An entire eastern dragon covered my back.
Unfilled, but still looking menacing even without any color.
It's the spiked tail, at my lower back, its entire other body at my middle back, and the head at my nape.
The...hair running down its back, and a beard that matched the 3 pairs of eyes it had.
I swallowed my saliva, taking in the dragon even though I had a hard time seeing it.
...that...looks terrifying.
It's a large body, the... armor? Covering a few parts of its body, the weird spirals 🌀 around its body, the menacing eyes, and even the claws much larger and deadlier.
I looked at the other markings of the snake and Phoenix and then roused my mana.
I tried to use my bloodline, and it worked, the Phoenix glowed a golden hue...and then as I was going to direct my mana toward the snake when I stopped.
Jade snake, the thing that symbolized the masked bastard, and probably the thing that caused this.
... I don't think I should mess with it until I know more.
I don't think I should mess with it at all.
Now, on the other hand, the dragon on my back interests me a lot.
I focused my mana on my back, onto the dragon on my back.
My mana moved to it, fueling it.
But I didn't see any change.
And then my vision became blurred.
I was dizzy, and then I fell unconscious from lack of mana.
Something I never experienced.
James sat in a black office chair in a white space.
In front of him, was a mirror of ice showing him Alan Peccator.
He quietly observed The unconscious Alan and raised his transparent hand.
I'm fading more and more.
But then, his gaze settled on Alan again, lamenting.
You have so much potential, yet you don't train it.
At first he was skeptical, could this soul be stronger than Aranus?
But then he dug deeper.
Those Dragon Eyes, That dragon heart, and that soul.
All are stronger than Aranus when fully matured.
Even though it is the same body, they evolved from him.
Such a fascinating specimen.
James didn't act much, because the soul was training, rising to meet its potential.
He was ecstatic, to see it not waste its potential but then it began to change.
When it was born, James and Aranus were mixed in.
But now, it was driving itself further from them.
He didn't mind it at first, but then it got attached to other useless things.
The sister, Samantha Peccator.
And the biggest threat, Sabrina Wellington.
His emotional attachments are getting out of hand.
You don't need them, you have no use for them.
Detach yourself, and reach your true potential sooner.
But...even if he detached themselves.
He despised one fact.
The soul crystal of The soul, inside Sabrina Wellington.
Just why did that idiot Suleras do such a thing?
To a woman as heartless as him?
That was what he remembered Sabrina Wellington as.
But now, her actions are different.
She smiles more often now and acts much more friendly.
If she continues to act , it will hinder her and the soul's development.
The specimen will be held back by her.
And the story will deviate from his original prediction.
He doesn't have much time left.
His body begins to fade gradually, and his powers become stronger with each passing day.
But James can still act.
He can still act somewhat and act greatly by reducing his time left.
If I'm going to disappear, why not go out with a bang?
Those were his thoughts, and the bang was Alan Peccator.
Such a perfect specimen, whose limits are as limitless as the cosmos.
James raised his hands and the jade-green eye of the snake on the body of the unconscious specimen began to glow.
If his emotional attachments are strong, he just needed to weaken them.
But fortunately for him, scenarios will still happen that will weaken his mental state.
And then he will attack.
But now, he needs to set the foundation.
He needs to set it up.
His body began to fade, and the glow of the jade-green eye became more and more intense.
This kept on for a while, White energy began to emerge from James and moved into the mirror.
I am glad Aranus is asleep.
The idiotic genius is asleep.
Just because a part of his lover's soul is present as the foundation for the specimen, he refuses to do anything to it.
He lets it do whatever it wants
How absurdly foolish.
You let it live freely when you can trap it so easily.
You refuse to take advantage of it when it is so easy to.
I don't think I will understand Aranus.
And frankly, I don't want to.
Oh my, my space is cracking.
It seems his powers have found out.
The white space shattered and James saw an infinite cosmos take its place.
And within the cosmos, a dragon could be seen.
Ahhh...so magnificent.
The dragon's humongous eyes stared at James, and then they expanded to point where only the eye that could be seen.
A dragon whose power is infinite.
A dragon who is the personification of the infinite cosmos.
A dragon who can do anything, a dragon whose powers become greater every second.
It will take time, but it will become the greatest.
Greater than even the first dragon king.
And the first Godbeast.
But he would mold it to become like it.
He hears the deafening sound of that monster grumble, and James Enjoyed it.
It doesn't matter if his powers oppose me.
This dragon....this dragon whose size can increase indefinitely just like the infinite cosmos.
This dragon will be mine.
I will mold it from young.
From a young age, when it is unable to comprehend the world, I will change it.
I will make it my creation...no.
The smile on James Mask's became larger and larger.
And his thoughts were even more malicious.
I...will make this specimen...my...my.
M A S T E R P I E C E.