Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

At that moment, he felt that he was redeemed.

Unfortunately, the crown who saved him from the endless darkness didn't seem to like him very much.

He saw disappointment on the crown's face.

After the other party confirmed that he had lost all his memories of his life, the disappointment became more obvious.

But at that time, he didn't care about these.

He looked around and looked around.

He was so curious about everything in this "new world".

Especially... that strange thing called power armor.

Unfortunately, the guy with a dog head didn't want to take it off for him to see, which made him very distressed.

He could only watch the dog-headed man leave unwillingly, and when he came back, he brought back a person.

His mother, the great crown who ignited the fire of his soul and saved him from the endless darkness, seemed to want him to restore his memory.

She said that this was his former companion.

But he didn't have any impression.

Compared with that companion, he was more curious about the power armor on the dog-headed man.

Deep in his soul, he longed to get that thing, disassemble it, and understand everything in it.

Fortunately, his mother saw his desire and agreed to let him study the technologies.

But his mother also told him.

It was she who killed him.

Or rather, killed his previous life.

But he didn't care.

He only knew that it was his mother who persevered and sprinkled light into the darkness and finally saved him.

After he expressed his thoughts, his mother seemed very happy.

So much so that she gave him a new name.

A name full of mythology - Arthas!

At that moment, Arthas secretly swore in his heart that he would not disappoint his mother's expectations, become a true Lich King, and become his mother's right-hand man!

But... in the end, his mother asked him to change his words and call her master instead of mother.

Arthas felt as if his soul fire twitched at that time.

He didn't understand why his mother said that.

But there was an inexplicable feeling of loss in his heart.

Later, Arthas understood.

He was too useless and too weak.

How could such a humble and weak person claim to be his mother's eldest son?

From that time on, Arthas silently set a goal in his heart.

'Surpass everyone in the empire, so as to gain the recognition of his mother and become the real eldest son of the empire! '

In order to achieve this goal, he followed his mother's instructions and went to find the dog-headed man.

The other party took him to find a green-skinned orc with a long hair-Gar.

Under Gar's hands, Arthas finally came into contact with all kinds of ancient creations that he longed for in his heart.

He followed his inner instinct and began to dismantle those creations.

However, after dismantling them, he found that... he couldn't put them back together.

At that time, Arthas finally realized that without sufficient foundation, he could not study these creations.

So after that, he began to act as Gar's apprentice when he worked, followed him to learn, and madly absorbed the knowledge he needed, dreaming that one day he would surpass Gar in the level of research on ancient orc technology.

At the same time, taking advantage of the fact that the undead do not need to sleep, Arthas would always run to the obelisk outside the city at night, absorbing the remaining breath of death in the land, improving his strength, and practicing his swordsmanship.

Although as a lich, he is a natural spellcaster, but the Lich King Arthas in his mother's mouth uses a sword. In order to get his mother's approval, he did not hesitate to become a melee lich, just to be more like the Lich King in his mother's mouth.

In his spare time, Arthas also tried to make friends.

This was something he dared not think about when he was in that endless dark space.

Unfortunately, he is an undead after all, a "freak" who stays in the world as a dead person. Even if he wears heavy armor to cover the ugly and scary appearance of the undead, those orcs and half-orcs will still fear him from the bottom of their hearts, let alone make friends.

Even the high-level officials of the Black Dragon Empire, such as Wangcaigar, intentionally or unintentionally keep a certain distance from him.

This made Arthas very distressed.

He didn't like this feeling of loneliness.

So Arthas decided to create a fellow creature for himself to ease his loneliness.

He found the corpse of a wyvern thrown into the yellow sand.

To be precise, it was a broken corpse with a huge spear piercing its body, like a barbecue, slanting into the yellow sand.

The endless yellow sand almost buried most of it.

ArthasSass also felt the loneliness on the corpse stuck alone in the yellow sand.

So he took the corpse back and used the necromancy spell to resurrect it into a dead body.

But what was resurrected was just an undead bone dragon without any wisdom.

This guy was not only stupid, but also liked to stuff things into his ass with only bones left from time to time.

This made Arthas helpless.

He immediately crossed this stupid dragon out of his companion reserve, and only regarded the other party as a stupid mount without any reason.

But in this way, he fell into loneliness again.

Just like in that darkness.

In order to dispel this loneliness, Arthas went to the dungeon for some reason and found the human named Moses.

When the other party saw him again, he seemed very excited, but when he found that he still had not recovered his memory, his face showed a deep disappointment.

Arthas didn't care about these.

He just wanted a friend to talk to.

When Arthas expressed his idea.

This human seemed to agree to this request because of his past life.

But Arthas felt that the other party should not only have this reason.

This human named Moses was actually very lonely.

Arthas could feel that loneliness.

So, two lonely souls collided with each other, and Arthas had his first "friend."

Every day, he would take some time out from sword practice and study to go to the dungeon to chat with this only friend.

Although most of the time, he was the one talking, and Moses just listened quietly.