Epic Of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System-Novel

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Within the realm of ice dragons inside the Draconic Realms, Nifl and Fafnir spoke alone. After their son left them to be alone and think about what he learned, the two addressed what had happened, and the entire issue with Sangre.

"Although I often don't mention it, I often think about Sangre. Each time I see Drake I am reminded of the one I sacrificed to have the chance to give birth to him." Nifl sighed. "It is… I guess it's my own sin, something I must bear on my own. I don't want Drake to feel guilty about this…"

"He seems to be feeling rather guilty, however. As tough as that guy tries to act like, he's sure a softie deep down. He has strong emotions and… above all, my son has a ton of empathy." Sighed Fafnir. "Us dragons are prideful and virtuous but in this harsh world, sympathy is often not something you find, even amongst fellow dragons."

"Drake is a good son… I don't want him to carry this burden." Nifl sighed. "Sangre… according to what he told us, Sangre seems to have become even more malicious. Is there even a way to save him now? It feels like… he has completely become the thing he hates the most, just like Alucard was…"

"That kid has lost his heart…" Fafnir said.

"And it is all my fault…" Nifl said.

"No, it's not… your fault, Nifl." Sighed Fafnir. "You didn't had an option there."

"But I can't simply live while thinking I am free from guilt, can't I? I am his mother… the least I could do is carry this burden and this sorrow with myself. Maybe I didn't had an option back then but even then… What I did was not what a mother would do." Nifl said. "I… If it wasn't because I knew that Drake was going to be born, I would had simply fought him…"

"You would had fought Alucard? That insane bastard? You would had died!" Fafnir sighed.

"I know but… I would had died with honor trying to protect my son! I know I had no options but now… it sometimes feels like dead would had been a mor fitting end for a good mother." Sighed Nifl.

"No, that's not right… That would had been the end of someone foolish." Fafnir said. "You did the right thing, Nifl… And that Sangre, I am sure Drake will do everything he can before even considering killing him. I know him well, I'm his father."

"Drake…" Nifl sighed.

"Maybe we should help him when that time comes. We have to confront him, Sangre." Fafnir said. "Nifl, now that you've mostly recovered… you have to confront your son, with Drake and I at your side."ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Noᴠelꜰire

"Confront Sangre… I can't believe I've been so afraid of what he had become that I never thought about this… I never considered it." Nifl said, looking into the distance. "Fighting my own son seems like a nightmare to me… But I guess that's what I should had considered from the beginning."

"I'll have to tell Drake about this once we get there." Said Fafnir. "Until then, you should keep resting and recovering your wounds, strengthen yourself using the Draconic Records. I've been gathering divine materials, I am almost done with an Elixir to hasten your recovery."

"Y-You've been gathering materials? But an Elixir to heal a Dragon like myself…" Nifl felt surprised.

"Yeah, they're hard to come by, I've been gathering them for over a hundred years now…" Fafnir said. "I am almost there anyways."

"Thank you… Since you showed up in my life that everything has been more bearable. I never thought having a partner was what I needed the most…." Nifl sighed.

"I am glad that you are here as well." Fafnir sighed. "I am also glad to have you with me."

The two dragons cuddled together above the snow, as Nifl made her mind to tell her plan to Drake whenever he were to enter the Draconic Records once more.

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(Drake's POV)

Once I joined back with my family, I tried to calm down and attempt to forget my concerns, but the more I tried to enjoy myself with my family, the more they came back to me.

This is unlike me. I've never been this kind of person that lets his thoughts get the better of him.

Yet… whenever I think about this deal, I get pretty pissed off, and at the same time, kind of depressed.

Well… In my previous life, I was always a depressive slog, so it makes sense something like this resurfaces from time to time.

When I was reincarnated as a dragon I really thought I could just steamroll the world and eventually not care about anything, but things like these kind of wake me up from such a mindset.

Once I sat down to relax over the grasslands, while the sun of my divine realm bathed over my scales, Benladann and Miranda walked to my side, curious about the reason why I was in such a sour mood. I ended telling them about my recent visit and all, not like I could hide it from them. Women are always very receptive about feelings and stuff.

"Hmmm… Seems like your mother simply loves you a lot." Miranda said.

"Drake…" Benladann sighed.

Miranda seemed to not take this as serious as my stupid mind was doing so, while Benladann's empathy made her almost cry after hearing what I said. The two of them are very different even though they are like twins…

"So… Your mother did this for you get you're feeling guilty about it, when you didn't had anything to do with it at the end?" Miranda asked. "Drake why are you so conflicted over this?"

"I… I just tended to blame myself a lot about stuff back in my previous life, I guess. But isn't it kind of my fault, partially at least?" I wondered.

"Certainly… but this also ends on your mother's side of the responsibility…" Benladann added.

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