[Player #42747044. Detected Dragon's blood]
[Your character creation has been pause]
[Initiating Configuration . . .]
[Configuration Complete]
[Would you like to resume creating your avatar now?]
"What the—?" Cloud muttered, his eyes narrowing in confusion as the text flickered on the screen before him.
As Cloud stepped into the magic circle, a cascade of notifications erupted before his eyes, overwhelming his senses. The world around him dissolved into a vast, infinite expanse of white, stretching endlessly in every direction. It was as if he had been cast adrift in an ocean of light, with no walls, no floor, and no sense of direction — just a boundless, ethereal void.
Gone was the orb room, the murmurs of his classmates, the robed figures, and the suffocating tension. Here, in this endless expanse, he was utterly alone, suspended in a surreal space where time seemed to stand still. The silence was profound, broken only by the echoing pulse of his own heartbeat.
For a moment, panic gripped him. Was he trapped here, lost in this formless abyss? But as the initial shock faded, a strange calm settled over him. This wasn't just emptiness; it was a place that put him at ease, where the boundaries of reality had yet to be defined.
"What's going on?"
Despite his confusion, curiosity got the better of Cloud. With a slight hesitation, he pressed [YES] on the screen.
Rather, there wasn't any other option but [YES].
The screens and options were all familiar to Cloud. He had been preparing for Eternia since he was young, honing his skills and knowledge for this very moment. The transition to this new world wasn't jarring; it was seamless, like stepping into a long-anticipated destiny. This was the world he had trained for, the one he was going to conquer.
|| Choose a Class ||
1. Dragon Hunter
2. Dragon Herald
Representing a bond forged in fire, steel, and magic, the Wyrm Overlord commanded the skies and the battlefield alongside their draconic companion. Whether soaring above the clouds or standing firm on the front lines, Wyrm Overlords embodied the ancient connection between mortals and dragons.
Wyrm Overlords wielded both weapons and spells, blending martial prowess with innate magical abilities. Their bond with their wyrm was not merely one of rider and mount but of equals who shared a profound, mystical connection. Through this bond, the Wyrm Overlord channeled the dragon's might, and the dragon drew strength from the Wyrm Overlord's power.
|| E N D ||
All the classes were impressive, but one stood out to Cloud — the Wyrm Overlord. He made his choice and tapped the screen.
[Are you sure you want to be a Wyrm Overlord?]
[YES] [NO]
Cloud didn't hesitate and pressed [YES].
[CONGRATULATIONS! You have become a Wyrm Overlord!]
[All stats increased!]
[Received skills of a Wyrm Overlord!]
[Character re-creation is almost complete.]
[Do you want to keep Cloud as your avatar's name?]
Without a second thought, Cloud pressed [NO] and swiftly replaced the avatar's name with [HORIZON]. He didn't want to carry his past here, not here — not now.
From this moment forward, Cloud would forge a new path, leaving behind the so-called friends who had abandoned him. He wouldn't voice it aloud, but deep down, he burned with a singular drive: to rise above them and make them regret ever abandoning him.
This was his chance to prove himself, to show the world that their betrayal only fueled his determination to rise from this world no matter how difficult it was.
[CONGRATULATIONS! Avatar's re-creation is completed!]