who I am?

Where did I come from?

Where am I going?

It seems that I have been sleeping for too long, so long that even Benchu's memory is blurred.

My body also became heavy, and my breathing seemed to be blocked by something. Is the mask on my face?

Under the thick bone mask, my eyes suddenly opened, and I stroked the mask on my face through my gloves, and my huge memory gradually revived...

I am Mirak, the high priest who once worshipped the Dragon Sect, the first generation of dragon descendants, the dragon killer, and the founder of the new Dragon Sect!

Where did I come from?

Oh, it's Vallock! The strongest dragon priest of the Dragon worship sect! Even though he has the power beyond most giant dragons, he still refuses to escape from the control of the dragon, that idiot!

Later... dozens of giant dragons led the poor insect and countless believers of the Dragon Worship Cult to attack my temple! That idiot actually sacrificed tens of thousands of believers in the end! Why did he say he wanted to be buried with me!

Finally…oh yes, it was Mora, Hermeyus Mora, the demon of knowledge and destiny, who took me away when I was dying and brought me back to His realm, and then I fell into a deep sleep until now.

So, what am I going to do?

Implement Mora's will? Or do you slaughter the remnants of the Dragon Worship Sect? Or... return to the world with its extremely powerful force and rule the world?

Oh, let's go and see that idiot first. Mora didn't kill him at the beginning.

Wait, there is a longer memory...

I'm not just Mirak, I'm still...

"Ah, you finally woke up. This kind of power is really powerful."

In the void, a dark green eye quietly appeared, and then countless eyeballs and tentacles also "squeeze" out of the void.

"Hermaius...Mora!"

The hoarse voice was a little distorted through the bone mask, but it could not hide the anger in the tone.

"So many years have passed, but I still haven't smoothed your resistance, but it doesn't matter. I have seen your fate... um hehehe..."

Mora let out a strange smile and escaped into the void again.

"Damn tentacle monster! I won't surrender!"

Mirac cursed softly, raised his hand to lift the mask on his face, revealing a pale face, and the pale long hair like a waterfall spread out from behind.

"Properties interface."

Mirac chanted silently, and a light screen that could only be seen by herself appeared in front of her.

Name:Milak

Race: Nord/Dragonborn (Hmeeyus Mora)/Didra (Hmeeyus Mora)

Level: 92

Realm: Seed of the World (Derived from Domain)

Strength Ranking: 100

Current world ranking: 4

"After having a few levels, my strength seems to have become much stronger, but my ranking has dropped. It turns out that I can still rank in the top 100. It seems that there have been many strong people recently."

Mi Mei sighed in her heart, but she did not show her expression on the surface. Now she is still in the realm of Mora's alien scriptures. No matter what she does or says, she will be perceived by Hermeyus Mora. This is also the reason why she is so careful.

It has been a day or two that Mora coveted her secrets. In order to obtain the secrets on her, Mora transformed her from an ordinary Nord girl into a dragon descendant, and trained her to a "champion" in the field of alien classics. Over the years, she has also revealed many secrets to Mora intentionally or unintentionally. You must know that a long time ago, Mora's title was not the demon god of knowledge and destiny, but just the demon god of knowledge.

"Damn tentacle monster!" Mirac cursed again: "Don't you know that tentacle monsters and magic girls are natural enemies!"

While speaking, Mirac looked at the mask in his hand again, showing a disgusting expression. He was about to wave his hand to throw it away, but another huge memory surged into his mind...

"Ahhhh! Mora, you bastard!"

After roaring like venting, Mirac finally calmed down. After unfolding the domain to block Mora's perception, she began to recall carefully. This long sleep really made her forget too many things, too many people, and those stupid things she had done before.

"Wallock... that idiot." Mirac's expression became gentle, with a hint of anger between his eyebrows and eyes.

"One-eyed Hakon... is just a group of ants trying to struggle." Mirac snorted lightly, and his expression became cold and arrogant.

"Oduin... I will kill you myself in the end." Mirac narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was firm but unexpectedly cute.

"And Mora..." Mirac's expression was complicated, and his face changed for a long time before he finally let out a long sigh: "Maybe, I've been lost for too long."

He slowly stood up, and the field around his body was in full swing, and the condensed seed of the world was also spinning rapidly, spreading the alien domain of Mora little by little. Mirac's figure slowly blurred, and finally with a light sound, the whole person disappeared without a trace, leaving only a sound that seemed to be mocking: "Mora, you can't control me."

I have been passionate and fought for the dragon with strange power. I have also awakened and got rid of the fanaticism about the dragon. I have endured it and accumulated strength under the rule of the dragon. I have raised the flag to fight and angrily killed the dragon for my compatriots. I have lost myself and thought that power is everything. I have been confused and believed that the devil gods are bewitching. I have been arrogant and declined the requests of my fellow tribes. I have been betrayed and almost killed by my lover...

All of this is like a big dream, and now, I finally woke up from the dream and returned to my original self, the Nord girl with passion and a little ignorant, that, the original time traveler!

A pair of plain hands were quietly clasped, and the robe full of Mora tentacle style was broken, and the snowflakes in the sky swept into a storm, and an ice-blue robe gathered on her body.

"Milak? It's better not to have this kind of name given by a dragon. I am still the original me, An."

The white-haired girl laughed at herself. The name Miraak, in the dragon language, means "loyal leader". It is the name given by her Dragon Lord after she showed outstanding leadership skills in the Dragon Cult. As a symbol of honor, An has been using this name even after she betrayed her Dragon Lord. However, now it seems that this name is too ridiculous.

During this long period of time, she betrayed her dragon lord, her own tribe, and now she betrayed the demon god Hermeyus Mora. For the sake of strength, she also sacrificed countless subordinates who were loyal to her. Mirac, who used to think that power was everything, might not care, but for today's girl An, the word loyalty is too eye-catching.
Chapter completed!