Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

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I feel drowsy.

Where am I?

Was I not dead?

I remember clearly how I died, how I had my entire body turned into ashes as those men wearing black suits began to extract whatever was left of my body as materials for their experiments.

At that moment, when I was dying, I wished for many things.

And a strange, mechanical voice answered me with solutions.

What kind… of solutions?

What was going on back then?

I do not get it…

But everything should be over now…

My family was killed, my powers were stripped from me, and I was left with nothing but a bitter death.

Have I… somehow survived and now I am in their lab again?

I slowly open my eyes, to find that… I am inside a house made of wood.

Everything seems rather big.

I am… over a bed?

Eh?

Ugh.

Suddenly, a flash of memories rushes through my mind.

What?

I am… what?!

What is going on?

Was my past life just a dream?

No, this feels different.

I… clearly reincarnated.

I look at my own body.

My skin is blue.

I am quite cold, for some reason.

My hands are tiny like those of a baby.

I can even see my little blue legs.

The small memories I got were when I was born.

I was… reborn.

This is… I have reincarnated.

I remember reading some books about reincarnation inside another world.

But I never thought that this could actually be real.

Life was always so bitter, dark, ugly, and filled with blood and suffering…

I never thought that something so soothing and relaxing like this could exist.

I am now a newborn baby resting above a warm bed.

It feels… so soothing I am… going to fall asleep.

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I have been sleeping in several intervals and through many days.

Many, many days…

I do not know how much time has gone by but… I want this to last forever.

This place…

I have a family…

A family of my own…

A family that really loves me…

It makes me so happy.

Papa is a strong, blue-skinned man, he seems to be very tall.

He is muscular and very energetic and has a long white beard, he seems to be a lumberjack.

Mama is a gentle and beautiful, blue-skinned woman, she always kisses and hugs me, and always tells me how much she loves me.

It makes me so happy.

She is gentle and has a slim complexion, but seems as big as papa.

She has long white hair and shiny yellow eyes.

When she looks at me, I know she really loves me…

She feeds me her milk, something that makes me feel drowsy when I drink too much, so I often fall asleep fast.

Like this… I think even years might have gone by.

I slowly began to somehow understand their strange dialect, and I also learned a few things.

This is definitely not Earth…

However, my parents are quite ignorant, so they do not know much, and there are no books in here to read anything to understand this world better.

The only thing I know is that everyone around our tiny village is blue-skinned and rather big.

I mean, I think… everyone is around 3 meters tall, the smallest ones are the children at 2 meters.

Why is everyone so big?

Although mama never takes me out, I can see the people and the outside world through the window sometimes.

It is all snow, mountains, and pine tree forests, alongside all the houses made by these people, with this very wood.

Everyone wears leather clothes and simple weapons…

I think I saw someone bringing a large wolf the other day, they are probably active hunters and gatherers.

With such big bodies and muscles, I do not think a wolf stands a chance against someone grown-up like my father.

His punches might even break apart the house if he is not careful.

And me…

I am still rather small.

But I might become as big as them one day.

So exciting… I cannot wait to grow up and discover more of this new world with papa and mama.

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Today I am on my 7 years birthday.

It has really been a long time…

But sometimes I remember my previous life as nightmares, simply things that are long in the past.

They are slowly fading away from my memory.

Because I am now having a better life…

I finally… got a family.

And I even got friends.

They are teaching me how to hunt.

I am so happy right now.

This is… life.

I can finally see it.

I can finally… experience what is truly to be alive.

Today is the 7 birthday of many other kids my age.

Our tribe is named Jotunn, which means Giant.

We are Giants, I guess that is the reason why we are so big.

Ice Giants, in specific.

From what I have learned through the religion of my town, this world we live in is named Yggdrasil, and the country where we live is named Jotunheimr.

It slightly reminds me of something on Earth, but I cannot remember correctly what it was.

Our town, however, is far away from any civilization, as we had decided to live near nature and the Ice Peak Mountains.

As Ice Giants, we are naturally immune to cold, so this is our best place to be.

Our tribe worships the Titan Ymir, our oldest ancestor, which is said to be the father of all Giants.

He gave his life away in a battle, and the world we live in was made from his body.

We worship and thank him every day for all his sacrifices so we could live and thrive.

And yes… something more, there is magic in this world.

And today, alongside many other kids who reached 7 years of age, we are going to what is called an Awakening Ceremony.

The elder of the tribe will awaken our Mana Cores, so we can begin cultivating mana and use magic.

I am excited…

In my previous life, I had a strange power that only brought suffering to others.

But perhaps… I can finally acquire a power that can help others.

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