VALCANA AUSRA POV

Val couldn’t believe her eyes.

In front of her was a massive fleet Of dirty brown ships with silver tribal designs painted on the sides. In the center was the flagship, towering over her even when she was in her battle form.

All because of this damn Eternal Flame Spark... She growled silently.

She should never have trusted that man... She should never have listened to him when he said she matter to him, and when he whispered how much she meant to him, and when he told her he loved her.

She should have ignored when he said that he was there for her.

I’ll never trust anyone again. she promised herself.

She thought seriously and heartbrokenly to herself that none of this would have happened if she just kept her mouth shut... It all started when she told him she found what the Bandit King was searching for and it was what she needed to evolve.

Because she was stupid and trusted him…

Never again. Never again. Never again. Never ag-

As she was mourning her foolishness a loud and familiar voice, blurred out with a metallic-ish sound that only comes from old com speakers, sounded out.

“Hand over the eternal flame spark and we will let you leave.” He spoke in a condescending way, like an adult to a stupid child.

I am of the Lineage of True Dragons, I am the princess of the Sand Dragons, How dare they speak this way towards me!

“If you don’t comply, say goodbye to the lineage of the dragons on this planet heheh darling~” the last word was the same that he always used when talking to her... Val was in so much pain she could barely focus...

“I CALL UPON THE BLESSINGS OF GAEA HIGH GOD OF THE PLANETS, HEED MY CRY AND RISE UP THE SANDY OCEAN’S WRATH UPON MY ENEMIES!!!!” Val bellowed as she went into her battle mode, growing from a dragon the size of a house to one dwarfing the armada’s commanding battleships and rivaling the flagship.

She reached 4000 feet long and 1500 thousand wide, just a bit smaller than the flagship. As she breathed in, fire started to roil in her stomach and the desert begun to stir, a terrifying sandstorm rising up to swallow its prey... it was going to be a hellish battle.

Jason POV

Jason leaned against the dirty brown colored metal door.

He tried to calm his pounding heart while he listen to the screeching sandstorm, the roars of the gigantic fire-breathing monstrosity, and the echoing explosions from the magic cannons of the battleships.

Using his calm mind ability, this was quickly achieved. Then he asked Rein what that giant creature the fleet was battle is.

“Well, my dear sherlock, I believe that I might be correct in assuming that was a Sand Dragon, and seeing it’s massive size it was probably of the royal lineage.”

Rein’s answer, although sarcastic, wasn’t as cruel as the usual. It seemed that as they grew closer he wasn’t so much of a jerk after all, or seeing the might of this beast in person reminded him of the terror of the powerless. Either way, it was a welcomed change.

Jason pondered what Rein had told him.

On Earth, Jason’s home planet, they had no magic. They had stories about dragons and magic, wizards and the mystical realms, but they were only that.

Stories.

But here, they were reality.

“This is just too damn cool…” Jason muttered as he leaned against the wall, hearing the sounds of battle dying away and the sandstorm’s swishing and screeching replacing all sound.

He thought about what had happened to him and let it sink in. His mind calmed down as the adrenaline left his system.

Ugh I loved that feeling… I want more of it. Jason murmured. He started thinking about what Rein had told him the first time they met.

King of the gods, ruler of the universe, master of all reality…

It sounds nice. He chuckled a bit self deprecatingly as he looked down at his body, he had never been handsome, never been fit, and never been active. He had always been running away from facing life. Running away from work, from toil, from strain.

I don't want to run anymore… I have the chance to grasp all that is in this realm of existence and beyond… This ring gives that chance..

I want strength…

I want power...

I want to win…

I want to be first…

I will dominate ALL REALITY ITSELF!!!

Jason mentally screamed, when suddenly a ding! Went off inside his head

Notification: Title Gained

[The Ascendant Sovereign]:

You have decided to rule, everything and anything, the empty vacuum of space down to the tiny molecules in a blade of grass, you have the ability and drive to control all realities, create and destroy existence itself. Grants the ability(active): [Power Hungry], plus 10 to each stat (boost will rise by 5 each level gained), Grants Partial immortality (Aging will not affect you, significantly improved bodily abilities, however you can be killed)

Notification: Title Evolved

[A Total Loser] ---> [Prided Champion]

[Prided Champion]: The Limitless Ring is pleased with her owner, she is overwhelmingly proud of her champion and is now confident in her chances of being the greatest of the Limitless ones. Of course, because with her help how are you not going to get her a throne over all else? Grants 100 Charisma, plus 100 all stats.

Notification: Due to increased Limitless Value, your status screen has evolved to second tier.

Jason stared at the three pop up screens in wide eyed amazement.

This… This is insane… Jason could only mumble silently.

Suddenly he felt his body heat up and start to shift. He looked down to see his round belly of fat slowly fade away. As he watched on with disbelief his body shrunk down to the point that it was basically just skin and bones. Then his body started to crack and grow as his legs and spine grew longer while firm well developed muscles at a pace visible to the eye became tougher and larger. When it was all finished he hurriedly wished for a mirror and then stripped in front of it to see if it was true.

He had to blink quite a few times before believing it himself but there he was, a supreme specimen, a supermodel quality male god.

Standing in front of the mirror no longer was a fat, chubby, lazy 5”7 eighteen year old. Now it was a handsome, ripped 6”4 stud of an eighteen year old. He felt happy enough to cry. Which is totally ok when you turn into a supermodel instantaneously.

"HUNKIE MONKEY DONT TOUCH MY TASTY CANDY!" Jerry suddenly yelled upon seeing Jason's transformation.

"Yes Jerry, I am a hunkie monkey, very much so." Jason said, agreeing with his camel.

Over the time spent traveling together and listening to the incessant chatter from the retarded camel he began to understand his strange speech pattern and could soon converse almost normally. Like, anything is better than a bratty ring and a cruel self-esteem vanquishing High God of Reincarnation.

after he had finished talking to jerry, and out of curiosity, he looked down at his naked waist and was shocked speechless.

His pride, his magic rod, his whipped cream can, his family jewels, his chrome plated cream of the crop dispenser, his magic wand of anti-self-control, his holy scepter of righteous purification, his spear of holy light, his anal probe deluxe, his albino apple-headed monster his best man, his truest brother, his nuclear torpedo, bald-headed yogurt slinger, his home run with a battering ram, his meat-lover’s beefstick, his Beefy McManstick, his best leg out of three, his overwhelming mayonnaise cannon, his greatest gift from his dad, His Cupid’s ultimate arrow, his cock-a-saurus rex, his lance of love, his knowledge of the universe stick, his jizzcraft carrier, his ultimate weapon, became something that could make even the proudest stallion feel like the toothpick of mediocrity.

He wept tears of joy. As a man, when you turn into someone who can walk naked down a crowded street and be proud and not full of shame is truly a great day.

“ALRIGHT STOP CRYING OVER YOU GETTING A DICK ENLARGEMENT!!! Check your damn stats you perverted dragroticin!” An impatient, and probably jealous, Rein shouted out.

Being brought back to reality, he opened his status window. This was the first time he since he first did, which was honestly because it was too painful to look at.

NAME: Jason King

Race: Human (Obvious Choice For Sexiest Man Alive)

Level: 3

Class: None

TITLE(S) :

[The Ascendant Sovereign]

[Prided Champion]

Exp: 26

(next level:400)

Limitless Value: 9438

(Increased due to ultra rare titles.)

Luck: infinite (you are basically shitting literal gold you lucky bastard)

Life Force: Infinite (unaging factor contributes, however change will apply whenever your life is threatened)

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Strength

115

Intelligence

120

Agility

113

Wisdom

147

Vitality

117

Dexterity

113

Charisma

210

Power Drain Reservoir

(drain energy to fill back up energy reservoir)

0

Health

119

Health Regen

11.4/s

Mana

114

Mana Regen

11.2/s

Stamina

112

Stamina Regen

11.1/s

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Attack:

113

Defense:

110

Elemental Resistances

Fire:

16%

Water:

16%

Wind:

16%

Earth:

16%

Light:

16%

Darkness:

16%

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Abilities

3

[Infinite Lucky Chance](passive)

[Heightened insight](passive)

[Limitless Mind Lockdown](passive)

[Power Hungry](active)

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N/A ???????????? N/A Rein, who was already given access to see Jason's stat window, was staring in shocked silence with jason. "Hey Jason, when you reach higher levels, the difference between you and the same level will only grow larger, soon you will be able to rival Immortals while still mortal, then you will rival High Gods while only an Immortal... Imagine how insanely powerful you'll be when you reach High God status, let alone Highlord....." Jason just let that sink in, feeling a hunger for power rising from within him, a thirst for conquest. Like whenever you get a new video game and you HAVE to obscessively play it until completion. "heheh so we have a tresspasser boys! ATTACK" A sudden gravelly voice erupted. Before jason had a moment to think, seven armed men leapt at him. However time seemed to stop, like he was almost watching this in slowmo. hmm they must be some of the survivors... Jason thought to himself, before immediately wishing for a sword. Wish Granted: Sword With a sword magically appearing in his hand, an evil smirk crossed his face. "COME TO DADDY YOU LOVELY EXP NUGGETS!" With no prior training he swung his sword, unlike what is usually thought about body enhancements, his newfound strength wasn't difficult to master, it was like it was always with him, the same as before. Well it is my freaking body afterall. As his sword decended upon the first bandit's head, without even knowing what killed him, he was sliced in two. Jason had always thought that it would be a way worse feeling to kill a human but to be honest, either because of the fact they gave him exp and he had the calm mind ability or because they were terrible criminals trying to kill him, he didn't feel a thing. Notification: Lvl 5 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 2 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 4 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 2 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 1 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 2 Bandit killed Notification: Lvl 6 Bandit killed Notification: Gained 344 Exp Jason started to grin hungrily at the thought of even more strength. Time to go hunting... He said barely audibly.