Synopsis: A fast-paced story about a youngster who loses everything and everyone he holds dear. Through the only family that still remains with him, his uncle, he gets to choose to dedicate his focus and attention to blacksmithing rather than to fall into depression and street life...
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(Author Note: The title is a continuation of Chapter 4)
KMega6KMegacharacter took a deep breath in the clean air filling the skies above the Markwell Empire’s heart, its capital city. Just under the lowest clouds, KMega looked down upon the city. With his enhanced sight skills and racial traits, observing from such a long distance was not difficult. An adult dragon4dragonspecies could pinpoint animals in a herd, identifying them from weakest to strongest. KMega was spying on a large number of inhabitants of the city. Upon arriving, he entirely disregarded the lower income areas of the city. Keiser’s armor in the picture was expensive demon scale armor. He doubted that even most lower or middle tier nobles would be able to get ahold of any kind of demon armor, let alone something resembling a knight’s armor. He suspected that unless a higher noble was the one directly involved with demon research, he would not appear among them. After an hour of searching, he narrowed down on three choices.
Flying was not hard, or more accurately gliding wasn’t. KMega’s dragon type was a green dragon, a wind dragon, the fastest but weakest of the species. With their high agility came higher intelligence, which was how the system helped him calculate the troubling unknown variables in his personal style’s attacks. Although it might have seemed that he just meat-headed his attacks, in fact, the strikes required careful planning and calculations. As for flying, green dragons were the best at it. KMega could stay aloft for five mana a second, but with his new greatsword tied onto his back, that number was nothing to his regen. As for the freezing chill, the DPS received from that would have been negated before even accounting for the sword. In the end, KMega soared to the maximum height he could and logged off because it was nearly time to start dinner.
When KMega logged back on, the skies were clear where he left himself. Nothing had occurred to him during his absence. He looked back down at the city after reading over the notices. After using his skills again, he predicted Keiser was in the Internal Affairs Building, the Emperor’s Palace, or the Demon Research Institute. He considered it a moment more and checked the Institute off the list. Keiser was last seen weeks ago in the game in the demonic armor. Knowing a bit about demons and their contracts, it was unlikely Keiser’s superior would make two deals for the same slave. KMega ruled out the Palace as well. That place was only for nobles and scholars, not for the likes of a slave warrior. He took out his javelins and picked his targets. His enemies had never had mercy in them. Following the command of the dragon king to destroy corruption, he picked the best targets around the city, but this time, he brought a few boulders with him.
KMega dropped into the IAB that he just smashed with a javelin using a weak ‘Moon’s Pile Driver.’ After landing, he took out his greatsword and spun. “Black Hole Slasher!” (KMega)
As he started spinning like a top, the end of his sword released a wave of energy as thick as a string. Every soul in the room stared at KMega, unsure of what had just happened. However, it burst into chaos then silence as everything within an inch of the string was pulled into it with its passing. This was KMega’s newest move, one that needed an insane amount of intelligence to pull off. He barely met the requirements thanks to the double stat boost, an extra hundred and fifty more than what he should have normally received, from releasing his training restraints after he was ambushed on his sky island and the enemy used the scroll ‘Writ of Voiding Cry.’