《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 2: First Kill
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I said Status and now I can see my status.
Okay then, it works.
I did get a System.
I do wonder though, is this related to my Unique Skill System, or is this just the System of this fantasy world?
You see, I am a rather avid reader of web novels and light novels, specifically of all the isekai crap nowadays.
So I know my stuff.
Every so often, when these characters die, they appear in a world of fantasy that already has a system integrated into it, any living being that is born there can use it somehow.
So I do wonder, is this System related to this world, or mine and only mine?
Nothing?
No response?
I guess I should have asked for the Great Sage Skill while dying instead!
Well, I honestly thought I was hallucinating, so I was just thinking a bunch of crap.
Who would have known that dying from a freaking avalanche would make me reincarnate as an Ice Dragon from all things?
Is this the irony of life?
Karma?
Well, it is what it is.
I glance around my Status once more…
I focus my mind on the Unique Skills, and try to see if I can get to see some extra info on the System one…
Ah, there!
Ding!
<Analyze has been activated>
<Unique Skill: [System] has the following effects>
Status Panel: The Ability to see your own strengths and abilities as a Status Panel. It also grants the Title Function, amongst others.
Analyze: The Ability to Analyze anything within the System or your surroundings. The capacity to see anything through the System.
Ability Development: The Ability to develop other Abilities through a Level System, alongside repeated use, certain mastery and comprehension of such Abilities is needed, the growth speed of Abilities varies greatly.
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<These are your Abilities>
Oh…
Thanks.
I guess this is indeed mine.
So this world does not have System, huh?
Lucky me then.
And it only took to die miserably while being buried by an avalanche…
Ahh…
I think I should develop some kind of PTSD with snow, but now that I have Ice Absorption, I can only see it as something soothing and natural of me.
Which makes my minds and thoughts only the more conflicted.
Oh, man.
Alright, let us calm down.
This is my reality.
This is me right now.
Let's adapt, and let us see what we can do now, without thinking so much over… the past.
Though, I am really not going to see my family ever again?
That's… depressing.
Sigh…
I wonder if I have a family here.
I hatched from an egg.
So, there should have been someone that laid me.
A big and powerful Ice Dragon Mama would be nice.
If she can protect me and bring me food while snuggling with me… I think it would not be so bad, right?
Family is important for the development of a young hatchling such as me, after all.
…Right?
I hope she comes back then…
At least I do not feel cold anymore, so I am quite fine.
I am going to try to take a nap and see if my mother comes back.
Hmm…
Hahh…
Was I this sleepy?
I close my eyes as I doze off.
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[Day 2]
I wake up.
How long did I sleep?!
I think I slept for at least… several hours.
System, why don't you have a clock function or something?
Can I analyze time?
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No? Okay...
And where is my mother?
Nowhere to be seen.
Maybe I do not have a mother and my egg just spontaneously appeared in this little cave by the divine power that granted me these powers?
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Wait, who was even the one that granted them to me, and why would it do that?
…I am already assuming there is a big scheme behind my whole existence here, let's calm down.
Maybe it was not even a person, just a natural phenomenon.
Or perhaps not and I am just talking with myself to not feel… alone.
I glance at my surroundings once more, cave, crystals, cave.
Alright, time to get out of here already.
If this is really a fantasy world, I should be able to… I do not know, find monsters, kill them, eat them, and level up or something?
Though, by checking my Status, there are no levels.
Just stats but no levels.
Do stats grow as I develop my body then?
I guess?
Time to try out.
No point in being holed inside this cave, time to meet the outside world like the brave little dragon I am now.
Dragons are noble and strong creatures after all, prideful and graceful as well.
So I might as well play like one, even though I am scared of actually discovering this new world filled with dangers, I brace myself with courage.
I glare at the outside world through the cave entrance.
The same Ice Storm, it seems that it is continuing and never going to end or something…
I glance down, there is snow.
I hop in.
The snow is… soft.
I can clearly feel the sensation of cold, but not the discomfort that always came with it as a human.
I begin to explore this new world as I glance around my surroundings, using Analyze in anything new I see.
But the only freaking things I see are snow, snow, and more snow.
<Snow>
<Snow>
<Snow>
I know!
Stop this!
Deactivate Analyze!
Alright, no, wait, activate it again!
What is that?
As I walk for a good ten minutes, I finally see something amidst the sea of snow…
It looks like some kind of… rabbit.
It is indeed a rabbit.
It is smaller than me, definitely.
But it has a sharp, crystal horn on the middle of its forehead, crimson eyes, fluffy white fur, and it seems to be looking for something with it is nose, smelling something, in fact.
Is it looking for plants to eat?
Well, too bad, because I am hungry, and you are going to become my dinner, my friend!
I stealthily walk towards the rabbit, but it immediately notices me.
I am not really good at it, huh.
The rabbit glares at me, as our eyes are locked in a bit.
However, instead of running away as I thought, it begins to rush towards me!
Wait, hold on!
It points its sharp crystal horn towards me, as it reaches me in mere seconds!
I quickly leap out, evading right in time!
Poof!
The rabbit trips over the snow, getting its horn stuck deep in the snow!
This is a chance!
I open my jaws, as I instinctively munch the rabbit's neck!
Crack.
A chilling sensation rushes through my spine as I hear the creature's neck quickly break…
It is dead.
Phew, it good thing I was not a dramatic person, and it is not like I have not hunted animals in my previous life.
I thank my father for having taught me how to take the life of animals.
I also thank the little animal, your life will not be wasted, as I might get to live another day thanks to your meat.
Now… Time to eat.
Wait, where is my EXP?
No EXP, I guess, only meat… raw meat.
Well, it is better than an empty stomach.
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