Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 97 - : Good Morning, Albion

"Huff... huff..."

Moran gasped for breath.

Every cell in his body was exhausted from reshaping his form.

[You had memories from before your birth]

[This was deep underground on the island of Britain, nearly 60 kilometers below the surface]

[Of course, you also knew your origins]

[The Boundary Dragon, Albion]

[To be precise, you were Albion's heart]

[As the Age of Gods faded, the phantasmal species on the surface of the Earth began retreating to the Inner Sea of the Planet, as the modern environment was no longer suitable for them]

[Albion was the ultimate phantasmal species]

[It was a top-tier being that had existed since the birth of the Earth, unwilling to compromise even as the Age of Gods ended]

[Albion delayed entering the Inner Sea of the Planet]

[Finally, the age of humanity arrived]

[Albion had no choice but to head to the Inner Sea, but it chose to enter through physical means]

[It stopped on the land of Britain]

[Digging a massive hole 80 kilometers deep, just one step away from reaching the Inner Sea]

[However, this was its limit]

[Albion exhausted its strength at this final step and died]

[The dragon's body was buried underground]

[But Albion, after all, was the oldest of dragonkind, as ancient as the planet itself]

[Even in death, it did not yield]

[Every cell in its body yearned to survive]

[You were born from Albion's heart, driven by its will to live]

"I am Albion..."

Moran stood naked in the black mud.

He could feel the emotions surging within him.

The unwillingness to be buried underground.

The desire to dig through the layers of the Earth and reach the Inner Sea.

All of this was etched into his body.

Like a legacy passed down from his predecessor, Moran felt Albion's unyielding spirit.

"Really... there's no nourishment left..."

Moran gasped, half-kneeling on the ground.

Even the efficiency of soul materialization's magical energy wasn't enough.

Albion was an ancient dragon on par with soul materialization, a being that represented mystery itself.

[Your magical energy was extremely depleted]

[Albion had exhausted most of its energy digging through the Earth]

[You transformed your form through self-modification]

[But this also drained the last of your nourishment]

[You needed to find a way to replenish your energy]

[To ensure your survival, you began moving toward the surface, hunting phantasmal species along the way to sustain yourself]

[You temporarily solved the problem of survival]

[But as you got closer to the surface, you found your energy consumption increasing exponentially]

[At this point, there was no other choice]

[You couldn't stay buried underground forever, so you calculated your energy consumption and pressed forward]

[After an unknown amount of time—]

[You realized you were getting closer to the surface]

[Only about 10 kilometers remained to reach the surface]

[However, you also noticed that the closer you got to the surface, the fewer phantasmal species there were to hunt]

[Although you were the Dragon of Albion]

[You had clearly underestimated the surface's rejection of you]

[The surface of the Earth no longer needed phantasmal beings, and as Albion, the closer you got to the surface, the harder it was to survive]

[Just as humans cannot survive in the vacuum of space]

[The further you moved away from the mana-rich depths]

[The more apparent this became]

[The memories Albion provided were incorrect—it had died in the year 1 AD]

[Britain was now in the 5th century]

[Over 500 years had passed]

[The surface's rejection of phantasmal species was no longer the same as it had been in the year 1 AD]

"Damn it... the situation is this bad..."

Moran clutched his chest, kneeling on the ground.

His dragon heart felt as if it had dried up.

The magical energy he could use was exhausted.

Even with the efficiency of the Third Magic's energy conversion, it wasn't enough to sustain his actions.

[Only 5,000 meters remained to the surface]

[You knew you couldn't reach the surface with your current energy reserves. To avoid a life-threatening situation, you had no choice but to enter hibernation]

[But you couldn't guarantee enough time]

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[You might sleep for hundreds of years, and by then, the surface's mana density would likely be even thinner]

[At that point, even hibernation would be useless]

[Although you had the skills Unyielding Will and Battle Continuation, they were merely keeping you alive]

[In the end, death would still await you]

[This was the surface's rejection of phantasmal species]

[Just as you were convinced this simulation was doomed, you sensed a presence approaching you]

[It couldn't be a phantasmal beast or demon]

[In the magical realm Albion had dug out, no creature dared to provoke the ancient dragon that was you]

"I merely glanced over, but I didn't expect Albion's final proof to still exist in the world, so eager for the light... Heh, the world's surprises truly never end."

[The newcomer was a woman with a cold expression]

[But her voice carried a hidden delight]

[She wore a pure white robe, with a black bodysuit underneath, and held a staff in her hand]

[Her long, smooth silver hair shimmered like a galaxy, cascading down her pale cheeks. A pair of pointed ears, a distinctive feature, peeked out from the silver cascade]

[She walked up to you]

[In your daze, you sensed no hostility from her]

[You didn't attack her]

"Albion, since we are both non-human beings, I believe we can help each other. This era is vastly different from the past you remember. If you still wish to record everything, why not first find an ally who lives in this age?"

[The woman smiled enchantingly]

[Her ethereal presence was like a ghost, yet it also evoked the image of a fairy dancing in the moonlight]

[With every step, it seemed flowers would bloom]

[Before you knew it, by the time she reached you, the surroundings were already filled with a dazzling sea of flowers]

[You didn't have the strength to speak]

[But the woman took it as tacit agreement and began waving her staff, making decisions on her own]

[To her, all of this was fascinating]

[You indeed did not deny it. At this moment, you needed the assistance of this dream demon before you]

[You formed an unspoken alliance]

[The contract was sealed, and as you fell into hibernation, your consciousness sank]

"Hehe, I haven't even introduced myself yet. But, well, there will be plenty of opportunities like this later..."

[The woman reached out and embraced you]

[She didn't mind the black mud staining your body]

[The fresh floral scent carried by her breath was the last memory you recorded in your hazy consciousness]

"Well, I suppose this is the right thing to say at this moment—

Hehe, good morning, Albion."