Rebirth as a Time Dragon: A DND Chronicle

Realm of Opposition and Harmony, Outer Domain.

In this outer plane, where every inch of space is covered with imperceptible teleportation channels leading to every corner of the infinite worlds, the Creator Annan, accompanied by his favored firstborn, the Lord of Storms, returned to his self-created independent microcosm.

In the microcosm with darkness as its backdrop.

Stars twinkled, the Milky Way flowed, and billions of stars adorned it, either flourishing or collapsing and dying. The light they emitted infused the originally pitch-black, deathly silent microcosm with the brightness of life, as well as the color of destruction.

This was not the first time the Lord of Storms had come here.

Seeing the microcosm created by Annan once again, his heart still trembled.

If an ordinary being appeared here, they would only sense the vastness and mystery of the microcosm.

But in the eyes of a deity like the Lord of Storms, who could perceive all things, every star in this universe operated according to unique rules, containing information discernible only by deities.

"After becoming disheartened and abandoning the Giant Pantheon, I spent endless ages creating this microcosm."

"Here, each star represents a world."

"It still belongs to the multiverse, but at the same time, it also mirrors the multiverse, reflecting the order of the multiverse's operation."

Annan smiled and, in a teaching tone, said to the Lord of Storms, "Stormus, your heart has now calmed down. Now, try to see clearly and understand the future direction of the multiverse."

The Lord of Storms showed a look of confusion and said, "Father, how exactly should I do this?"

He could indeed see much information, but it was chaotic and meaningless, like countless events happening in different worlds, too complex for even his divine power to sort out all at once.

Annan smiled slightly and said, "Don't rush. Just focus and observe."

"I will help you."

Why did this Creator favor the Lord of Storms the most? Was it merely because of emotional preference?

No, it was more than that; it was only a minor factor.

The fundamental reason was that among Annan's many offspring, only the Lord of Storms had truly inherited Annan's bloodline. The other Giant Gods were more inclined towards their mother goddess' bloodline.

The stronger one is, the harder it is to have offspring.

Even using the power of procreation, the only one truly connected by blood to Annan, and with a bond, was the Lord of Storms.

The Lord of Storms also resembled Annan the most.

In the Lord of Storms, Annan saw a reflection of himself, whether in stubbornness, obsession, or enlightenment after deep thought. These were the reasons why Annan valued the Lord of Storms so much.

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Storms exhaled a breath, his eyes becoming as serene as ancient wells, looking very much like Annan.

Annan extended a finger and touched the Lord of Storms' forehead.

In an instant, endless stars appeared in the Lord of Storms' eyes. Some were motionless, some rotated slowly, some streaked across the vacuum like meteors, while others orbited around each other, either colliding or coexisting in the same system.

As time passed.

The mind of the Lord of Storms gradually immersed in it.

His divine blood resonated with each star, his will dancing among the galaxy's stars, penetrating through subtle levels of insight, his vision gradually elevated, comprehending the true essence of the microcosm from a more macro perspective and understanding.

Then, the Lord of Storms' heart trembled, and he emerged from the state of enlightenment.

"What did you see?"

Annan retracted his finger and asked.

The Lord of Storms was silent for a while, then looked up, meeting his father's gaze, and slowly said in a hoarse voice, "I saw endless stars soaked in purple, continuously perishing in a purple tide, but a dragon reversed the situation, eliminating the purple as it went. Eventually, the stars formed its figure, reigning over the infinite worlds."

"Its form is Garon Aurelian."

Annan did not possess the authority over time.

However, he had a mysterious foresight method called "cosmic reflection," a skill Annan had comprehended during countless eons of observing the operation of the plane worlds.

Cosmic reflection is an ultimate foresight method.

It is not limited to an individual, a battle, a race, or the fate of a world. It predicts the destiny of the entire multiverse.

Annan nodded, then clasped his hands behind his back, gazing into the starry sea, and said with a smile, "Now, only you and I know the fate of the multiverse, and it is unstoppable."

Unstoppable.

"Is the fate of the multiverse truly unchangeable?"

Annan detected the lingering unwillingness in the Lord of Storms' heart and said calmly, "It can be changed, but you don't have that power."

"Then, Father, what about you? If it's you..."

Before the Lord of Storms could finish, Annan gently shook his head and said, "Why do you think I waited until the dark time dragon that killed you left before reconstructing my divine body?"

"Could it be that even Father is no match?"

The Lord of Storms looked shocked.

In his eyes, Annan was the most powerful existence below the supreme deity.

"Don't be surprised. I have never been invincible."

Annan said calmly.

After a pause, Annan continued to the Lord of Storms, "My child, I know your obsession still remains, but it's okay. Stay here with me and watch the changes in the multiverse. You will understand one day."

The Lord of Storms would have refused in the past.

But now, although there was still a trace of unwillingness, he also recognized reality. After the fall of the Giant Pantheon, he had lost interest in the outside world.

"Father, I understand."

The Lord of Storms nodded and, with Annan, turned his gaze to the endless stars.

In the Battle of the Fire Land, the Giant Gods were nearly annihilated, laying an irreversible foundation for the dragons' final victory.

After the Battle of the Fire Land, the Dragon Gods, including Garon, did not rest.

Because although the war among the gods had ended, the war among the races continued and was quite intense.

The Dragon Gods first personally took action, sweeping through the outer planes one by one, killing well-known powerful giant factions and prominent individual giants with potential and heroic status in the war.

Then, they began to descend en masse into the Prime Material Plane.

With no giant deities to resist, the Dragon God incarnations led dragon armies to slowly sweep and destroy the giants in the Prime Material Plane, an unstoppable force.

Amidst this, the gods of Mount Celestia suddenly held a council, inviting all the gods of Mount Celestia, and even some gods from other upper planes.

Among the Dragon God Pantheon, the Metal Dragon Gods and Garon received invitations.

As for the divine Garon... the scale of the Battle of the Fire Land was too large, attracting the attention of the gods. After Garon revealed himself, the relationship between the divine Garon and the real Garon was uncovered by the gods.

This was expected by the Dragon Gods, so it was no surprise.

Moreover, the war was already in its final stages, and the fallen divine Garon had not yet been resurrected. Therefore, the real Garon received the invitation from the gods of Mount Celestia, inviting him and the Metal Dragon Gods to the council.

When he received the divine message, Garon was in the Eternal Hall of the Dragon Court, imprinting his will onto the Crown of Heroes.

In the dragon's nest.

A silver dragon with a crown of thorns on its head coiled atop layered treasures, eyes slightly closed.

The Crown of Heroes glowed faintly, trembling slightly, as the power of time infused with Garon's mental will continuously poured into it.

The Crown of Heroes was a peace offering from Annan to all Dragon Gods.

Due to Garon's crucial role, the Crown of Heroes was eventually entrusted to him after mutual agreement, and he was now in the process of refining and subduing it.

Upon receiving the divine message, the silver dragon opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Garon saw a small, exquisite, smooth, and glossy tail tip covered with fine, diamond-like red dragon scales swaying in front of him.

Yuna, feeling bored, was scratching at Garon's faceplate with her tail tip, even trying to poke into his nostrils.

Grabbing the power dragon girl's tail, the silver dragon extended his hooked claw, gently rubbing and feeling the subtle friction through the tiny gaps in Yuna's scales.

On the other side.

The power dragon girl stiffened as if electrocuted, her tail stretched straight.

In battle, a dragon's tail is a formidable weapon, but among dragon mates, the tail is considered a particularly sensitive area when relaxed.

"Ah, don't touch there."

Yuna called out softly, twisting her tail to escape the dragon's grasp.

Garon snorted and said, "You dared to misbehave while my mind was focused. This is your punishment."

After playing around for a while, the two dragons, already an old couple, finally settled down.

"You're going to Mount Celestia?"

"I want to go too. I've never been to Mount Celestia."

Upon hearing that Garon was going to Mount Celestia, Yuna said excitedly.

The silver dragon smiled and said, "

No problem."

Casting time teleportation, using Lunia, the first layer of Mount Celestia, as a coordinate, Garon took the power dragon girl and disappeared from the Dragon Court.

Lunia, the first layer of Mount Celestia, the Silver Heaven.

Boundless, shimmering silver sea, like an ocean of infinite liquid silver, with every wave reflecting a dazzling silver light, unique and magnificently beautiful.

Above the silver sea, two dragons appeared.

"Wow, what a beautiful ocean."

"This is the Silver Sea? I've heard about it in the Plane Guide."

The Plane Guide, a type of dragon heritage knowledge, specifically introduces famous places in different plane worlds, and the Silver Sea is one of the landmarks of Lunia.

Bathing in the gentle breeze, Garon gazed at the Silver Sea.

The water had a metallic texture and luster, yet it was strangely clear. Waves rolled across the surface, the old ones disappearing and new ones forming, cycling endlessly. Schools of holy light fish swam peacefully, and islands dotted the sea, inhabited by celestial pegasi, angels of white light, and other naturally good-aligned beings of Mount Celestia.

Splash!

The power dragon girl's massive body plunged into the Silver Sea, splashing countless silver lights and raising waves hundreds of feet high, chasing the holy fish with great joy.

Garon did not show the same excitement as Yuna.

Although it was his first time visiting in person, Garon was not unfamiliar with Lunia due to his connection with the divine Garon.

Lifting his head, Garon looked at a certain spot in the sky above the Silver Sea, focusing his gaze.

Here was where the divine Garon's divine realm was located.

Although the divine Garon had fallen, his divine realm continued to operate as usual. Right next to it was the divine realm of the Metal Dragon Gods, and no deity had come to seize the divine Garon's realm. Moreover, the gods of Mount Celestia, being lawful, rarely engaged in forceful plundering.

Due to the commotion caused by Yuna's playful antics in the Silver Sea, the sea's guardians quickly arrived.

A group of Hound Archons.

Leading them was a powerful Hound Archon with a formidable demigod aura, its fur sleek and shiny, black and white.

As soon as their eyes met the silver dragon hovering above, the Hound Archon leader froze slightly, then showed a fierce expression and thundered, "What being dares to impersonate the noble and exalted Time Dragon God!"

Even in the outer planes, the gods are the true rulers.

In Lunia, Garon's image was deeply ingrained.

Furthermore, the Hound Archons were well aware of the divine Garon's death.

As for the relationship between the divine Garon and the real Garon, although it was exposed, it had not been widely disseminated. Only the gods knew, and the Hound Archons were not aware.

For such a misunderstanding, Garon's approach was simple.

In the midst of the Hound Archons' approach, he stopped time.

Suddenly, every Hound Archon, the waves and tides of the Silver Sea, and the breeze in the air all froze.

"I am the Lord of the Dragon Court. All of you, stand down."

After speaking, Garon withdrew the time stop field.

He had not stopped the Archons' thoughts, so they heard Garon's words and sensed his power, acknowledging his identity.

"We apologize for our shortsightedness in failing to recognize the holy one's true form."

"We are immensely grateful for your mercy and forgiveness."

In the eyes of the Hound Archons, the Lord of the Dragon Court was still a holy one.

Even so, they showed utmost humility and respect to Garon.

A radiant golden and silver light appeared, taking on a dragon shape, and in an instant, a figure landed beside Garon.

"You are here."

The Metal Dragon God, maintaining a hundred-meter form, descended, matching Garon's size.

Unless in battle, deities did not fully unfold their divine bodies, and neither did quasi-deities, as their massive forms would cause environmental damage with every movement, making it inconvenient.

Garon nodded slightly and said thoughtfully, "My intuition tells me this council of the gods of Mount Celestia will not be smooth."

The Metal Dragon God's eyes narrowed, showing a serious expression, and said, "Your intuition is very accurate."

"This council is likely convened because of our Dragon Pantheon."

Garon said calmly, "Yes, although we have some guesses, let's go to the council and hear what the gods have to say, and see what they intend to do."

Having experienced countless wars, Garon had forged an ironclad mind, ready to face whatever came next.

"Yuna, do you want to join the council of the gods with me?"

Garon asked the still-playing Yuna in the Silver Sea.

"No, I want to play here."

"Councils are so boring."

Yuna's head emerged from the Silver Sea, spitting out water, and said.

Garon nodded and said, "Don't wander off, stay here in the Silver Sea."

After speaking, Garon and the Metal Dragon God left together, heading to another layer of Mount Celestia.

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