In the mystical realm of Aetheria, Einar, the son of a dragon slayer, carries the cursed soul of a dragon within him. Desperate to break free from its dark influence, Einar embarks on a perilous journey to find the dragon's lair. In a world divided by technology and magic, he faces the hatred of those who fear dragon soul bearers and the growing darkness within himself. Along his path, Einar forms a team of outcasts and faces kings who seek to eliminate him as his powers grow. As he unravels the secrets of his father's legacy, Einar must confront his own inner demons and make choices that will shape the fate of Aetheria itself. Will he find the means to rid himself of the curse or succumb to its consuming power? The world of Aetheria awaits, brimming with mysteries, alliances, and the ever-present struggle between light and darkness.
Waking up in the body of a Romani Archiman is acceptable. Getting 3rd and 1st True Magics is nice. Getting Beasts as pets - delightful. The world of DxD is unforgivable. It's a world where some teenagers who aren't even two decades old somehow mystically defeat the descendants of legendary heroes, ancient demons, powerful dragons, etc. Why does this happen? Simply because! Simply put, this world only makes sense because it doesn't. And now, I have to put up with the fact that I live here. Such pain. (DxDxMulti)