《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 65: The Will Of The World
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The world changes and the threads of fate keep entangling with each other.
New threads emerge as some disappear.
The world is stable, but for how long?
I see the creation, the leftovers of the great war that we painstakingly reformed as a world, and I can't help but love it all.
A world created by corpses of Gods and Titans, and the fragmented Realms.
But I fear that whatever is bringing these new threads to the world might not have good intentions.
Ymir… I wonder what you would do if you were here.
I had long forgotten about my wrath.
Odin is dead alongside you, and there is no point in raging over it anymore.
But you don't know how much I miss you.
A sudden spark enters the world once more.
Another of them, it seems…
Hm… It has become a dragon.
An Ice Dragon within the Jotunheimr Region.
How many have they been now?
I must use the power of fate to exert balance in the world.
Although since the creation of the new world that many have tried, none of them had achieved the ability to change Fate.
It is the strongest power I possess, the power to control everything.
Rank 9 Immortals can refine the Attributes they govern and even dominate the world completely. But in the end, they cannot destroy it as they know they would fall into the vast emptiness.
No matter how far you reach, my children, you always end up learning that you cannot possibly conquer Fate.
But… those new beings.
The invaders from other worlds are strange.
Only half of the fate affects them, as their souls are brought from another world…
They are dangerous.
I cannot possibly let this New Era of Cultivators go on as it is, or these entities… with the powers they were bestowed… will change everything.
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If one of them reaches Rank 9, or various… And if they manage to grasp Rank 10 and refine the greater heavens, then… Everything will be gone.
Such a theory cannot happen.
I will not let it happen.
I am sorry, but this is how I must protect my world.
All of you need to be gone.
Whoever is sending them here… I will not let it do as it pleases.
Ymir, give me strength…
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[Day 38]
After what happened yesterday I asked Benladann to rest, I didn't want to force her into anything.
But no matter how much I told her to sleep in her bed, she stuck to my chest and ended sleeping at my side.
I am worried she might take a cold if she sticks too much with me!
No, wait, she is an Ice Giant, I don't think those get Colds…
I try to wake her up…
"Mwuh…"
She does a weird sound, but it is very cute.
"Benladann, wake up, it is already morning…" I sigh.
"Drake… I wuv you…" she said.
Eh?
What did she just say?!
"Benladann?!" I asked, as she's suddenly startled and wakes up.
"Ah! Eh? What hour is it?" she asked.
Hmm, she most likely was dreaming something weird…
"What were you dreaming?" I asked her.
"D-Dream?" she asked timidly.
"Yeah, you were… murmuring something strange," I said.
"Uwah… N-Nothing… Nothing at all…" she said while averting her gaze.
She most likely remembers.
But for her own privacy, I will not pursue the situation.
"Anyways, time to wake up girl, don't stick too much to me, my scales are very hard and uncomfortable, I don't think you should sleep over them…" I said.
"Hehe, but I liked to sleep with you at my side… You're so big and strong, it makes me feel protected," said Benladann.
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Agh! Don't say such things to me!
"Erm… I am glad you like it but still…" I murmured.
"O-Okay then, don't worry, I will sleep… in my bed," said Benladann, standing up and stretching a bit.
I checked her body some more, and she seemed to have gained more meat.
Before these last days, she was quite skinny, but now her arms, thighs, legs, and belly are all a bit meatier. Her chest too has grown a bit more.
…
Wait, don't get me wrong! I am checking her purely for her health! I am not a degenerate.
"Do you like to see me stretch?" she asked.
"Ah! No… I was just checking your build. I mean… I… Erm, you were a bit skinny before. I am only glad you are… healthier," I said.
"Yeah! I feel so good now, I can even spin around and run! I think I have completely recovered now, Drake!" she said, as her beautiful golden eyes began to shine with hope.
This hope... I know what it is.
"So you want to finally eat meat again, that's what you're looking me at like this for?" I asked.
"Agh…! W-Well… Maybeeee…" she said.
"Hm…"
I quickly stand up and begin to walk around the cave, until I get out and stretch a bit.
"Tomorrow," I said.
"YAAAAY!"
Benladann began to jump around, she was not eating meat today but tomorrow.
I wanted to check if she had gotten completely healthy, another day of insurance should be more than enough.
Benladann begins to jump around with her bare feet, and then jumps right into the snow, jumping some more.
"Okay, calm down a bit… What if you fall off and break an ankle? Your body as a giant is very heavy, be more careful!" I said.
"It's okay! I am perfect now!" she said, with a cute smile.
I can't help but feel happy when I see her like this.
"I guess you've been to too much time in bed, so you really wanted to walk around… How about we go explore the place around some more? I can take you to the Wolves I tamed, they are a big group," I said.
"Oh?! Really?" she asked, as she rushed towards me.
"Yeah, why not? A little trip won't be a bad thing," I said.
She quickly ran towards me and tried to climb over my body.
Oi, I thought we were going to go walking!
She wants to mount me…
She managed to climb despite my groans, and she sits right over my neck.
"Let's go!" she said, with the cutest smile.
"Ugh, fine, but don't make it a habit, I am not your pet, Benladann! Nor your mount!" I said.
"Oh? I-I didn't mean it by this… I just thought you meant that you were going to carry me…" said Benladann, as I began to walk through the snow, through a clear path in the middle of the forest.
Well, seeing it as I am so big, I guess it is natural I would want to carry smaller people, right?
"I guess it is fine. But don't make it a habit, I won't be carrying anyone else than you! And maybe Yuki," I said.
"Hehe, so I am the only one for you then?" she asked.
"Yeah… Eh? No, wait, that sounded weird…" I said.
Benladann hugged me with her arms, well, she hugged my long neck.
"I am glad you think that, and it is not weird at all! You're the only one for me too, Drake!" she said.
"Is that… so? ...Anyways! Let's go see Frost," I said.
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