My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death

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"I wonder what meal awaits us inside!" Vritra roared, as he swung his giant tail and crushed the entire Boss Dorr in a single swing!

CLASH!

The entire door began to fall into giant boulders, as everyone glanced inside, wondering what they could find inside! It was a Rank 8 monster, after all, it was bound to be strong.

However, what everyone saw inside was… a large amount of furniture, and many snacks all piled up around a comfy pile of cushions, where a large and fatty, red-scaled dragon with tiny wings couldn't possibly help it fly rested.

It seemed annoyed at the people… and it was also reading a large book, and it had many other books piled up at the side. Additionally, there was… a giant white orb resting over a cushion with it as well, reading books too.

"Eh?! Who dares come to disturb the Lord of Fire?!" it roared, as it ate a large rice cookie.

Everyone dropped their jaws as even Frank didn't expect this with all his powers.

"What the heck? Who is this?" wondered Orb.

"Wait, is that… that's the dungeon core!" said Thineas, pointing at the white orb a the side of the dragon.

"It is… reading a book?" asked Gwendolyn, in disbelief.

"Eh…? I didn't know the one in here took such liberties!" said Axitl.

"Ah… Is this the Lord of Fire?! The legendary Lord of Fire that brought both calamity and riches to the tribes… It is… a fatty neet dragon?!" asked Clishya, who had learned the term "neet" from Kamei, as she called Frank before all of his life turned upside down.

"A Dragon? Not a monster?" wondered Abraddon.

"It is really a dragon! Yaaay! Finally, another one! Hopefully, Aaronarra will get happy, I don't like his glare…" sighed Thineas. She had been affected when Aaronarra confronted the Gods and told them that they were inept and irresponsible gods that left the Dragons to die miserably and found happiness in finding another of the rare species of ancient beings.

"What the… UEGH?!"

The Fire Dragon began to cough the rice cracker it was eating as it began to choke for a bit, the dungeon core at its side created a giant hand made of telekinesis and slapped her back, making her puke the piece of cracker stuck into her throat.

"Uagh… Ugh, thanks… A-Anyways- AH! T-THINEAS-SAMA!?"

The Fire Dragon once more acted surprised as she saw Thineas in the flesh, she remembered Thineas because… well, she was a Rank 8 Dragon, and was of a way higher rank than even Aaronarra, being an old dragoness that had the chance of meeting the gods in person when they descended long ago!

"The very one! I am so glad to find a new dragon! Oh, this is Abraddon by the way, he took a humanoid form for now… Oh! And this is Axitl, our Chaos Goddess daughter, remember her creation?" asked Thineas.

"I-I do… Wait, that handsome man is Abraddon-sama?" asked the fire dragoness.

"Hm!" said Thineas while nodding.

"A-Ah… errr… yes… Sorry for what we did before… Now things are very different," said Abraddon sighing a bit.

"Hello!" said Axitl, waving her hand.

"T-The Chaos Goddess has grown a lot… I think she used to be a little girl that gazed at the world from the moon, right? Well, sorry for using one of your dungeons as a house, it is the only place that survives the cataclysms of the Demon King," said the dragoness, who has survived many cataclysms, which she referred to as "annoying tremors that happened every now and then".

"Ah, well, don't mind… And… Why is this core doing this? Should you be working?" asked Axitl, touching the core.

The Dungeon Core floated in midair and seemed to nod, and then, it formed two hands of telekinesis and began to beg for mercy… it couldn't speak.

In the end, Frank, and the company explained their situation and then the fire dragon and the dungeon core explained theirs.

This Fire Dragon was named Mustaria, and she was a Rank 8 Peak Stage Fire Dragon that had lived for many years. She once used to roam the world but after the fall of the dragons, she escaped from civilizations and holed herself inside a dungeon, tired of the annoying outside world filled with problems.

Her mother had died before she could mature so she didn't lose her to the humans, and her father had gone missing and she grew mostly by herself while meeting some of the other dragons, but after seeing the chaos that happened after the mortals began to hunt them down for resources, instead of using her might fight them off, she escaped and decided to hole herself inside a dungeon.

The Dungeon Core came into play later on, when it realized that she was constantly devouring the final boss to occupy its position and room, and in the end, it couldn't convince the Dragon, so she ended being assigned the role of dungeon monster…

In fact, she had died once when a powerful Rank 9 Ancient Sage here came to kill her, retrieving her corpse… but because she was a dungeon monster, she revived after a few years (due to the amount of power needed to fully revive a dragon-like her), and since then she had been slacking off.

…It was quite the story.

Aaronarra and Ardarth were quickly brought here to meet Mustaria, who was like a grandma for the two…

"To think that another Fire Dragon of the Elder ones would be here… You are quite the grandma, aren't you?" asked Ardarth.

"Shut up! I am in the prime of my youth! I actually died once but was revived, so I am actually younger now!" said the dragoness. Indeed, she was revived into an egg so through these thousands of years since then she had grown back to a respectable size, but not the same she once had.

"Isn't that quite unfair?" asked Aaronarra.

"Haha! Some have it easier, others have it harder, son!" chuckled Mustaria.

In the end, Frank conquered the Dungeon, and Mustaria was brought into the Divine Realm to live comfortably there…

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