The roulette slowed, sparks scattering in the dark void. Draco leaned forward, heart pounding though he had no heartbeat to pound.
The first name burned across the screen.
[Dragon #1 Acquired.]
Paarthurnax — The Elder, The Thinker, The Voice (Skyrim)
Draco's jaw dropped. "No way. No way. I got the philosophical grandpa-dragon himself?!" His laughter rang wild through the black. "The Thu'um, the Voice! I can shout people off mountains! Yes!"
The wheel spun again.
[Dragon #2 Acquired.]
Dragonlord Placidusax — The Ancient King, Lord of Storms (Elden Ring)
The final spin clicked into place.
[Dragon #3 Acquired.]
Seath the Scaleless — The Scholar, Betrayer, Mad Eternal (Dark Souls)
The three names shimmered together, light weaving into a single blazing glyph.
[Paarthurnax. Placidusax. Seath. Their traits shall fuse to form your foundation.]
[Upon rebirth, their essence will merge with the dragons of your chosen world.]
Draco's grin returned, wide and feral. "Ohhh, this is going to be so much fun."
The void trembled.
[Searching the Omniverse for compatible dragon-bearing worlds…]
Symbols flared across the screen—countless universes flashing past too fast to read. Then it froze.
[Match Found.]
[Rebirth Destination: Little Garden — The World of Games and Gifts.]
A vortex of searing light tore open beneath him, pulling him down into its brilliance.
Draco's laughter echoed, tinged with both joy and madness. "Little Garden, huh? Then let's go…"
The void swallowed him whole.