When all dragons were almost onto him, Pragna was staring at them with a pained expression. For him with his high speed and agility stats, in this moment of absolute concentration all the dragons were moving at a snail pace.

Pragna did not notice it but after coming to battlefront, a lot pressure has been building up on his psyche. From the moment he came to this place it was nothing but constant struggle for his life. Always trying to figure out his skills, constantly trying to increase his strength and more than anything he did not know why he was placed in battlefront. That red ball may have given him some answer but he is 100% sure that there is more to it. He does not remember where he came from and who he was. More than anything this notifications! First it looked it was actually helping him a lot. But as he leveled, Pragna realized that the system did not give him any essential information to understand about his progress. Even that blessing skill, it gave him information that is widely known around the battlefront. For anymore new information he has to wreck his brain to figure it out or he has to fulfill this conditions. That Prophetic dream he had about himself talking to that archaic voice. No matter how much he thought about it he could not figure out why he would ask for true freedom. He was in utter agony back then! Yet for some reason when that archaic voice asked him what he wants, his past-self asked for true freedom. His past-self did not pause, it did not counter question. No! He wished for true freedom as though it was his very instinct that was guiding him to that goal.

To top it all of it, this greedy dragons! He tried. Pragna genuinely tried for a peaceful solution! But even the dragons with high sentience were absolutely greedy! They are trying to kill him not food! This is not for survival! They are trying to kill him so they can have some stupid rocks!!

For some reason the dragons trying to kill him over diamonds opened up a unknown meta-wound in Pragna. All this time he was controlling his urge for hunger and carnage, purely through will and analytical thinking. Now finally that line he separated himself from his urges, that wall he put up so he can still rationally think, they are crumbling. Pragna just did not care anymore.

Warning! Host losing control

Warning! Host losing control

Warning! Host losing control

Warning! Host losing control

Pragna heard multiple notifications, but he did not care anymore…………