In the depths of the void, where time held no sway and space seemed to fold upon itself, a soul stirred from its slumber. Awareness flickered to life within the darkness, a whisper of consciousness emerging from the depths of oblivion. And in that moment, the soul knew that he had been reborn.

With a jolt, the soul's senses surged into existence, his mind awakening from the abyss of unconsciousness. Yet, as he attempted to orient himself within the boundless expanse of nothingness, he realized that he was not alone. A sensation of confinement enveloped him, a tight embrace that pressed against his form from all sides.

Panic surged through the soul's veins as he struggled against the confines of his prison, his heart pounding within his chest. Gasping for breath, he clawed at the darkness, desperate to break free from the suffocating embrace that held him captive. And then, with a sudden burst of movement, he felt something shift beneath his touch—a fragile shell, encasing him in its fragile embrace.

Realization dawned upon the young soul as he traced the contours of his prison with trembling fingers. He was inside an egg—a vessel of rebirth, cradled within the womb of the void. With newfound determination, he pressed against the confines of his prison, each movement a testament to his will to break free from the shackles of his former existence.

And then, with a resounding crack, the egg shattered around him, fragments of shell cascading into the darkness like shards of obsidian. Gasping for breath, the soul emerged from his embryonic cocoon, his body slick with the remnants of his confinement. Blinking against the sudden influx of light, he found himself bathed in a soft, ethereal glow—a beacon of hope amidst the endless expanse of the void.

Confusion gripped the newborn as he emerged from the depths of unconsciousness, his voice a hoarse whisper amid the swirling chaos. "What in the world—" he began, interrupted by a fit of coughing, his senses assaulted by unfamiliarity. As the newborn's strength gradually returned, he stumbled towards a nearby pool of shimmering water, drawn by an inexplicable pull. Gazing into the reflective surface, his breath caught in his throat at the sight that greeted him. Amidst the rippling waves, his own image stared back—a majestic black dragon, its scales as dark as midnight, its form imposing yet graceful.

But it was the eyes that held him transfixed. Twin orbs of brilliant blue, they gleamed with an inner light, casting a mesmerizing glow upon the surrounding darkness. the newborn blinked in astonishment, disbelief coursing through his veins. "Holy—!" The newborn's words caught in his throat as realization struck. "I'm a dragon." As if in response to his revelation, a shimmering holographic screen materialized before him, adding another layer of astonishment to his already surreal awakening.

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The newborn's voice trembled with uncertainty as he surveyed his surroundings, his mind racing to grasp the surreal nature of his situation. "Is this a System?" he mused aloud, his words tinged with disbelief. "Am I in a game, or did I die in my previous life?"

His thoughts churned like turbulent waters, grappling with the implications of his newfound existence. Was this the afterlife, a realm where the rules of mortality no longer applied? Or had he been thrust into some elaborate simulation, a pawn in a cosmic game beyond his comprehension?

As he pondered the enigma before him, a flicker of movement caught his eye—a glimmer of light amidst the darkness. With a gasp of astonishment, he watched as a holographic screen materialized before him, its surface pulsating with ethereal energy.

The newborn's heart pounded in his chest as he approached the holographic display, his curiosity eclipsing his apprehension. Was this the answer to his questions, a conduit to understanding the mysteries of his rebirth? With trembling fingers, he reached out to touch the shimmering interface, his mind ablaze with a hunger for knowledge.

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The newborn's heart raced with a heady mix of anticipation and trepidation as he tentatively navigated the holographic interface before him. With a cautious touch, he accessed the enigmatic status window that beckoned him, its ethereal glow pulsating with an irresistible allure.

As the screen unfurled before his eyes, he found himself ensnared by a symphony of colors and symbols, each one a tantalizing glimpse into the depths of his newfound existence. His breath caught in his throat as he beheld the intricate web of information that sprawled before him, a tableau of his own essence laid bare in all its complexity.

Name:???????

Race: Ancient Dragon (Hatchling)(True Dragon Bloodline)

Level: 1

Experience: 0/100

Attributes:

* Strength: 15

* Dexterity: 12

* Constitution: 18

* Intelligence: 20

* Wisdom: 16

* Charisma: 14

Skills:

* Elemental Breath: Level 1

* Flight: Level 1

* Claw Slash: Level 1

* Arcane Knowledge: Level 1

* Voice of the World (System): Level 1

Abilities:

* Dragon Scales: Provides natural armor against physical attacks.

* Draconic Aura: Inspires fear or awe in lesser beings.

* Draconic Bloodline: Has a much longer life span than any other race.

* Elemental Immunity: Makes the holder immune to any elemental affinity he holds.

* Elemental Affinity (Fire): Increases damage and control over fire-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Water): Increases damage and control over water-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Light): Increases damage and control over light-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Dark): Increases damage and control over dark-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Lightning): Increases damage and control over lightning-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Earth): Increases damage and control over earth-based abilities.

* Elemental Affinity (Wind): Increases damage and control over wind-based abilities.

"Is this normal, or did I just luck out?" pondered the newborn, his voice a mixture of bewilderment and curiosity as he surveyed the surreal landscape before him. His mind whirled with questions, each one more confounding than the last. Was it common for newborn dragons to awaken in such a manner, or had he stumbled upon some stroke of extraordinary fortune?

As he mulled over the enigma of his circumstances, a sense of unease crept over him, a nagging doubt that lingered at the edge of his consciousness. Just as he began to contemplate the possibility of seeking answers elsewhere, the ground beneath him trembled, a low rumble echoing through the air like the distant roar of thunder.

His heart quickened in his chest as he braced himself against the shifting terrain, his senses heightened by the looming sense of anticipation that hung in the air. Something big was approaching, he realized—a presence of immense power and magnitude that sent shivers down his spine.

With a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, the newborn prepared himself for whatever might come, his instincts sharp and alert. Whatever awaited him on the horizon, he was ready to face it head-on, his resolve unshakeable amidst the uncertainty of the unknown.

The newborn's heart skipped a beat as a soothing voice, rich with wisdom and kindness, resonated through the air, cutting through the tension like a beacon of reassurance. "Calm down, young one. It's just I, your humble guardian," the voice echoed, its gentle cadence washing over him like a warm embrace. With each word, the newborn felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had known this presence all his life.

As the echoes of the voice faded into the ether, the air shimmered with a vibrant energy, and before his eyes, a figure emerged—a dragon with scales as red as the flames of a roaring inferno. Its form was majestic and imposing, yet there was a kindness in its gaze that belied its fearsome appearance.

The newborn's breath caught in his throat as he beheld the dragon before him, his senses overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of its presence. It was unlike anything he had ever seen—a creature of legend and myth, brought to life before his very eyes.

With a graceful movement, the dragon approached, its steps slow and deliberate, as if mindful of the newborn's fragile state. As it drew nearer, the newborn could see the wisdom etched into its ancient eyes, a testament to the countless eons it had witnessed.

"Welcome to the world, young one," the dragon spoke, its voice a rumble that seemed to reverberate through the very earth itself. "I am Kael your guardian, entrusted with guiding and teaching you how to become a majestic dragon. Fear not, for you are safe in my care."

At the sound of its words, a sense of peace washed over the newborn, his fears and uncertainties melting away in the presence of his guardian. For in that moment, amidst the towering figure of the dragon and the gentle echoes of its voice, he knew that he was not alone—that he had found a friend and protector in this vast and wondrous world.