SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy

"I'm lucky to have discovered you quickly; you would have died in that place today," Ophelia said as she headed to her chair and sat down.

Silva walked toward her and began asking, "What the hell is happening? How am I here?" he asked.

"Sit down, I'll explain what happened—all the details. Normally, I should not be able to, but the actions of the person that did this have distorted order a bit, so I can tell you."

Silva took a seat as she said and waited for her to explain.

"I was watching things from here. I saw you make the guardians your summons, and then you fell unconscious.

I thought it was something normal, but then I slightly detected a shift in reality and decided to check it out.

That was when I discovered that someone was tampering with reality. The power was grand, so it must have been a god or someone at that level.

They shifted reality in a way that made two of you and sent one of you back to Earth."

"Wait, created two of me? How is that?" Silva asked.

"Gods that have the power to shift reality can create dual realities for a person. The weaker the being, the easier it is.

For you, the system has been protecting you from such things for a very long while; it stops interference and much more.

But the system was on update, and you were unconscious. Your entire security system was down, so whoever did this used the perfect time to create a second reality for you back in your first planet," she explained.

"Why would anyone do that? What do they want to achieve by sending me back?" Silva asked.

"Your death. They want you killed. You see, if they successfully get you killed in any of the two realities, you die in both.

When you enter a world through such means like reality cloning, it is considered illegal by Order. One being should not exist in two worlds normally.

And so Order will seal or remove you from the world that is not yours, and that is where those white figures come into the picture.

Those things you saw there are the most feared beings—even we gods fear them. Whenever one attacks you, you have to find a way to escape as fast as possible.

Because they can't die, they can't be killed. They are the physical form of Order; they live to ensure that Order remains intact.

When you arrived at the world, one was sent to see what you are and how strong you are. If you managed to land an attack, it would not die.

It would only come to see you as a higher-level threat, and it would send two more to fight. If you manage to hit them again, it will not take damage, only send more to attack.

If I had not come, you would have battled thousands of those things to no end, until millions, and even more. They would keep coming until you die.

And no matter how you fight, you will not be capable of killing even one, yet they can kill you. Many gods who broke Order had to fight those things, and they all died in the end," she finished her explanation.

"So Order is this dreadful. Whoever did this knew that I would incur the wrath of Order, and my death would be certain," Silva said.

"Indeed. It seems, for some reason, a god or evil god has set their sights on you, and they want you dead. Luckily, we survived this one.

You can't stay here much longer, so I'll help you go back. All I have to do is make the real you wake up. Once you have woken up, the cloned reality of you will shatter without issues," she explained.

"What about what we discussed here? Will I be able to remember it?" Silva asked.

"You will. Your cloned reality will only be going back to merge with your real body. I'd advise you to find methods to protect yourself from such things in the future.

I'll do my best to look into who did this. I'll find the culprit, no matter what; no one will tamper with my world," she said resolutely.

She snapped her fingers, and Silva started fading away from there. When he opened his eyes, he was back inside the labyrinth, lying on Dawn's lap.

His head ached a bit but stopped after a while. He immediately sat up, which seemed to make Dawn unhappy, judging from the frown on her face.

"Sorry for causing you trouble, Dawn," Silva said.

"It was nothing; I'd prefer if you had stayed longer," she responded.

"Sadly, I can't, Dawn. I have a duel today. Tell the others I woke up and left. I'll thank you properly next time," Silva said. He created a portal and jumped into it.

When he arrived on the other side, which was his room, his face was flushed red, and his heart was racing. When he woke up and saw her face looking down at him, his body felt hot all over, which was why he ran away quickly.

"Will I keep running away from all of them? Every time I find a way to escape from them," Silva complained. He let out a sigh and lay on his bed to think.

He had a few hours until his duel, so he decided to take this time to analyze what had happened. What god would want him dead all of a sudden?

It didn't make sense, but he hadn't believed in common sense since he came to this world. According to what he knew, the Dark Dragon was a being that even the gods knew about.

It could be that one of the gods had discovered he was the heir of the Dark Dragon and wanted to end him quickly to avoid the rise of the second Dark Dragon.

Still, all these were baseless hypotheses. He needed to wait to hear from Ophelia, and that might take a very long time.