– STORY –

There was an ancient man-shaped dragon living on a

mountain, and by his side a girl who looked after him.
One day, the girl asked the dragon, “Please tell me more
about you.”

The dragon answered, “Fine, but it’s a long story.”

— A Spin-off Work of Mushoku Tensei

– GENRE –

Action Adventure Drama

Fantasy Mature Seinen
On this continent, there’s a mountain range that divides the land.

There’s an exceptionally large mountain in the middle of this range.

Called Dragon’s Roar Mountain.

Dragon’s Roar is the innermost, highest mountain in the world.

Rocktops rise from the surface like trees, sheer cliffs prevent people from entering,
and the red dragons inhabit the mountain peaks.

It is not a place where people can live.

High-level adventurers may visit the foot of the mountain, but they dare not venture
deep.

But if one ventures up the summit, you’ll encounter an unexpected sight.

A house.

There is a house by the hillside.

It is a strange sight.

Because there is a house in a place where people should not live.

If you approach the house, you'll be in for more surprises.

There’s a girl.

A girl that shouldn’t venture into the woods.

A blonde, long-eared girl is walking laboriously in front of the house, holding a tub-
like object.

The girl repeats the action of carrying the tub behind the house, coming back inside
and departing once more with the tub.

Apparently, she is carrying water to the backside of the house.

If you follow the girl to the back, you'll see a big cave.

It is a cave with a foreboding feeling, but the girl does not hesitate to enter the cave
and proceeds further to the back.

Lying in wait is a reptile with a huge body and long neck, red scales, sharp fangs and
claws.

It's a red dragon.

The girl pours the contents of the tub into a box placed near the Red Dragon.

Looking at the girl, the Red Dragon shows no hostility.

It simply keeps observing, with a gaze as if urging her to finish her work faster.

However, the amount the girl can carry and the size of the box are too disproportionate.

To fill up the box with water, she’ll need to repeat this process many times.

However, this was the last time.

The girl laid the tub beside the box and stretched out.

"Hoo, I got the water!"

Declared the girl proudly, before lightly bowing towards the dragon.

As if returning the favor, the dragon wiggled its nose.

The girl triumphantly returned home.

It's a nondescript, wooden house.

However, those knowledgeable would see that the house was protected by a high level
magical barrier.

"Master, master, I'm done with water!"

The interior of the house the girl entered was rather cozy.

Chairs, tables, decorative plants, bundles of paper, various knicknacks of unknown

use.

The girl weaved through them all.

Because the person she called out to did not reply.

She quickly reached her destination.

The room at the back of the house.

This was the largest room where the master of this house stayed.

"Master?"

The girl opened the door and went inside.

Inside, there were bookshelves that were several times taller than the girl's height.

It was like a library.

The girl walked further past the tightly lined bookshelves.

Libraries were uncommon to this world.

But this book-filled environment was a familiar sight for her.

There was a man in this world of books.

With his back facing the entrance, he was writing something nonchalantly on his desk.

Mottled hair with a mix of silver and green.

An eerie hair color to be sure, but a familiar sight for the girl.

"Master!"

When the girl called, the man raised his face as if snapping out,

Gently spreading the wings on his back and looking back.

He recognized the girl.

"Oh, Rostelina. It’s late, why haven't you slept? You have a lot of work tomorrow. You
have to go to bed early."

“What do you mean it’s late! The sun’s been up for a while now! I even finished
watering the Dragon.”

"Ah, is that right?"

The man stood up.

The girl had to look up towards the man.

After all, the man's height was over 2 meters.

“Oh, watering is over. Thank you. You did well. Nevertheless, I see, a whole day has
passed already.”

"Master, please sleep properly!"

"Oh, I know."

Even though the girl nearly shouted, the man barely budged.

"No you don’t! I don’t think you slept the past two days at all!"

“…I don't have to sleep every day like you guys."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, I'm a long-lived race. I only need to sleep every few years or so."
The girl sighed in resignation to the man’s reply.

But an instance later, she puffed up her cheeks again.

"I don't know anything about you at all, master!"

“That’s right, you simply followed me without asking anything.”

"Please tell me more about you, master."

"That’s fine too, of course. But my life has been long, the stories are many…”

The man squinted his eyes and looked around.

A bookshelf even taller than the man.

Packed to the brim with books.

These were all written by the man.

His records, his biography.

"I don't mind. Rather, is this a good time? Are you busy, master?"

“No matter, for someone like me who has a long lifespan, there’s little need to conserve
every second. I have time to talk to you."

When the man said this, he encouraged the girl to a nearby chair.

He himself sat down in his chair and put his hand on his chin.

“But if you want stories, I think it's more fun to talk about something different than
me.

The story of a boy who traveled alone to defeat the Demon Lord.

The story of a hero who killed a giant monster and obtained the princess.

Or the story of a saint who was manipulated by a bad god and had to commit himself
to a battle that he could not win.
…No, I think the last one was not a happy story."

"No! I would rather like to know more about you, master!"

The girl interrupted the man who was recalling various stories

Because otherwise, he’ll certainly pick something else.

"Okay, fine. But what do you want to know?"

“…Everything."

"Everything?"

"Like how did master live up to now or for example why are you doing the work you
do now?"

"I see… but that's not a happy story. There may be some interesting parts, but they all
ultimately lead to a sad ending. It's a bad end, my life. It will leave you saddened. ''

"Doesn’t matter!"

The man moved his hand off his chin, as if to signal surrender to the stubborn girl.

Then he looked up at the ceiling.

As if looking for his past self there.

"Yes. Okay. If you say so, let's talk. But, hmm, where do you want to start? I'm troubled
as well, because I don't talk about the old times often."

"In any case, let’s start from the very beginning. From the moment master was born
and became aware."

"From the very beginning? Hmm…… I will try… but if it's not interesting, you might fall
asleep. Don’t fall asleep listening to my stories.”

“I don’t fall asleep from talking, and certainly not when talking with master.”

"Haha, you're a good girl, alright then, let's talk."

The man closed his eyes.

The girl leaned forward and listened.

"First of all, rather than from the point I was born, let us begin with how exactly the
world came to existence."

The man started talking.

A story from the mythical era, a long, long time ago.

There was a god.

Let's call him the Creation God.

He was old.

He had lived a long life and was said to be eternal. He had created many worlds, but
his physical and mental limits had long passed him.

He knew that his death was near.

He decided to create one more world as his last work.

But he hadn't created any new world for a long time.

Maybe it was because of his advanced age, the resulting world was terribly distorted
and unbalanced.

He had no power left to fix the world.

But he had the experience of creating many worlds.

So he created yet another world.

It was another distorted world, just like the first world.

He didn't mind, and created one world after another.

Six worlds in all.

An upside down world, inhabited by a powerful race of dragons.

A world of miasma and mirage, inhabited by a tough race of demons.