I Received System to Become Dragonborn

On the other side of the world, the air was cold and sterile, filled with the faint hum of machinery.

Eccar sat in the center of a dimly lit metal room, his body bound tightly by thick chains that shimmered faintly with an unnatural energy. Shackles clamped around his wrists, ankles, and neck, their sharp edges biting into his skin.

His muscles burned from the strain of his contorted position and though his body ached, his mind remained sharp.
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Eccar hated the fucking chains. The confinement, the helpless appearance, it all gnawed at him. But he knew better than to act rashly. This was part of the game. If he wanted his enemy to lower his guard, he had to play the part convincingly.

He gritted his teeth and forced his breathing to slow, his eyes closed as if defeated. Inside, his mind raced, analyzing every detail of his surroundings.

The chains pulsed with energy that sank into his skin, sending jolts through his nerves. These weren't ordinary metal. The energy they emitted was designed to suppress power and to keep even the strongest beings subdued.

Eccar smirked faintly to himself, a flicker of defiance in his otherwise neutral expression.

"

Strong, yes. Unbreakable? No. Give me time, and I'll tear these shit apart."

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed down the corridor outside, the rhythm steady and deliberate. He can hear it clrealy.

Eccar opened his eyes. A heavy metal door slid open with a hiss and Krevak strode into the room.

Krevak's grin stretched wide as he took in the sight of Eccar, bound and seemingly helpless.

The faint glow of the chains reflected off his crimson armor, his movements confident and even looked arrogant. His sharp angular face held a cruel amusement, his dark eyes narrowing as he stepped closer.

"Well, well," Krevak said, his voice smooth and dripping with mockery. "The mighty Dragonborn, reduced to this. You look rather pathetic, I must say. Not quite the legend your kind spins, are you?"

Eccar kept his face impassive, his piercing eyes meeting Krevak's eyees without a trace of fear. He didn't bother to respond immediately, letting the silence stretch just long enough to unnerve his captor.

Krevak tilted his head, his grin faltering slightly under Eccar's unyielding gaze. He cleared his throat, then circled the bound warrior like a predator stalking prey.

"You've been a thorn in our side for far too long, Dragonborn. But now…" He leaned closer. "Now you're mine. And I will

enjoy

breaking you. We didn't even know what luck this is that we found you in this world."

Eccar allowed himself a faint smirk, the kind that barely curled the corners of his mouth but conveyed volumes.

"You talk a lot for someone who had to rely on tricks and the help of other being to get me here."

Krevak's grin twisted into a sneer, his pride pricked. He straightened and folded his arms across his chest.

"Oh, you'll regret that attitude soon enough. Do you know what those chains are made of? They're forged from the remnants of Magic iron and imbued with energy harvested from the stars themselves. Even someone as...

stubborn

as you won't be able to escape. Its not just technology."

"Sounds impressive. Though I'm guessing you wouldn't bother bragging if you were truly confident," Eccar replied.

Krevak's grin wavered at Eccar's calm retort, his jaw tightening with restrained anger. He stared at the Dragonborn, his sharp eyes narrowing as if debating whether to answer or pucnh him.

Eccar leaned his head back slightly against the cold metal wall, his eyes never leaving Krevak's face.

"You talk about gods back then, but I have no idea what you're babbling about. If you're going to punish me for something, wouldn't it make sense to tell me what my so-called sin is first? Maybe I'm not really at fault here."

His tone was calm, almost conversational, but there was a sharp edge to it.

Krevak's scoff filled the room, a hollow sound of contempt.

"Ignorance doesn't absolve guilt, Dragonborn. Just because you claim not to know doesn't mean you are free of sin."

Eccar raised an eyebrow, his lips quirking into a faint smirk.

"If I don't know what I've done, your vengeance will be hollow. Torture me all you like but you won't get satisfaction if I don't understand the crime." He tilted his head. "So go on. Enlighten me. What is it I've done to earn this level of hatred?"

For a moment, Krevak said nothing, his dark eyes blazing with anger. The silence stretched for a few seconds. Then, with a low growl, he stepped closer.

"You want to know?" Krevak said with growl. "Fine. Let me tell you what your kind has done.

"Long ago, before your existence, my gods ruled everything. The universe, the parallel worlds, all of it bent to their will. They were divine, absolute, eternal." His voice grew reverent, tinged with a bitterness that only deepened his hatred. "They brought order to chaos. They created balance. They deserved worship and they had it. Every being in existence knelt before them."

Krevak's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing at Eccar.

"Then your kind came. Dragonborn, with your cursed power and your false promises. You usurped them, tore them from their thrones and shattered their dominion. The creatures of the worlds turned their backs on my gods, worshiping your kind instead, seeing you as their saviors."

Eccar's face remained impassive, though his mind churned. This was a history he'd never heard before.

He didn't interrupt and let Krevak continue.

"You Dragonborn didn't just steal their thrones; you stole their legacy and their faith. My gods were forgotten, cast into shadow while your kind basked in glory." Krevak's voice cracked slightly. "And for that… for that, you must pay! Even if you don't remember, your existence alone is a crime."

Eccar tilted his head, his expression unreadable. "So, let me get this straight. Your gods lost their power and influence because they couldn't hold on to it? And somehow, that's my fault?"

Krevak's hand shot out, grabbing Eccar's jaw and wrenching his face upward. His grip was strong, his fingers digging into Eccar's skin.

"You mock their pain, their fall! You—"

"I'm just pointing out the truth. If your gods were so almighty, how did they fall in the first place? Sounds like they weren't as eternal as you thought," Eccar cut his words.

Krevak released him abruptly, taking a step back and breathing heavily. His hands trembled slightly.

"You'll regret those words," Krevak hissed. "I'll show you the pain of a god's wrath."

Eccar smirked faintyl. "If you really want to break me, you'll have to do better than stories and empty threats."

Krevak snarled, his composure snapping. He turned toward the control panel near the wall, his fingers hovering over the panel.

The room buzzed with energy as the chains binding Eccar tightened, their pulsating light intensifying. Eccar gritted his teeth as the energy coursed through him, but his smirk didn't falter.

"Let's see how long you can keep that mouth of yours running," Krevak said, his voice cold and laced with fury.

Eccar leaned his head back, letting out a strained laugh.

"Go ahead. But don't forget, chains can break," Eccar said.

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