The Foreigner on the Periphery

Back in a few days, Hong Kong was quickly stabilizing. Minjun was lost in thought on the balcony of a luxury mansion located on the top of a mountain 500 meters above sea level. During the British rule, it was a popular spot called Victoria Peak. 

Hong Kong’s rich preferred to live on the beach or at the foot of the mountains instead of in the crowded city center. It took more than 20 to 30 minutes by car to access the center, but it was not a big inconvenience to them. If one wanted to move anywhere, teleport, or in rare cases, they could spread their wings and fly away. Right now, Minjun was looking down at the city from the living room of the old dragon Raymond Wong’s home. Even when landmarks in the capital of the Guangdong Commonwealth collapsed, an ancient dragon was found murdered, and a tentacle creature appeared in a radius of 6 km, the Northeast Asian financial hub was active. 

Of course, if you look closely, a different landscape may unfold, but the city center gazed at from the top of the mountain from a distance was not much different from normal times. It was the result of a combination of media control and the strong will of the state. Hong Kong had rapidly regained its original form. There was even a strange energy circulating as they spurred preparations for the next road election, which came 95 days later.

Minjun sees the site of the ICC building. Thanks to the dragons, the ruins were neatly organized as if nothing had happened. The corpse of the old dragon that was lying there a few days ago overlapped like an illusion. The feelings of mourning that had been pushed away from a distance rose. 

“…” 

He thought immediate revenge was not up to him. It was all the more since they concluded that the culprit who killed the old dragon was the committee… He thought it was not a problem that could be resolved any time soon. Later, when Minjun’s revenge was complete, he vowed to shove a blade into their throats with the resentment of Rod. 

However, could the culprit not be the committee? ‘If I meet him today, I might get some clues.’ 

Minjun and Kentius were waiting for Raymond Wong. He had arrived on time as promised, but the other party said they were busy and had them wait. It was the shameless attitude of an ancient dragon. 

“Well?” 

At that moment, Minjun’s thoughts were interrupted for a moment. This was because it felt like someone was coming. 

The parlor door opened and his face was revealed. However, it was not the opponent Minjun expected. 

“…Kentius?” He was an elf with Mohican-style hair dyed pink. His face and arms are covered with various tattoos. He wanted to make full use of the fact that his ears were much longer than those of other races, and he had piercings all along his ears. 

In addition, the conjunctiva of his eyes was dyed black, so the white and black eyes were indistinguishable. If one were to run into each other under a street lamp at night, it was a look that would frighten one’s opponent. The dragon whose name was called recognized the opponent’s identity. 

“Leo?!” 

He was an avid dragon who frequently put on shows in the night sky of Hong Kong. The son of the old dragon who made this city his domain. He said that they had interacted frequently since they were children. When Minjun came in from the balcony, he greeted him as well. It was normal to be arrogant or dismissive of non-dragon races. 

“I heard that your father came as a guest.” 

“Oh, right. He called us.” 

After briefly exchanging the current situation, Leo said, “I think my father will take more time because of other things right now.” 

From there, Kentius shrugged. “It’s okay, what… I can’t help it.” 

He tried not to show off, but he looked slightly uncomfortable. Kentius suspected Raymond as Lord’s killer. In the meantime, talking to the suspect’s son, who was also a close friend, was not pleasant. 

Leo spoke once more as if he hadn’t noticed the reaction. “Hey, it won’t take long, so why don’t you go out and talk to me for a bit?” 

“···Well?” 

After thinking about it, Kentius spoke to Minjun. “Come on for a while.” 

*** 

Leo led Kentius to a room a short distance from the drawing room. After just the two of them sat facing each other, he spoke as if he felt sorry. “I’m sure I’ll be crazy, but I’m sorry about this and that. I will express my condolences once again.” 

It was to comfort him over the loss of his father. However, Kentius, the person in charge, did not feel much sadness. For him, the legacy to be sorted out was more important than the emotions to be sorted out. As with most dragons that had been labeled hatchlings, Kentius had no particular affection or attachment to his father. The dragon lord divorced his mother when the embryo in the egg, Kentius, took on a distinct shape, or more precisely, when the color of his scales was fully established. 

“I am OK. Anyway, what do you want to talk about separately?” 

Then, Leo made a very disturbed expression. Kentius, whose mind was filled with other thoughts, waited with utmost patience. Leo, who moved his lips a few times, finally spoke. “Actually, I have a big problem, but I don’t know if there is a way to solve it. I was so frustrated that I wanted to tell someone about it because you just came… sorry. You wouldn’t be in the right situation right now either.” 

Kentius replied sullenly. “You know the reason why I didn’t have much feelings for Lord is that he is a dragon in the world. Stop talking, what the hell is the matter?” 

If it was a trivial topic, he was thinking of cutting it off in the middle and leaving. Now was such an important time to find the lord killer and determine if one could inherit the dragon heart. It was not a situation to spend a long time on a trivial confession of a childhood friend. Leo hesitantly continued.

“Actually, I… have been confused for a long time.” 

What are you talking about out of the blue? While frowning, I decided to listen to it one more time. “For some reason, I felt like this body… wasn’t mine.” 

“Of course, it’s not your body. Unleash the polymorph. At that moment, all problems will be solved.” 

“No, not this elf body right now.” 

At that moment, Leo hung his head. As he remained silent for a moment, Kentius felt that his patience, which had already been shown to be exhausted, ran out faster. 

When it felt like he couldn’t stand the silence any longer, Leo’s lips parted. He could see his tongue split in half like a snake between his lips. Split tongue. It wasn’t made with Polymorph. After transforming into a normal elf body, he put a piercing on the tongue, made a hole, gradually increased the size, and eventually split it in half to the tip of the tongue. 

It was a wound that could not be treated as a scratch when in the body of a dragon, and even if one were to decide to damage it, it would be difficult because the body was too strong. 

‘Anyway, it’s been weird since I was little, but it’s getting weirder and weirder.’ 

In Kentius’ view, that was nothing more or less than self-harm done with all his might. Moving his forked tongue, Leo spoke cautiously. “I’ve been thinking about it since I was little. It’s like wearing clothes that don’t fit. This shell… doesn’t suit my soul. I feel like this body doesn’t belong to me. I’m not talking about a polymorphic body, I’m talking about a real body.” 

Only then did Kentius’ expression grow serious. “I was always uncomfortable. It’s been like that since the beginning. This body is not a real body… It feels like a prison that traps my soul. want to get away I don’t think this is right. I don’t think I’m living properly.” 

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“It’s been a while. A very long time ago. I haven’t been able to say anything about it until now. But I can’t stand it anymore because it’s frustrating. I felt like I had to confide in someone.” 

As Leo hung his head helplessly, Kentius asked in a cautious voice. “Couldn’t you be talking about a problem of identity?” 

Leo nodded, unable to meet his eyes. “…” 

Silence then hung between the two dragons. Before long, Kentius made a determined expression. Then, breaking the cold silence, he spoke with courage. “Right··· What a pity. Especially in terms of timing.” 

“What?” 

“Actually, I had a similar experience recently.” 

Leo put on a look of disbelief. “That’s a lie” 

“I also had a hard time believing it. But I realized it belatedly. I didn’t realize it myself, but external factors led me…” 

Leo stuttered to the end now. “You, too? Really?” 

Kentius nodded as if he understood. “I feel like my body doesn’t belong to me. As it is, I feel like something is wrong. I realized the moment I was about to move. That there are bigger problems to be addressed before that.” 

“·······?!” 

“Yes, me too.” 

Leo cried out as if he couldn’t stand it any longer. “Oh, my God! I thought I was the only dragon like this in the world. Where are you from?”

“It’s been a few days.” 

“Did you suddenly realize that?” 

“Yes, Leo. I found out belatedly. Contrary to what I appear to be, I am… my true identity is…” The moment Kentius affirmed the other person’s words and tried to continue the conversation. 

“You don’t think you’re a dragon either?!” 

…What?

“·······?!” 

Kentius froze as it was. In the meantime, Leo poured out his words. “Ever since I was little, I thought this didn’t make sense. But when I told my father about this, he only cursed at me. Is everyone like that? Dragons are great beings. dragons are beautiful Dragons are superior beings… Fuck you! Every time I see my body, I’m disgusted to death. These hideous horns, fishy scales, unnecessarily tough muscles, and even a face you can’t see with your eyes open… Something’s wrong with this! I hate dragons! I hate being a dragon!” 

Seeing Leo like that, Kentius pulled a word out of his head. ‘Racial identity disorder.’ 

Unlike half-Orcs who tried to be reborn as perfect humans through plastic surgery. As far as Kentius knew, it was a mental disorder in which people claim to be of a different race even though they were born as a certain race. 

“…” Kentius let out a sob. “Polymorph can’t solve it. that it is not satisfied. I want to leave this body forever. Any non-dragon race is fine. I want to be reborn as a different race!” 

Kentius asked back as if he couldn’t understand. “I thought you were… very proud of being a dragon.” 

Everyone regarded Leo as a simple servant dragon. “I consulted with psychologists and they said it was some kind of emotional regression. I don’t like this body so much that I’m deliberately dropping its value. The body of a noble dragon is displayed in a public place like a product display. The great dragons are clowning. That was enough to piss off his father. But rather than that, it was more like a kind of outburst.” 

From there, Kentius swallowed his sigh. This bastard, was he really an asshole? A madman with a true nature… it was completely incomprehensible to a normal, common-sense dragon like me. “Kentius, have you been thinking the same thing? Is there any way? A way to get rid of the dragon’s body.” 

He continued to ask Kentius. “You said you were like me. Have you ever felt that urge?” 

“Oh, no… I’m… a bit different.” 

“Is it different? How?”

Kentius pondered what to answer. 

*** 

“Huh!” 

Somewhere in Seoul, the prophesying power opened his eyes with his whole body wet with sweat. asked the Orc who guarded her side.

“Did you see the same future this time?” 

Choi Seon-ah nodded slowly. The expression of Choi Pan-seok, who saw his adopted daughter, was full of pensiveness. Every time she tried her foreknowledge in the past few days, she had only been looking at the same future point of view. It was an unexpected situation that occurred while fine-tuning the simulation as Minjun had instructed. 

There were several major problems with this situation. First of all, it was impossible to judge whether the scene the person who brainwashed Choi Pan-seok wanted was the right one. 

This was because the picture depicting the future looked too blurry. Also, the timing was too near the future, due to the fact that the time zone where the future vision was fixed and anchored four days ago was 95 days from now. 

“…Ugh!” Silky veins sprouted on her forehead, and then she withdrew once more. Choi Seon-ah, who escaped from her afterimage, barely muttered. “Anyway, it seems that a big event that changed the future happened four days ago. I got caught up in it too… It seems like I keep seeing the same future.” 

“Did you only see scenes where you couldn’t understand what was going on this time?” 

Choi Seon-ah shook her head. “It was clearer today.”

As of 4 days ago, the scene that was the future 99 days later was gradually becoming clearer. She began to describe it. “I saw a dragon.” 

The spots that had previously been vaguely visible were now sculpted with such precision that one could understand that they were dragons. “I saw many dragons. Countless dragons.” 

From there, Choi Seon-ah’s voice trembled. “The dragons were going somewhere in a line. one after another, one by one. go in one direction Waiting for his turn, he gladly goes there. Move yourself and come closer.” 

At the end of it, there was a shadow huge enough to cover the whole world. A huge darkness that seemed to engulf everything around it, swaying and overflowing. “Today I found out. What I saw, the true identity of the shadow, was the lord of dragons… the lord of dragons.” 

The Prophet trembled, as if afraid to even think of the scene again. What she saw did not stop there. “And…”

In a voice tinged with fear, she barely carried on with her words. “The black shadow waiting at the end of the procession stretched out and flicked its long tongue… crushing the brains of dragons with its tongue!” 

“·······?!” At this, the Orc lost his speech. “One by one… in turn… over and over again… in the end all the dragons lined up… all their brains… with their black tongues…” 

“…” 

“…” 

It was the most shocking description of recent prophecies, so the Orc couldn’t open his mouth. Choi Seon-ah was also silent, as if the afterglow of the eerie emotion remained. In that state, there was silence for a while between her father and daughter. Choi Pan-seok pondered for a long time before opening her mouth. “If we try to interpret that example…” 

The results of foresight were not always conveyed in an intuitive form. It was often the case that the image of the future was expressed in extremely abstract and symbolic images. And so, the senator was not taken aback. “Usually in future images, the shadow means a hidden being, someone who is secretive and not revealed.” 

“And ‘tongue’ means ‘speech.’ I guess crushing the brain means blurring the intellect and making the mind cloudy.” 

The Orc and the Prophet did not interpret the future landscape as it is. That was because it was not realistically possible. Therefore, they tried to excavate the hidden meaning of the prophecy, dust off, and grind the outline to shape the real meaning. “A dragon can be literally a dragon, but it can also be interpreted as a ruling class with great power.” 

“Then, the primary interpretation is that a being who moves secretly without being seen by others seduces and seduces and seduces and dominates those in power with words. In another 95 days.” 

“Okay. But it needs some refinement. Tell me more about what you saw in the dream and what you felt.” 

From there, the father and daughter’s discussion continued all night.