Mike groaned as sunlight peeked through his mansion's grand windows. He stretched lazily, rolling onto his side before sitting up. The dream from last night was still fresh in his mind.
"Drakos Fang, huh?" he muttered.
As he got out of bed and stepped outside, his eyes widened.
A large wooden sign stood at the center of the village, engraved with bold letters:
Welcome to Drakos Fang
Mike blinked. "Wait… it wasn't just a dream?"
Loran and Kiera, who were standing nearby, noticed his reaction.
Kiera smirked. "Morning, my lord. Like the new name?"
Mike ran a hand through his hair. "You guys already changed everything?"
Loran shrugged. "Nah, the name just… appeared. Like magic."
Mike's eyes narrowed. The System worked fast.
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Checking the Map
Curious, Mike went back inside his mansion and opened his personal map.
The screen flickered, revealing a vast land covered in mist, with only Drakos Fang visible.
But beyond the mist… there were other territories.
Some were small villages, others were larger towns, but all of them were far away.
Mike sighed. "Great. So we're isolated."
Then, he noticed something—one territory was closer than the others.
He tapped on it.
[Territory Discovered: Ironwood Hollow]
A new window popped up, revealing details about the village.
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Ironwood Hollow
Species: Beastkin (Wolf Tribe)
Population: 250
Main Resource: Timber, Hunting
Hostility Level: Neutral
Trade Status: Unavailable
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Mike rubbed his chin. "Beastkin, huh? Wolves, specifically."
Kiera leaned over his shoulder, reading the details. "That's pretty close. Should we check it out?"
Loran grinned. "Might as well. Better to make friends than enemies."
Mike smirked. "Alright then. Time for Drakos Fang's first official visit."
TO BE CONTINUED…