Epic Of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

Chapter 1878: Departure, End Of The Trial



Drake and his family traveled around the ruins, after he saw the golden spire and its beauty, which he thought represented what humanity had once achieved, reaching the cosmos, and even now, living amongst the people of the stars.

It wasn't the best ending, human's identity and culture slowly mixed with the culture of many other alien races as they lived together in colonies...

But at the very least, they survived, and thrived, however they could.

The ruins were very empty, they barely had some metal here and there, there were no technology left, all of it stolen long ago.

Only walls with written texts, mismatched and unintelligible even for Drake.

"It seems its really empty, what a disappointment..." Miranda yawned. "Oh well."

"It still interesting, I think..." Benladann said. "Hm, but I wish there was something left at least."

"Well, the golden spire had some text," said Drake, as he told them about it, and what he thought it meant.

After they learned what it truly meant, Benladann felt really moved, and Miranda... was like "whatever" though.

"Eh, I guess that's something," Miranda crossed her arms.

"Wow... it's so touching!" Benladann cried.

This little interaction quickly told Drake just how different these two were...

"So does that mean that the Bullet Demon is a descendant from the humans of Jonathan's planet?" Benladra asked.

"Most likely," said Kate, nodding.

"Uh, I really don't know what you guys are talking about..." Carl said. "What's going on? Why... do you know so much about the past, Drake?"

"Well, it would be a long story," Drake smiled. "I doubt we can tell you, as we're pressed by time."

"Time?" the Bullet Demon wondered. "What do you mean with that? Where do you need to go now? You won the race! I mean with this you could even buy a whole fleet of spaceships and-" "Take the prize," said Drake. "It's not like we'll be able to carry it with us, unfortunately." "Carry it with you? Where? Are you leaving somewhere?" asked the Bullet Demon.

"Yeah, well, as I said, it would be a long story," said Drake. "We come from another place... another world."

"Huh? Yeah I guessed you came from another planet or something."

"Nah, it's different," said Miranda.

"We come from what you could think of another realm even, perhaps... dimension? I don't know how to explain it well..." Benladann said.

"Yeah, this was a trial of sorts, we helped a lot of people, it was to prove ourselves," Drake explained.

"T-That's... I... You're not joking, right?" Carl asked.

"Nope." Kate said.

"We're not joking, uncle!" Benladra said.

"Nuhh!" Drakda said, floating around.

"I-I see..."

The Bullet Demon looked perplexed, and shocked beyond belief.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"What... will happen now? Where are you going?" He asked.

"We're going back home," said Drake.

FLUOSH!

Suddenly, a white portal appeared behind them.

"T-That's..." the Bullet Demon gasped, glancing at the scene in disbelief. "A Warp Gate?"

"Don't try to come with us, I don't think they'll allow you, sorry," said Miranda.

"But thanks for giving us company and helping us through the race, Carl," Benladann said. "I don't know if we'll ever see again, but I hope you the best."

"Take the money of the prize and use it for good." Said Drake. "Kate, leave the spaceship for him to go back to the planet at least."

"It's done, Gabriel is with me," Kate said. "Oh, look."

Kate pointed into the distance; a spaceship came to fetch them back to the planet.

"Hello winners! Your grand prize awaits! And now you can-"

A slender robot descended from the spaceship as he talked through telepathy, however...

"We'll leave the prize to Carl over here, so give it to him please," he said, patting Carl's shoulders.

"Wait what?!" the robot asked. "Uh, well he's part of your team but- HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!"

The robot panicked as he saw the famous new winners escape into the white portal.

Carl only glanced at them from afar.

"So they truly were magical people, huh..." Carl muttered, giving one last glance at Drake.

"Take care, man." Drake said through telepathy. "Never forget your family, and where you came from... And live for them, for all those that couldn't make it. Live and be happy, Carl."

"Drake..." Carl started crying inside his suit, as he saw the divine dragon disappear through the white portal. "Yes... I will..."

"HEEEY! WAIT A DAMN SECOND-ACK!"

The robot was instantly stopped, the portal sent him flying away and then disappeared.

"W-What was that?! Where the hell did they go to?!" the robot asked, panicking.

"They went back home..." Carl said. "I'm sorry I couldn't stop them."

"A-Ah, right you were the Bullet Demon, right? You're fairly famous! I guess you'll do for our star tonight, dammit, come with me already!"

The robot cleansed all the dust on its clothes, made of metal, and carried the Bullet Demon

away.

The spaceship Kate left behind quickly dissipated into particles of light, as Carl felt relieved they came to fetch him now.

Kate had good intentions leaving it, but was not aware her creations would disappear once she went back home.

Carl sighed, glancing through the window of the spaceship as a huge party kickstarted behind him, celebrating the end of the Golden Spire Race of this year.

The robot approached him, noticing the Bullet Demon was a man of few words, and also someone that didn't like crowded spaces.

"Bullet Demon! Come on man, come party with the rest at least! There's so many celebrities! You could make a great name of yourself if you make the correct connections now!"

"I... sorry, I really don't care about that."

"...Hah! You're seriously a handful... What are you even thinking about now?"

"Home."

"Huh?"

Carl recalled his home, the mine, the village, and all the people that lived there.

His family, his wife and his son.

"I'm going back home too."

The Bullet Demon decided what to do with the new life he was given.

"A-And what are you doing with the money though?"

Carl smiled, opening the helmet of his exosuit to reveal his handsome smile.

There was only one thing a man like him would want.

"I think I'll open an Orphanage." He said. "For kids without families, for the victims of wars...

I want to create a home for them all."

A warm family...