I Received System to Become Dragonborn-Chapter 1277: The Purpose

Erend remained seated on the edge of his bed without moving a single finger. The coordinates pulsed inside his mind, not as numbers or symbols, but as layered spatial awareness. He could understand distance without direction, position without map. It felt foreign, like an extra organ had been placed inside his skull.

It was very uncomfortable.

His temples throbbed. A low pressure lingered behind his eyes. He endured it without a sound.

After a few moments, the glitching text reappeared in front of him, flickering slightly worse than before.

[How does it feel?]

Erend did not look up. "Not good."

The letters distorted, then stabilized.

[It is vast information. Only you can receive it with your Dragon mind and the System’s assistance. Any lesser creature would lose sanity.]

He did not respond. He did not have the energy to say anything right now. Even sitting upright felt heavier than it should.

The connection between them had not fully faded. He could still sense the Void Architect’s distant and immense presence like something watching from behind a fractured veil.

Silence stretched for a few seconds. Then finally, Erend spoke in his mind. "What is your purpose in showing me this?"

The text glitched violently before reforming.

[I want to help you capture that Creation of mine.]

"After that?" Erend asked.

[After that, we will determine what must be done.]

Erend’s eyes sharpened slightly. "What if I kill your Creation?"

There was a pause again. Then the text glitching and rearranged itself again.

[You cannot.]

The letters trembled.

[Not because I don’t want you to. But because you are not strong enough to kill it.]

Erend’s gaze hardened. "How do you know? Do you know how strong I am?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

If the Void Architect could judge that so confidently, then he had been observing him.

[No. But I am certain you are not strong enough.]

A faint spark of irritation flickered in Erend’s chest despite his exhaustion.

"We’ll see."

[Sure.]

The connection cut abruptly. Not smoothly or deliberately. It felt snapped.

Erend felt it like the strain on the other end was not a dismissal but a retreat. As if the Void Architect had withdrawn under pressure.

But Erend did not dwell on it.

He lay back on his bed slowly and closed his eyes. The embedded coordinates pulsed again, dull and persistent.

He focused on steady breathing. Sleep might not erase the discomfort but he hoped it would quiet it.

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Cold air swallowed Erend the moment he stepped out of the portal.

The frozen cave stretched before him once more. Its ceiling glittering faintly with trapped frost crystals. The air here always carried Aesa’s presence. Calm, sharp, and ancient.

This was the safest place they had for conversations that should never echo beyond trusted ears.

He had already informed them that they needed to gather.

A faint distortion rippled across the cave and Eccar stepped through his portal with casual confidence.

His expression was relaxed, but his eyes were alert. A second tear opened near the inner wall of the cave, and Aesa emerged from the concealed chamber deeper within her domain.

They did not waste time with greetings.

Three chairs of sculpted ice formed at Aesa’s silent command, rising seamlessly from the frozen floor. The surface was smooth and clear. They sat as they had before.

For a moment, only the wind howled faintly through distant tunnels.

Erend exhaled and began.

He explained that he had received the coordinates not as numbers, but as something embedded directly into his mind.

He told them how the Void Architect forced the information into him without resistance. He described the sensation of the layered space folding into his awareness, the discomfort, and the pressure behind his eyes that still haven’t disappeared till now.

Then he told them about the conversation. The Void Architect’s claim that he wanted help capturing his own Creation.

His certainty that Erend was not strong enough to kill it. The abrupt way the connection had snapped, as if something had forced the entity to withdraw.

Eccar let out a quiet scoff when Erend finished.

"I don’t like him," he said bluntly. "That personality alone is enough reason. He talks like everything is already beneath him and it feels like we’re just tools he’s temporarily entertaining."

His jaw tightened slightly. "If he wants cooperation, he should learn how to speak like someone who needs it."

Aesa did not smile.

"I am not comfortable with something that vast placing information into your mind so easily," she said instead, her voice low but firm. "Even if the System shields you, the fact remains that it reached you. It touched your thoughts."

Her pale eyes held Erend’s steadily.

"That level of access means he is closer than we prefer."

Silence settled again, heavier this time.

The frozen cave remained still, but beneath that stillness, all three of them understood the same truth that this Void Architect was not a simple being.

The wind hissed through the deeper tunnels like the cave itself was listening.

Eccar leaned forward, his forearms resting on his knees.

"So we go to the coordinates first," he said. It was not a question. "If that thing wants to capture that creation, we give it to him. But on our terms."

Aesa nodded slowly. Frost gathered faintly along her sleeves as her Magic stirred with her thoughts.

"Before we depart, we should refine our control," she said. "This time power has changed. I can feel it more clearly now. It responds faster and resists less to my control."

Eccar gave a small grin. "Same. It’s not fighting me anymore. It’s aligning with my thoughts."

Erend listened, fingers loosely clasped together. He could feel the subtle pull of Krono’s time fragments inside him steadier than before.

"I know," he said quietly. "But we don’t have time to fully master it right now."

His gaze hardened slightly.

"We go to the coordinates first. After this is resolved, we focus on mastering this time power properly so there will be no distractions."

Aesa studied him, then inclined her head. Eccar exhaled through his nose but did not argue.

The decision settled between them like ice locking into place.

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