Legend of the Dragon King

"Please don't eat me, I am willing to marry you and become your consort."

A mother dragon pleads with me.

My name is Grant, and I have crossed over to a mysterious and perilous world where the law of the jungle prevails.

In this world, there are dragons, giants, ogres, and magic.

In this world, without strength, one becomes food for others.

Unexpectedly, upon my arrival, I have become a legendary dragon.

Moreover, by consuming other creatures, I grow stronger.

And so...

To become more powerful, to avoid being eaten.

I must transform from a white dragon into the legendary dragon of lore! I shall become the master of all beings!

The story begins with my awakening:

Brian Lewis awoke from the darkness, his mind blank.

With some effort, he opened his eyes. The largest white blur in his vision gradually transformed into a terrifying, colossal figure that almost made him jump in fright.

It was an imposing giant, its entire body a cold, stark white. It had wings reminiscent of oversized bat wings, with pronounced, sinewy membranes that looked both strong and resilient.

Its body was covered in smooth, beautiful white scales that shimmered like ice crystals. These scales were arranged in tight, orderly layers, fitting together seamlessly without a single gap, suggesting formidable defensive capabilities.

To Brian, its size was immense. Even in a relaxed, sprawling posture on the ground, it resembled a massive, towering building.

The sheer presence of the creature was overwhelming, leaving Brian momentarily breathless.

The white beast gazed at Brian with its cold, vertical pupils, as if waiting for something.

At that moment, Brian's body trembled, and he froze, his eyes vacant.

In an instant, a flood of memories surged into Brian's mind, merging and clashing with his own.

This torrent of memories was vast, containing all sorts of astonishing knowledge. It came and went quickly, and within mere seconds, Brian regained his senses.

He thought, 'Dragon Heritage... I've become a White Dragon... The white beast before me is my White Dragon Mother.'

The influx of knowledge and information made Brian understand his situation.

Simultaneously, the White Dragon Mother's vertical pupils watched the newly hatched Newborn Dragon with curiosity.

White Dragons were the smallest of all dragon species. Typically, a Newborn Dragon is only the size of an adult wolf, or even slightly smaller.

But this Newborn Dragon, who was already the size of a regular lion or tiger, had a larger physique and more robust, muscular lines beneath its scales than a typical Newborn Dragon. It usually took a few weeks for a hatchling dragon to reach this appearance.

Unlike typical white dragon hatchlings, the scales on its body reflected light extensively, resembling mirror-like pure white ice armor. It had a ring of fine black scales around its neck, forming a circle that seemed to hold an indescribable charm.

'Could it be that I've turned into a mindless dragon beast...' Brian pondered. The White Dragon Mother, growing impatient, exhaled frost from her nostrils, which condensed into semi-transparent ice crystals on the ground.

She gazed coldly at Brian, a dangerous glint appearing in her pale yellow eyes.

On the other side, Brian was suddenly taken aback.

Could it be that the white dragon mother wants to eat me?

Brian has a very clear understanding of the instincts of creatures and the law of the jungle.

Many creatures, when they are not satisfied with their offspring, will eat them directly.

In Brian's mind, he is constantly thinking about how to avoid being eaten directly?!!!