First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: Pride

He stood motionless in the aftermath of the Corruption Trial, the void around him settling into a quiet, tense stillness.

His breathing was steady, heartbeat calming down. He felt no lingering doubt or fear, only clarity remained, his mind tempered into an unbreakable blade.

Deep within himself, he recognized that he had overcome something that could easily shatter weaker souls.

Yet Orion knew instinctively that the final test still awaited him. The void began to shift subtly, vibrating gently around him like the faint, rhythmic beat of drums echoing across distant battlefields.

The air thrummed with an invisible tension, whispering silently that the decisive moment was at hand.

Slowly, the darkness ahead parted like heavy velvet curtains, revealing an immense obsidian mirror suspended in the nothingness before him.

Its towering form radiated an ancient and foreboding presence. Its black stone frame was etched with runes of such profound antiquity that Orion felt their resonance deep within his bones, humming softly with echoes of power that surpassed any he’d yet encountered.

The mirror’s dark surface rippled gently, moving like fluid shadows. It was unlike any ordinary reflection.

Orion felt distinctly that this mirror was conscious, aware, watching him with intent as penetrating as his own gaze.

Steeling himself, Orion moved forward slowly, step by step, approaching the mirror’s imposing form.

As Orion drew near, the mirror’s surface twisted and churned, its shadows reshaping into something unexpected. It didn’t reflect Orion himself, not immediately, not exactly, but rather a vision far grander and infinitely more imposing. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The figure gradually formed within the blackness, revealing itself clearly. Orion recognized it instantly, as the vision was unmistakably drawn from the pride, legacy, and grandeur of all his dormant bloodlines merged seamlessly into one perfected form.

The majestic flames of the True Fire Dragon Emperor roared in golden brilliance, blazing like a sun’s core around the figure’s shoulders and crown.

Violent arcs of violet lightning crackled fiercely, encircling its mighty limbs, signifying the dominance of the True Thunder Dragon Emperor.

Twisting emerald roots and vibrant branches from the serene yet inexorable World Tree shaped themselves into a regal mantle, a symbol of life’s unyielding vitality.

And finally, eyes that burned like twin suns of unwavering command, the imperious gaze and boundless authority of the Human Emperor.

All these powers, strengths, and lineages converged into a single form: a supreme, sovereign Orion, standing taller, broader, radiating an overwhelming majesty that made even the endless void tremble with reverence.

The entire vision exuded a presence so powerful, so complete, that the very concept of subservience seemed inconceivable.

When it spoke, the figure’s voice was a layered harmony of Orion’s own tones merged with the resonant authority of his bloodlines, rich and commanding, vibrating through the void:

"We are the pride you were born with. The inheritance you have yet to command. We are your crown, your throne, your birthright."

With grace, the reflection took a single step forward within the obsidian mirror, its overwhelming presence radiating outward, neither threatening nor malicious, yet carrying an undeniable challenge that pressed against Orion’s very soul.

"Take us, and you shall stand as the one true Emperor. Fail... and we will rule you instead."

The void held its breath, suspended in that instant between challenge and response.

Orion felt a powerful gravitational pull from this being, recognizing how easy it would be to simply allow its strength to lead him, to accept this manifestation of his birthright and use its powers.

The thought was dangerously seductive. To yield to it felt natural, perhaps even destined.

Yet Orion’s eyes narrowed slightly, sharpening with resolute clarity. He had already conquered Corruption; he had already subdued his shadows.

He now faced not merely temptation or despair, but the most insidious allure of all—the pride and power that were rightfully his by birth.

He stood at the precipice, understanding that this trial tested the very nature of sovereignty itself.

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