The mention of Dragonborn presences scattered across other worlds immediately caught Erend's attention.
He fell silent for several moments as he stood within the vast white space of his subconscious realm. The endless white walls stretched infinitely in every direction while black checker patterns covered the floor beneath his feet. Despite visiting this place many times, Erend still found it strangely calming whenever he needed time to think.
Ancient Dragonborns… The possibility that others of his kind had existed long before him raised countless questions. Until now, the four Dragonborns had possessed almost no information regarding their own origins.
They did not know who created the Dragonborn, why they existed, or whether they were simply chosen by fate or part of something much greater. Excluding Erend of course, who got his powers from the System.
