How did this happend? It makes no sense whatsoever. Had it been some sort of inter-stellar teleportation array, I could still believe it, however, not only would I have noticed it, but it wouldn't explain how I somehow obtained the body of a creature that has been extinct for eons, and furthermore, in the same exact location of the game I worked at.

Well, at least it's all new. I had been itching to find something to do for millenia.

Rising up from the giant river of magma, I slowly rose up from the dephts of the volcano and poked my head out of it's roof. 

The sight that greeted me was that of a huge blooming forest, filled with exotic and beautiful animals. There wasn't the all-common smell of technology that filled all worlds colonized by the Holy Empire, which filled me with perplexity. 

Back in the old days, I used to command a titanic fleet, and had been nominated by the Emperor himself as one of the four Supreme Admirals. Back then, I was pretty sure I had conquered all planets that had life in them, since a strange wall blocked anyone from going further... A lot must have changed during my retirement.

Snorting in annoyance at me still thinking about those horrible times, I returned down into the volcano. Obviously I wouldn't simply venture out like a fool, as if my assumptions are correct and the lore here is the same as it is in the game, for me to venture out would mean a catastrophe is coming.

Furthermore, my body was extremely large. So much so, that if it extended my wings to their maximum span, it would probably reach a couple miles across. Not to mention that in the game, Viasharakra was considered to be the second largest Overlord after the Water Dragon Mashumanor. If I consider that the smallest of the eight overlords is over 3 miles long and 300 meters high, I can easily take a guess at what the second largest would be.

Not to mention, I had a strange feeling of longing towards this flaming river. It's a weird feeling, but it's there nonetheless. I simply feel like I belong here, deep inside of this boiling hot magma, that to me, feels like staying inside of a warm bath, soothing my skin... or scales, I suppose. 

However, although I have changed my outer appearance, inside of me is still the instincts honed through hundreds of thousands of years of war. Furthermore, my true race does not allow for me to remain ignorant. 

Thus, I resolve myself to leave this place... for now. But to do that, I need to find some sort of way to be... well, less obvious and extravagant. Whilst in the lore, the eight overlord are considered to be gods and some are even worshipped, namely the Light and Darkness overlord whom even built churches for their followers and sometimes granted them power, they are not invincible. 

If they were to be ganged up by several of the 'demigods' as they are called, namely Titans, Kitsunes, Undead Lords or even humans, they can be killed quite easily. And despite me not being sure if this is all real or not, taking things safely was what allowed me to survive through my many years of fighting.

An easy solution could be a camouflage or invisibility field. However, both of those would be impossible even for expert to accomplish on a body as large as the one I inhabit right now. Another chance is teleportation, but again, it wouldn't solve anything...

Hours trickle by as I try to think of a way to get out of my dilemma. However, no clear answer came to me. As my frustration built up, the magma around me began to get... restless, agitated.

Noticing this, I calm myself down. I had completely forgotten that the Overlords are called as such due to their inherent nature. Unlike the Elementals, whom are born from the elements, the Overlords are not born from the elements, but instead, the elements are born from them. Thus, their degree of control and authority over the elements is unmatched, and going by that line of thought, the elements are connected to an Overlord's mind, sharing their thoughts, intents and emotions.

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That is also why fighting an Overlord in their own territory is akin to suicide, as no matter the amount of enemies they face, they are half a step from being invincible there.

Groaning, I recall everything I know about the lore of this place, which since I worked here for some time, I know quite a bit.  Naturally, I know a lot of secrets that if the world had been real and not just a bunch of codes, could bring it to it's knees and make it all mine. However, is that what I really want?

Having the world at my fingertips? I had an entire section of the universe under my thumb, and I can officially declare that ruling sucks. Besides, I had enough slaughter and genocide even for a race as bloodthirsty as mine.

Furthermore, would that help me solve my current problem? No, so dwelling on this and even just complaining about how I didn't mean for this to happend or how I want to go home, which I don't even want to, is a thing for emotionally unstable idiots. 

Sighing, which in my draconic form looked more like me puffing out a cloud of smoke, I dropped my head onto a ledge near the lava and closed my eyes. Theoretically speaking, it is very unlikely that the Overlords would always remain in their titanic forms, so if I am able to tap into the memories of this body, perhaps I could find some sort of way to rid myself of these shackles? I have no desire to remain a hermit, after all.

As I looked into 'my' memories, I felt a strange sensation. It wasn't quite like I was hearing, nor seeing anything, but I could understand these concepts.

Hate, love, sadness, happyness... All sorts of emotions accompanied these thoughts. Slowly, I began to understand the character Viasharakra more and more. 

She was born when the world began, along with other seven Overlords. They treated each other like siblings, excluding the rivalries here and there, and they loved each other very much.

Then, the 'intelligent races' appeared. Humans, elves, beastmen, demons... The Overlords were suprised at first at their sudden appearances, but then got used to it.

They decided to seclude themselves from the affairs of the mortals, and instead dedicated their lives to laziness. Although the Light and Darkness Overlord took fun in pitting mortals against each other, even going as far as making the all-famous Demon Lord and Hero, all the others essentially spent their days just lazing around and sleeping.

Viasharakra hereself was even more of a shy dragon then even the others. She never showed herself, excluding very rare events, where she would panick and just grant some degree of power to whoever found her and then quickly send them packing, before moving off to another volcano.

She indeed was quite different then the Viasharakra in the game, but then again, it was just a game. There is no way a game can be as realistic as reality, otherwise it wouldn't be called a game anymore.

However, none of this interested me as much as a technique Viasharakra once learned from the Light Overlord. Apparently, she had taken to transforming into a humanoid form to 'descend and bless' her followers. 

Whilst Viasharakra herself never cared much for this technique, I do. 

Although there were some knowledge holes in the process to complete the technique, I decided that taking the gamble wouldn't be much of a problem. 

Hence, my body slowly transformed from a 10 mile long serpent-like dragon down to a mere 1.7 meters tall. 

Opening my eyes again, I instantly noted how my body felt different. Obviously it was different from my dragonoid body, but what suprised me more was that I now looked a lot like my previous form, except for the lack of male reproductive parts, replaced by those of a female. 

Furthermore, my hair, which was already long back then, had now become long enough to touch my butt. My previous man-sized breasts had now also turned into decent-sized breasts, although I disgress.

My body also had a large pair of dragon-like wings, which were different from those of my previous body. I did however retain a tail much like that of my previous body, but this one didn't have spikes running all along it. Instead, it felt much softer to touch. 

After a round of experimenting with my body, doing things like yoga, stretches, martial arts and other... necessary... testing, I decided that it should be good. 

Although I really wanted to just go out and experience something new, a.k.a this world, I decided against it for the moment for one simple reason.

I'm sort of... naked...