“Dragons are truly fascinating and marvelous creatures! They take hundreds of years to mature and never stop growing! The average adult dragon is considered to be around 200 years old, 21 meters long and as powerful as one of the X-ranked adventurers. An Ancient Dragon on the other hand is over 700 years old, a hundred meters long and as strong as a whole party of X Ranks!

But there are a lot stronger ones out there! Legends say that a dragon once reached the age of 4000! he was apparently so big, he could eat whole mountains and even the gods were not safe from him! That's why the legends call him 'Godeater Dragon'. Sadly, we will never know if this legend is true or not, because this poor thing was imprisoned deep underground by the gods for devouring one of them.”

-From Jeff Rutherions 'Dragons are cool!'

*Sirius POV*

I wake up, at least I think I do. Looking at my surroundings I'm probably just dreaming right now. Come to think of it, that's the first dream I have since I became an undead. We don't sleep, which is a blessing and a curse on the same time.

I'm inside some strange grey room. At least I think it's a room, I can't actually see any walls or a celling. Heck, I can't even see a ground. That's all because this room is completely grey, and there is not a single shadow. I'm currently sitting on a chair and in front of me is a small table with another chair on the other side. A man, completely shrouded in a strange black material that looks like the night sky is sitting on it. But what's really surprising to me is the big black flame sitting on the table.

This flame is so cold.

“You are pretty calm, huh?” (???)

“One of the advantages for being undead.” (Sirius)

“I see. Well, you are not actually undead right now.”

What is he talking about? Huh? I just noticed something! My arms and body... they are back to normal? I mean I have regained my flesh and skin!

“Don't worry, it's only temporary. You see yourself still as a human, which is why you are portrait as one in here.” (???)

“Where is 'in here' and who are you?” (Sirius)

“This here is your sorry excuse for a soul. Look at it, completely empty, how boing. At least on the Surface. There’s actually something different hidden in here, but only an Aspect will be able to show it to you.” (???)

“…? Is it not supposed to be like that? Is it because of the flame? It kills all other emotion, so I only feel hate.” (Sirius)

“You know exactly that that's a lie. It does burn emotions, but only strong ones that lose control. You still feel angry sometimes, but just not a lot. You still feel joy sometimes, but just not a lot. You are not emotionless or anything, just very numb and cold” (???)

“…” (Sirius)

“Ah come on! Don't pretend to be surprised or anything, I mean just look at your recent actions. You act like those fairies are pissing you off but in truth you don't mind them really, do you? They are a pretty funny bunch after all. At least if they are not possessed by one of those nasty 'divine souls'” (???)

“…Answer my question. Who are you?” (Sirius)

“Hm? You may call me many names, but I prefer Lucifer” (Lucifer)

“…” (Sirius)

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“Speechless? No wonder, Haha!” (Lucifer)

“I thought you'd be... more godly? I mean you look like a beggar with a magical cloak.” (Sirius)

“…” (Lucifer)

“Speechless? No wonder. So why are we here?” (Sirius)

“Well, I wanted to ask you something. Tell me Sirius, what is it you desire? What is your goal? What do you truly 'live' for? People like you, that get resurrected by the forgotten sin usually just have revenge in their mind. They kill their target or die trying and even if they succeed they don't live much longer. Some kill themselves and others live for a few years before their flame goes out and they lose their soul, becoming one of the many mindless undead on this world. But you are different. Not only did you not kill yourself, but your flame did not shrink in the slightest! No, instead it even kept growing and growing! Why is that so, Sirius?” (Lucifer)

“…My Goals? I don't know.” (Sirius)

“What do you mean, you don't know?! Tell me Sirius, what is it that you want to do!” (Lucifer)

“I guess I want to see how far I can get? I'm also curious about what I can become in the future.” (Sirius)

“…Is that all? You killed hundreds of people, most of them innocent to just 'see where this is going'? This is not how it works, Sirius! Everyone has a reason to be, everyone has a Goal!” (Lucifer)

“You see, I was forsaken by this world. I was sold off to some shady slave trader and even after getting out and starting a family, my life was just ruined once again. So, I made a decision. I'm not going to let myself be forsaken by this world, instead I'll be the one to forsakes it! Who cares about the living? No one has any value in front of me. I will not care for the faith of this world that betrayed me, that killed me! Everyone is just a stepping stone on my path!” (Sirius)

“…” (Lucifer)

“…” (Sirius)

“You are truly beautiful, Sirius.” (Lucifer)

“…What?” (Sirius)

“YOU will forsake this world? Hahaha! What arrogance! What determination! What, Pride. I have truly chosen the right man to hold my power! Hahaha, this is too funny!” (Lucifer)

“…” (Sirius)

“But be careful, Sirius. You can't win against the world by yourself. You WILL need companions and you WILL need a clear goal sooner or later. Just make sure you choose the right ones.” (Lucifer)

“...Understood. Are we finished now? Can I wake up or something?” (Sirius)

“Hm? Oh, no I don't hold you here, you are just simply sleeping right now and I thought I'll show you your options for your next evolution.” (Lucifer)

“What? Why? And I didn't even absorb the souls inside the ring yet.” (Sirius)

“You turned the whole forest into a dungeon, remember? So, you got some of the souls from the trees.” (Lucifer)

“Some? How many?” (Sirius)

“You were in range for a bit more than 2000 of them. You levelled up 321 times because of it.” (Lucifer)

“Nice! So why are you the one showing me my options then?” (Sirius)

“You'll be asleep for quite a while because I have to change your Attribute. Usually you would just get a random evolution because of that but I know how pissed off you were the last time when you didn't get a choice, so here choose.” (Lucifer)

Lucifer gave me 3 small blue cards that each had a lot of stuff written on them. I take the cards and start reading them.

Lesser Lich of The Cold Winds

Lesser Lich of The Dark Shadows

Less Lich of the Unholy Graves

Let them feel the cold Winds of your soul by choosing this option! Your Frost affinity will rise to even higher levels and your enemies will fear the cold aura coming from you!

+Increase to the Power of Frost Spells!

+Immunity to Frost Spells!

Darkness is your friend and shall consume all that stand in your way! Your Darkness affinity will rise to a high level and your enemies will soon learn, that no one messes with darkness!

+Increase to the Power of Dark Spells!

+Immunity to Dark Spells!

The Undead should stick to themselves! Your Death affinity will rise to a high level and your minions will grow in strength with you!

+Increase to the Power of your minions

+Immunity to Death Spells!

Hm... those options are all really great. I don't think I need any more Ice affinity so let's forget about that for now. Do I choose Death, or Darkness? I like the Idea to have my own personal small army but I also want to be able to use powerful offensive spells! My Frost magic mostly gives me utility after all. Damn what do I choose?

“Having trouble deciding?” (Lucifer)

“Yes, I'm not sure which of the races would suit me better.” (Sirius)

“Hm...! Say, would you sacrifice defense for more offense?” (Lucifer)

“...? Yeah. I have done so in the past and would do so again.” (Sirius)

“Haha, if that's so...” (Lucifer)

He suddenly reaches out and takes all of the cards and squeezes them together. I see a bright light as a new black card is created.

“What did you...?” (Sirius)

“Here, take look.” (Lucifer)

He hands the card to me and I begin reading.

Lesser Noble Lich (Unique)

The Cold winds of the north, the Dead from their graves and even the Darkness that lurks everywhere listen to your commands! This option will give you no defensive powers, but instead raise your magical powers significantly! Other Lichs will feel the need to listen to your orders. There can only be one noble Lich at a time.

+Increase to the Power of Frost Spells; +Increase to the Power of Dark Spells; +Increase to the Power of your minions;

…

“That's Perfect! You can do stuff like that?! Do it more often!” (Sirius)

“Haha, It's actually not that easy. Anyway, are you satisfied?” (Lucifer)

“Yes, absolutely! Thanks for doing this for me.” (Sirius)

“No problem, It's time for you to get back to sleep until you wake up inside the real world. See you, Sirius! And don't disappoint me, I have great expectations for you.”

And with those words, I fell asleep inside of a dream... Reminds me of this strange stage-play I once saw, Incep-