Only I Awaken The Forbidden SSS-Rank Dragons

[Discovered Veldora, one of the Twelve Forbidden Dragons.]

[Host, please proceed with the signing process of Veldora, the Forbidden Dragon of Calmness, Pressure, and Water.]

Aleron's lips curled into a rare smile.

He did not hesitate, swiftly retrieving the egg from his spatial ring.

Unlike Ashkar's egg, which had been warm to the touch, this one was cool, almost like holding a smooth stone drawn from the depths of a flowing river.

Following the same steps as before, Aleron pressed his finger against the pale blue shell and channeled his origin energy into it.

A faint pulse thrummed beneath his fingertips, slow yet steady.

The instant his energy entered, a mysterious sensation swept through his mind. It felt vast and ancient, steeped in an unshakable calm that seemed to transcend mortal understanding.

The chaotic weight in his heart eased in an instant. Since arriving in this world, he had been in a constant state of alertness, his emotions locked in a relentless storm he could barely restrain.

If not for Ashkar's steadying presence, he feared he might have spiraled into madness, cutting down everything in his path until his existence was erased by the powers of this world.

Now, all that unrest faded, replaced by a deep, soothing stillness, as if the sea itself had wrapped around his soul.

Aleron closed his eyes briefly, allowing the serenity to wash through him before continuing to form the contract.

Under the stunned gazes of those nearby, fine cracks began to spread across the egg. The sound was delicate, like the slow splitting of ice under pressure.

The pale blue fragments fell away, releasing a breath of cool, mist-laden air that curled like silver threads around Aleron's hands.

From within, a small dragon emerged. Its scales mirrored the tranquil surface of an ocean under moonlight, each one glistening as though carved from crystallized water.

Its slender body shimmered with rippling light, its skin flowing like a living current.

Translucent fins traced the lines of its jaw and spine, their edges tipped with silver that caught the light in sharp yet graceful flashes.

Its eyes were deep pools of cerulean, endless and unreadable, carrying the silence of the ocean's abyss.

When it exhaled, a fine mist drifted into the air, cooling the surroundings and carrying the faint scent of fresh rainfall.

Every breath seemed to smooth the tension in Aleron's chest, like gentle waves caressing jagged rocks.

This was not a creature of violent storms, but the embodiment of the deep sea's dual nature, a serenity that concealed an irresistible and crushing force.

Aleron finally understood why Veldora was called the Forbidden Dragon of Calmness, Pressure, and Water.

[Congratulations on forming the contract with Veldora, the Forbidden Dragon of Water, Calmness, and Pressure.]

[Fusion ability has reached Level 2. You have awakened the Abyssal Eyes.]

Aleron's gaze softened as he looked at the dragon with genuine affection.

Veldora, sensing the sincerity in his eyes, looked back at him. She felt something strange and profound stir within her, a bond unlike any she had known.

She was born into this strange world, which she knew nothing about; however, she could tell that the man before her was someone special.

…

Meanwhile, in the outside world, just as with the awakening of Ashkar, the moment Veldora was born, the Origin Skies darkened. The heavens began to mourn the fate of the world once more.

Rain poured heavily across the continents, yet there was something unsettling about it.

In a certain city, a boy of about sixteen turned to his mother and pointed toward a puddle in the street.

"Mother, why is the rain dark? Look, the water there is so black."

The mother frowned and turned to glance at where her son was pointing.

Her expression froze, her eyes shifting as if something unnatural had taken root within her.

The boy, sharp for his age, noticed the sudden change in her demeanor.

"Mother? What's wrong?" His voice trembled.

She did not answer. Her form seemed to twist with each passing second until her hand warped into a sharp, scythe-like shape. In one swift motion, she slashed at him.

A head flew into the air, blood splattering into the dark puddle.

The black water absorbed the crimson fluid instantly, rippling for a brief moment before returning to an eerie stillness.

This same scene unfolded across the Origin World.

With the rain came the awakening of the abyss.

…

In a vast and mysterious temple, the hairline fracture on the obsidian floor remained, and silence dominated the air.

Only a single elder with grey hair was present, the one left behind to guard the temple after the others departed to inform their factions of the events that had taken place and the calamity that was drawing near.

Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound echoed through the hall.

The elder's eyes narrowed.

"It cannot be…" he murmured, quickly rushing toward the source of the sound.

Upon entering the grand hall, his gaze fell upon the smooth, polished obsidian floor.

There, where one hairline fracture had already existed, another had appeared, splitting in a jagged line.

His breath caught.

Another terrifying omen had surfaced.

"What in the world is happening?" he muttered, his voice taut with unease.

Though he could not comprehend the cause, he knew the other elders needed to be informed immediately.

Without delay, he hurried into the inner chambers, his hands moving across the controls of several ancient devices.

One by one, messages were sent out to every elder of the council, warning them of the new development.

Outside the temple, chaos spread like wildfire. Another wave of forbidden creatures had awakened, and battles erupted across countless lands.

Conflicts raged, bodies fell, and rivers of blood were spilled. The espers of the world were already mobilizing, trying desperately to contain the crisis before it consumed everything.

And in the shadows, beyond the reach of common eyes, the Genesis Coil studied the abominations with fevered anticipation.

At last, they had something new to dissect and reshape into creations of their own design.