low)(low)(can't be use due to lack of mana)I just spent all of my mana on a meaningless talent that I won't be able to utilize right now, is that it?!UrghI can't help but groan in annoyance. It was just when I thought I had an Overpowered skill, it turned out to be this useless."Hey what are you doing?! Attack!""I'm Zero, Don't talk to me" I said as I lie down and curled my body into a fetal position."How can that be?" he shouted as he dashed towards me.As soon as he drew close to me, he exclaimed, "What did you do?! How did your mana hit rock bottom?""Don't talk to me," I said, rolling on the floor to escape the obnoxious Dragon.--I was still simmering, my frustration bubbling up like an overcooked pot of soup. He'd been barking at me for what felt like an eternity, treating me like I was the most clueless being on the planet. And honestly, who wouldn't be mad about that? But then, just as I was ready to snap and demand some kind of apology (or at least an explanation for the weird Dragon rage), he did something totally unexpected.He apologized.Not the kind of half-baked apology you get from people who are just trying to get out of trouble. No, he actually sounded sincere. The big, terrifying White Dragon looked at me—his intense golden eyes softening just a little—and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so harsh."At first, I blinked. "Wait, what?" Was he serious? The guy who just tore into me like I was some kind of punching bag was now apologizing? Did I accidentally step into a parallel universe or something?"I was raised... differently," he continued, shifting uncomfortably, his wings twitching slightly as if the apology was physically painful. "My mentors were... blunt. They believed that showing weakness was a death sentence. They trained me to be relentless, to push through everything and everyone, including my own limits. If I didn't, I wouldn't survive."I was quiet for a second, trying to digest what he was saying. "So, you're saying... you were taught to be a drill sergeant Dragon because your mentors thought it would make you stronger?"He nodded, his expression a mix of embarrassment and... something close to regret. "I dont know what that means but that sounds about right, Yes. They were tough, but they believed it was the only way to survive in our world. But it's... it's not the best way. I know that now. I didn't mean to push you so hard. I just... I thought you needed to be better."I stared at him for a moment. This was the same Dragon who'd been yelling at me like he was auditioning for a role in a horror film? The same one who had called me a brainless husk? Now he was explaining that his whole aggressive teaching style came from his childhood? I couldn't help but laugh, not out of mockery, but because it was just so absurd."So, basically, you're a Dragon who was raised like a bootcamp cadet, huh?" I said, raising an eyebrow.He scratched the back of his neck, looking a little sheepish. "I still dont understand what that means but that sounds about right, Pretty much. They didn't have... soft words. And I thought that was how I should teach others too."I couldn't help it. I chuckled. The idea of this big, fearsome Dragon being "taught" to yell at people until they turned into dragons of steel made me laugh more than I probably should have."You're such a mess," I said with a grin. "But, okay. I get it. I'll try not to be too traumatized by your... 'charming' personality."The Dragon's face softened into a surprisingly genuine smile. "I promise I'll be gentler... maybe. But no promises. I'm still a Dragon.""Great," I muttered, shaking my head. "Now I have to train with this guy."But somehow, despite all the yelling and the overwhelming Dragon intensity, I didn't feel quite as mad anymore. Maybe it was because I finally understood a little bit more about where all the intensity came from. Or maybe it was just because he'd apologized and, well... it was kind of hard to stay mad at a guy who looked like he might burst into flames any second but was actually trying to be better."Alright, alright," I said, trying to keep my tone light. "I'll take your apology... but next time, maybe try a little less 'yell' and a little more 'nice Dragon teacher,' huh?"He chuckled, shaking his head. "No promises. But I'll try to tone it down. At least a little.""Good enough for me," I replied, finally starting to feel a little less frustrated. He might have been a tough, yelling machine, but there was something about his apology that made him seem... a bit more relatable. Which, considering he was a massive Dragon, was saying something.--One of our "rest days" (which, let's be real, who even knows how long I've been stuck in this weird time loop at this point?) was dragging on, just like every other day. But hey, at least we had some routine going, right? We called it a "rest day," but I'm still not convinced it counts as one since we didn't exactly get to do anything normal. But whatever. It made it feel like I was actually living through a day instead of being stuck in a time warp where hours and days just kind of smooshed together into one big blob. So, you know, progress?Anyway, most of the day was spent just... talking. About life, about stuff, and honestly, just random nonsense. It was a nice change from the weird, endless sparring sessions. And by "talking," I mean me and this giant, grumpy Dragon sitting together—me on the floor, because apparently that's now my thing, and him in his human form, acting like he was too good for the floor. As usual, we were chatting about anything and everything when, out of nowhere, I threw a bomb into the conversation."Did you know that I just got reincarnated in this world?" I blurted out, probably a little too casually for something that's, you know, kind of a big deal.His reaction was priceless. His eyes widened a bit, and his eyebrow twitched, like I'd just told him I was secretly a dragon in disguise. He froze for a moment, clearly processing my words, and I could practically hear the gears turning in his head.After what felt like forever, he blinked and shrugged, as if it all made perfect sense. "I guess that's why you've been surviving without a magic core," he said, like he was just casually solving a puzzle. "When I saw you at the beginning, your soul didn't need mana to be tied down in this world."I swear, this guy could be a walking mystery. One minute, he's acting like a giant, petulant child, and the next, he's making connections I didn't even think about. I stared at him, trying to make sense of his response."Wait, hold up," I said, eyebrows raised. "You believe me?"He tilted his head at me like I was the weird one here. "Were you lying to me again?"I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Hahaha nope, it's real! I just can't believe you'd believe me that easily."It felt... nice, honestly. Talking about my life from Earth to someone who wasn't going to laugh it off or call me crazy. Like, I could actually share it without feeling like a freak. It was almost like confessing something deep, like some long-kept secret, but it wasn't heavy. It was light. Easy.And so, I just kept going."Well," I said, looking up at the ceiling as if it could give me some answers, "when I was on Earth, I was an orphan. Never really knew who my parents were... they left me outside the orphanage. So, yeah, I grew up there. And for some reason, nobody wanted me. I was that kid... the abandoned one. You know, the kind nobody picks, like a forgotten toy. But I found solace in reading. Books, manga, manhwa... novels. It was like I could escape into another world. And heck, I even wrote my own story. It was... I don't know, comforting? A way to feel like I had control over something in my life."I paused, remembering the exhaustion of those days."Anyway, one day, after a long day of work and yelling from my superiors (yep, my work life was super fun), I was just sitting there, writing my novel, and... I fell asleep. You might be thinking, 'Why were you writing a novel after work?' Well, I don't know. It was the one thing that made me feel like I had power, like I was the one who got to decide what happened. You know? It was addicting, that feeling of control."I looked over at the dragon, who was now listening intently, and I felt a weird sense of relief just... saying it out loud. I hadn't even realized how much I needed to talk about it."That's the last memory I have," I continued. "I was just writing... and then, bam, I woke up here. In your world. As the only princess of an empire I don't even remember asking to be part of. And honestly, I don't know what happened or why I ended up here. But ever since I got here, I've been asking myself one question: Why? Why me? What's my purpose?"There was a long silence after I finished. The kind of silence where I almost regretted saying anything, thinking maybe I was oversharing. But then I felt his eyes on me, and I didn't want to take it back."So... you were just... writing your story when you fell asleep and ended up here?" he asked, breaking the silence with a somewhat baffled look.I nodded. "Yep. That's pretty much it. I was just some random, ordinary person with an ordinary life... and now here I am, surrounded by dragons, royalty, and magic. Like, what happened? Did I die? Was it fate? I don't know..."He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "That's a lot to take in," he said, sounding surprisingly serious. Then, he smirked. "I don't know about you, but this world is a whole lot more interesting than writing novels. Maybe you should consider sticking around and seeing what happens next specially after we get out of here"I couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, maybe I should. But right now, it feels like I'm just trying to survive, not live.""You'll get there," he said with a shrug. "We all just have to figure out what we're supposed to do with our lives, right? Even dragons don't know everything. Some of us just wing it. You'll find your purpose, eventually."I stared at him for a second, feeling something like gratitude creeping up. Even the grumpy old dragon had a point.--The Skill imbiber levels up as a result of the new skills and my mana capacity, which we had assumed was boundless, now had numerical values. We sparred, as described in the skill specifications for the Imbiber. I was able to fully regain my lost mana after getting the dragon's breath, which, of course, did not kill me because of the nature of this space."Wow you can actually recharge your mana using my Breathe?" The Dragon awed as he looked at me[Using the skill: mana capacity reached its limit][Mana: 1 000 000][Weapon Forge has been activated][Mana: 900 000]after seeing the notification a whip sword just like Valentina appeared in my hand"Let's spar" I said with a grin--Despite my best efforts, I was unable to break through the Dragon's barrier. I'm depressed once more. Maybe after I get out, I'll utilize the weapon forge skill? But it's now meaningless because I have a low weapon mastery and poor variable stats compared to the dragon. It feels bleak.After extinguishing his flaming sword, the Dragon stated, "I think humans feed their inferiority by manufacturing devastating weapons like that, but no matter how exquisite a weapon is or how useless it is depends on the wielder.""My master said the same thing, a legendary weapon in the hands of a child is worthless.""You have a knowledgeable master, and I can tell he is highly skilled based on your swordsmanship.""It's not a He, but a She, my master is a woman," I said"Really? My bad, ladies in my time were only used to produce male heirs; if a woman is unable to have a male child, she is condemned or wasted.""Wait, hold up," I said, eyes wide. "You're telling me that in your time, women were only good for making male heirs? And if they couldn't do that, they were 'condemned or wasted'?!"He nodded, completely oblivious to how wrong that sounded in my head. His face was as serious as a dragon could be, like he was recounting an ancient history lesson."Yeah, that's how it went. The strong ones had to make sure there were future generations to take over," he said matter-of-factly, like he wasn't discussing something barbaric, but just regular Tuesday night conversation.I blinked at him a couple of times, trying to wrap my head around it. "You... really think that's okay?"He tilted his head and stared at me, clearly puzzled by my reaction. "Well, of course. The continuation of the bloodline is sacred. The strongest must produce heirs, and if a woman couldn't... well, she had no use."My jaw practically hit the floor. "Wow. Just... wow. And here I thought I had it bad in my world." I shook my head, trying to keep my tone light even though my brain was processing a whole lot of not okay thoughts.I stood up and paced a bit, trying to figure out how to respond. "I get that your culture is different, but, like... that's messed up, even for dragons. People—especially women—are so much more than just their ability to have kids, right?"He looked confused for a moment, clearly trying to digest my words. "Hmm... That's true. But the legacy, the future of our kind, that's important. I mean... I don't think anyone would just throw away a person for being a person... just for not doing one thing.""Yeah, well, that's what I'm trying to say!" I threw my hands up, feeling a little exasperated. "Women—people—have value beyond just being the means to an end. They're not objects to be used for one single purpose!"The white dragon, still in his human form, rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, his eyes flicking between me and the floor, clearly unsure of what to say next. "Okay, okay. I get it now. My bad... that wasn't how I meant it to sound."I gave him a pointed look. "You should probably rethink how you phrase things in the future. That was borderline creepy.""Yeah, I'll work on that," he said sheepishly.For a moment, it was quiet. Then, after a beat, he smirked, trying to lighten the mood. "But you know... if you ever have a kid, no pressure or anything, but I do hope it's a future ruler of the dragons. Could use some strong heirs around here."I was unable to process what he said and I'm in the middle of trying to wrap my head around it when he suddenly slashed my neck, which resulted to me dying and losing consciousness for a few minutes--I was still reeling from the ridiculousness of what he just said about "future rulers of dragons" when suddenly—slash.My vision went blurry, and I felt an intense, sharp pain sear through my neck. I stumbled back, my hand instinctively going to the spot where the gash had opened, but it was too late.The world around me spun as I felt my life force draining away.And then... nothing.I was out cold.When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the odd, dry taste in my mouth, and the light pain in my neck. I groaned, sitting up, only to find the white dragon casually leaning against the wall, looking as if nothing had happened."Really? You're just gonna slash me and then sit there like it's no big deal?" I snapped, rubbing my neck, which was thankfully not as bad as I thought it would be. His slashes were usually more... final.He didn't even flinch at my tone. "Hey, I had to see if you were paying attention. You weren't, so... mission accomplished.""Mission?!" I exclaimed, hands throwing themselves up in exasperation. "You nearly killed me, and your mission was to—what? Make sure I'm awake for your creepy royal heirs comment?!"He gave me a lazy smirk, as if he thought this was all some weird game. "Well, you weren't listening to me earlier, so I figured a little shock therapy would get your attention.""Shock therapy? You beheaded me!" I fumed. "That's not how you teach someone not to make bad jokes, you idiot!"He just shrugged, his usual carefree grin spreading across his face. "Eh, you're fine, right? Still alive? And now, you're definitely paying attention."I let out a frustrated sigh. I couldn't decide if I was mad, amused, or just... resigned to the madness of it all."I'm really starting to question my choices here," I muttered under my breath, still glaring at him. But deep down, I couldn't help but laugh a little at the absurdity of it all. "Relax," he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "It's not like I killed you on purpose. I mean, not for real. You'll be fine in like, what, ten minutes?""Maybe twenty," I shot back. "But I'm not talking to you for the rest of the day, deal?"He gave a dramatic sigh. "Aw, c'mon! You can't stay mad at me for long. It's impossible!""You'd be surprised," I muttered, but there was a tiny smile tugging at the corner of my lips.For all the weirdness, danger, and insanity of this place, I couldn't help but feel a strange kind of... comfort. Maybe it was the ridiculousness of the situation or the fact that I wasn't completely alone, but despite everything, it felt like—maybe, just maybe—I was starting to find a sense of belonging in this bizarre, twisted little world of dragons, near-death experiences, and weirdly funny conversations.--I honestly had no clue how long I'd been stuck here. It felt like an eternity, like time didn't even exist anymore. But on the plus side (I guess?), all that infinite time had given me plenty of room to get better at my skills—so much so that I started wondering if I was still even human anymore."I believe the day when you will beat me is approaching near," the Dragon said, in his huge, terrifying Dragon form, casually tossing the words out like he wasn't an overgrown lizard that could probably swallow me whole.I didn't say anything. I didn't need to. I knew it was coming. I could feel it—those countless sparring sessions, the three ties in a row, my growing power. It was only a matter of time.Then, totally out of the blue, I decided to ask, "What will you do when we leave?"He looked at me for a moment before responding with a voice that made it sound like he was talking about a walk in the park. "Well, I'll find my kin.""Wow, not even a 'hey, what about you?'" I shot back, already smirking. "Won't you ask me what I'm going to do once I'm out of here?"He shrugged. "What difference does it make?"I dramatically placed my hand over my heart. "So, after all this time together, you don't even feel one tiny little bit of affection for me? What a heartless Dragon," I whined, trying to make it sound dramatic and hurt when, honestly, I was secretly laughing inside at how absurd this whole situation was.He didn't respond. He just stared at me, all calm and collected—probably wondering why I was making such a big deal out of nothing. But here's the thing: despite all my sarcasm, I couldn't shake the feeling that this might be the last time we were going to have a conversation like this.A weird lump formed in my throat, and I couldn't quite put my finger on why that thought stung more than it should.I started pacing, trying to shake the weird feeling off, when I noticed the Dragon suddenly shift, and before I even had time to blink, he was on the move.I instinctively leapt backwards, landing gracefully on my feet. The guy didn't even wait for me to catch my breath before launching a barrage of ice darts in my direction. I barely had time to react, sidestepping a couple, but one grazed my arm, sending a sharp pain through my body."Are you really so excited to leave already?!?" I yelled, half-joking, half-exasperated. I mean, could he not be a little more sensitive? Not everyone is as cool-headed as he is. (Not that I'd admit that out loud.)He didn't answer. Of course. Instead, he just kept throwing spells at me—ice, fire, wind, whatever he felt like. I quickly built a barrier to defend myself, but it wasn't strong enough to block all of it. A few spells still slipped through, hitting me with an icy chill that made me hiss in pain."Ugh, this thoughtless Dragon!" I grumbled, annoyed at how casually he was wrecking me.I was barely hanging on, but despite the pain, I couldn't help but laugh a little. It was as if he was treating this like a regular sparring match when I was over here, trying to process all these complicated feelings about our... friendship?And, you know, the fact that I might never see him again.But hey, if there's one thing I've learned from all this—aside from the fact that he's way stronger than me and probably enjoys seeing me struggle—it's that I needed to stop overthinking things. Maybe it was just the situation, the tension, or the strange bond we'd formed in this weird, trapped place. Either way, I wasn't ready to say goodbye to this... weird dragon.But first, I needed to stop him from turning me into a frozen popsicle. One problem at a time, right?[The skill had been activated][Gate: Active skillMana requirement: 1 per gateuser can open infinite amounts of gate, that can transport the user to another location or anything and anyone with the users permission.application: Opening gates/portalslimitation: The gates can only be created within the users line of sight][The skill had been activated][The skill had been activated][Spatial dimension: Active skilla pocket of space that is exclusively for the user onlyApplication: can store 250,000 itemslimitation: for non living things only][The forged weapons has successfully been stored in the spatial dimension][The spacial dimension had successfully been connected to the gates][250 000 whipswords are ready to be released, would you like to proceed?][Yes or no]Along with the pop-up messages, 250 000 blue portals form around the Dragon, with the tip of a whip blade poking through each portal. Those whip swords will be released from the gateway like bullets from a pistol if I proceed with the action.But before doing that I have to destroy the Dragon's barrier, so I made various balls of electricity and water around me and sent all of it to the Dragon.The Dragon created a massive vortex that ate up all of the electricity and water spheres I tried to send him. The tornado is now engulfed in flames caused by the collision of two electric balls, and it is fast approaching me. I dashed to my right and unleashed a torrent of water on the raging fire tornado, which absorbed the entire thing as if it had never existed in the first place.I created earth and stone gigantic golems as I rushed breathlessly. Three of them charged at the Dragon, while the other two ran for the Dragon's hind legs, wielding the whip sword I had given them earlier.With superhuman strength, five huge golems attack the Dragon's Barrier. The Dragon also attacked them with various spells, but all were ineffectual, especially against the stone golem.This was the perfect opportunity for me to create my ultimate magic.Even though the tornado had been quenched, the golden ceiling had already been abruptly covered with thunder clouds. The wind is also raging like crazy. The powerful wind is also sweeping the couches and other items around the room. The earth began to tremble like an earthquake, and different fractures appeared on the formerly smooth golden floor.My mana is already depleting, despite the fact that the spell is only halfway complete.When the Dragon breathed, the golems who had surrounded him before dissolved like ice cream, and the golden floor turned to magma. Despite the fact that I was not hit by his strike, my mana instantly spikes up automatically.[Using the skill: Mana capacity reached its limit]As a result, the bizarre magic I was casting continued. Various tornadoes, both small and large, developed, as blinding lightning continued to pour from the thunder clouds like rain.[The skill has been activated][Storm brewer: Active skillMana requirement: 800000The mage that is proficient with handling attributes, especially elemental attributes can summon a storm disaster.Application: Storm creation, Storm is maintained for 1 hourLimitation: must be a mage with vast knowledge and mastery over elemental attributes such as fire, wind, earth and water. User will suffer from fatigue and exhaustion of stamina and mana after use.]The Dragon's Barrier was targeted by the lightning that continued to pour like rain, as well as the tornadoes. The Dragon in the center of the disaster stopped casting spells and tightened its barrier, but he was unable to maintain it due to a lack of mana caused by the Dragon's breath earlier. As a result, he switched from defense to offense.The Dragon endured the damage from the lightning and the tornado and focused on recharging its Dragons breathe.I couldn't pass up the opportunity, so as soon as the barrier was removed, I released the whip swords from the portals, and sharp swords rained down on the vulnerable Dragon, some of which did not puncture his skin, while others became stuck. The Dragon staggered, and his Dragon's breath had been interrupted in its recharging.I'm also out of mana, so all the portals I established earlier closed on their own, but the storm raged on, lightning continued to strike, and the swords that became caught on his flesh became conductors, double the lightning's damage.The storm continued until the time limit was reached. The Dragon, who was previously standing on his four legs, is now lying on the floor, gasping and groaning every time a bolt of lightning strikes a sword lodged in his body.The scene made my heart ache, so I unconsciously held my breath and my heart.What exactly are you up to? The storm is almost over; all that's left is for you to deliver the final blow.The Dragon's voice suddenly spoke in my brain, sounding feeble and out of breath, pricking my heart once more.but I knew what I had to do, despite not knowing the result, I knew what I had to do.[The skill had been activated]My last drop of mana resulted in the reappearance of a whip sword in my hands.I took a step towards the Dragon, right into the middle of the storm. Despite this, there was no thunder or tornado on my route, so I strolled calmly towards him.With his obsidian black eyes fixed on me the entire time, I had no idea what he was thinking, or if he wanted me to stop or if he wanted to tell me something, but I knew what I had to do.My heart fell as warm liquid flowed down my cheeks, but I knew I had to do it. Even though I'm not sure if he'll be able to resurrect after this.As soon as I got close to his heart, I raised my blade and gave him one last look, but to my surprise, he wasn't looking at me; instead, he closed his eyes, ready to die.I tightened my grasp on the sword's hilt and channeled all of the remaining mana into bolstering my strength and attack power.[The skill has been activated]I looked straight to where his beating heart was[The skill has been activated][Dragon eyes: Active skillThe user is capable of transforming its eyes to that of a Dragon and will be able to see the world in the perspective of a Dragon. A gift from a Dragon master to its discipleApplication: Heightened sight, Illusion immunity, enhanced accelerated perception, enhanced cognition and comprehension, enhanced brain processing ability, night visionLimitations: Limited to the user only]The pop-up notice surprised me. I closed my eyes and saw something incredible when I glanced at the dragon again.I was staring at him as if he were an X-ray, with all of his bones, muscles, nerves, and even nerve impulses visible! Other organs are visible as well. I looked at his chest again, where his heart was, and saw a large heart, but it was covered with something hard, like a rock, unlike a normal heart.Despite my astonishment, I continued to bring the weapon down to his heart, where it became stuck on the hard membrane around the heart, so I used the last of my mana to cover the sword with electricity, which caused the membrane to break and the sword to dig deeper, piercing the Dragon's heart.The heart eventually stopped beating, and I was already drained and tired on the floor.I'm drowsy because I sensed my consciousness fading. For the first time in a long time, my body did not regenerate to its regular state as it usually does. The concept made me feel a little thrilled inside.Right before losing consciousness, A message popped up[You have successfully fulfilled the requirements to break the Dragon seal]