The acrid stench of decay fills the nostrils.
The dragon's blood and flesh, accumulated over hundreds of years, no longer exhibit the once-mighty and sacred presence; what remains is struggle and ugliness, as if narrating the tragic plight of the last dragon.
[The damp, cold air, the choking stench that makes one want to cry, the darkness where one cannot see their own hand—]
[This is the place of its birth]
[No one would approach here, yet a dazzling person stepped into the pool, disregarding the filth]
[Causing it, as a single-celled organism, to]
[Subconsciously yearn]
[In that moment, devoid of self, it awakened a desire, relying on the dragon's functions to mimic the man and shape a human form]
[It saw something beautiful]
[Though it is merely a single-celled organism that can only wriggle, it cannot help but yearn for that person, developing the thought of wanting to become like him]
"It's so cold; have I been soaking in the pool too long? No matter, since you want to follow me, I will take you to the surface."
Moran cradled the freshly shaped mass of flesh.
No, it is not quite right to call it that.
She has gained a body in pursuit of her inner desires.
Her scattered silver hair clung together due to the mire's filth, her fair face and slender figure also covered in black mud.
Yet, the effort of imitation.
Perfectly embodies the pursuit of beautiful things; she is an untainted flower born from ugliness and stench.
"Ah… ah…"
She cannot even utter words from her throat.
Her speech organs have yet to form.
But the gaze directed at Moran is filled with hope and longing, as if looking up at the starry sky.
"Hehe, before that, let me introduce myself. My name is Moran. I am a being born from the same source as you; from another perspective, I can also be considered your older brother…"
Moran tells her his identity.
[You, as if holding a precious treasure, carefully watch as the mass of flesh struggles and yearns to crawl towards the ground]
[Your heart is filled with deep emotion]
[It is like seeing yourself reflected in a mirror]
[Once upon a time, he too struggled like this, inching his way towards the ground, yearning to see the light]
[Enduring immense pain]
[Now, seeing the mass of flesh struggle like that, you do not want her to endure the hardships and pain you once faced]
[Back then, it was because you could only climb upwards, not knowing if anyone would extend a helping hand to you]
[Now that you can help]
[You naturally will not hold back]
"Should I say, welcome to this world? Or perhaps, hello, dear sister, born as a dragon like me. Welcome, to this beautiful yet cruel world."
Moran speaks as if greeting her.
The spirit that was still wriggling in his arms calms down, as if moved by his words.
Though she is so ugly.
She cannot understand the words of the dazzling person.
Yet, she can grasp the kindness in his words.
Just this alone is enough to make her shed tears, releasing her first cry upon entering the world.
The crystalline tears wash away the filth.
"It won't do to be without a name; as a dragon spirit born in the mire, hmm, I have thought of your name—Melusine, let's call you Melusine, how does that sound?"
Moran bestows a name upon the girl in his arms.
This is the first gift she has received in the world.
Just as she formed a body by mimicking the man, this name enriches her sense of self.
At this moment, she truly becomes a living being.
She is born into this world.
[You take Melusine away from the Dragon's Eye]
[The dragon essence in Albion's spiritual cave has been drained; both you and Melusine represent the dragon of Albion]
[Even so, Melusine's dragon bloodline]
[Is slightly thicker than yours]
[Thus, the pressure she faces in the present world is immense; the closer she gets to the surface, the more pressure she will endure]
[Now, Melusine has only just been born]
[She clings to you like a child following their parents, unwilling to leave your side, no matter how painful it is]
[Surely, wherever you go]
[She will follow you without hesitation]
[The one who pulled her out of that dim mire is no one else but you]
[Melusine believes her life belongs to you]
[To achieve everything you wish to realize, she chose to become what she is now, the most beautiful and enchanting dragon spirit of Great Britain—your lovely little sister]
[To some extent, this also confirms Albion's thoughts; it is likely that it anticipated this from the very beginning]
[Thus, it offered its support in this way]
[On the way to the surface, you, like in the first round, hunt fantasy creatures to replenish energy for Melusine]
[Clearly, this is still not enough]
[Having just been born, she is like a young dragon, and with the pressure of the present world near the surface]
[Melusine quickly falls into a slumber]
[She feels this is the most efficient action, while also saving her own energy consumption and your burden.]
[The dragon factor within you is relatively low.]
[Therefore, you haven't endured excessive pressure, and concentrating most of your power on the Principle Idea Blood is correct.]
[The Principle Idea Blood is itself a poison independent of the world.]
[Also, as an individual singularity.]
"Phew… Luckily, I didn't bring the Frozen Principle… This time, I brought the Principle of Castle-ergo-Kingdom… This was indeed the right choice!"
Moran was channeling the power of the Principle Idea Blood.
In the first loop, he had the Frozen Principle within him.
Although he could rely on the abilities of the Frozen Principle to embody a singularity and thus counter the rules of the world.
However, the Principle Idea Blood is both power and a curse.
When he was climbing up from the depths, he couldn't use the Frozen Principle for the same reason.
Once the Frozen Principle is activated,
The user would find it difficult to move.
Moreover, the cold domain that expands from within would continuously cause the range of this singularity to expand.
Ultimately turning Britain into frozen soil.
Making it entirely become Moran's coffin.
While the Principle of the Castle is not as powerful as the Frozen Principle, its practicality is far superior.
It can manifest conceptual castle walls in any domain, completely isolating the inside from the outside, transforming it into an independent singularity.
Moran chose it precisely for this reason.
This principle will be very useful in the future.