Although he thought he could get used to this kind of life, his memories from his previous life wouldn't allow him to relax. He was still thinking about his deceased parents. Every time he did, he felt heartbroken, and whenever he thought about his sister, he felt incredibly worried.
He couldn't do a single thing right now about her; he was spirited away into another world to begin with… He didn't even knew what his true purpose was here aside from being the guardian of these people. But based in what he heard before, there was some sort of destiny for him.
"(The Dragon King…)"
He recalled what the voice told him, about a "dragon king" of sorts that would protect him and help him grow stronger… But there was no other dragon here other than himself.
After the feast ended, the people went back to their tents to sleep, and Mina and Nadia carried him to their tent. In the way, he was able to analyze and sort the information he got from these two girls, his new caretakers.
Mina was given the Saint Title by a thing they named "Yggdrasil's Will" or voice, and due to that, she gained special Holy Fire Magic and can also heal others with her flames, she's the main healer of the people and keeps them healthy, like the past Saint used to do.
Nadia in the other case is just a strong warrior. She got like this to protect her naïve and cute little sister. She is packed with muscles but still got that feminine figure and appeal. But she's very tomboyish, and treats him quite… well, not delicately.
He learned that all Giants descended from the Titan Father Ymir, and their height is usually from three to four meters, they are packed with muscles and have supernatural strength and elemental magic depending in their skin color. Blue skinned giants wielded ice, brown skinned giants wielded earth, and red skinned giants wielded flames.
"Good night, Sacred Beast!" Said Mina, smiling cutely, as she put him over a bed made of leather, it was very soft.
"Graaooo!"
The little dragon tried to sound intimidating with that roar, but it only made Mina smile and chuckle at his cuteness. Well, it wasn't as if his human soul didn't enjoyed being pampered by a cute girl.
"Don't you think it would be better to give him a name?" Asked Nadia.
"Oh! I didn't think about it…" Said Mina.
"You never think about anything, dork…"
"Geez! Well… how about Flamie!"
"That's a horrendous name for a dragon…"
"T-Then what name do you have in mind?"
"How about… Like our ancestor? Surtr!"
"Surtr?! Wouldn't that be blasphemy?"
"He's a sacred beast, I think it is an honor! Right?"
"Eeehh… I guess so… Well, Surtr!" Said Mina, as she kissed the little dragon's forehead.
"(Surtr… Well, it's not that bad, and it sounds intimidating enough.)"
Thinking that his first day was finally coming to an end at long last, Surtr closed his eyes, sleeping soundly.
However, within his own dreams, he heard something…
A voice.
"My last child… At long last, you've hatched from your egg."
An enormous dragon-like head made of flames emerged from within the darkness surrounding Surtr. It slowly shaped further, transforming into a gigantic and glorious dragon made of flames. These flames glowed with a special intensity, they were Divine Flames.
The mystical voice coming from within this dragon was no other than that of Surtr's mother, Muspel! It was rather obvious to him once he connected the dots. Of course, the most obvious clue was that she called him "My last child".
"You're… my mother?" He wondered. "I mean… Muspel?"
"Fufufu…"
The enormous dragon extended her blazing tail, grabbing Surtr and hugging him with her flames. Strangely enough, he felt no pain at all. He had been so scared of flames before his death, but now it felt like they were nothing but something normal to him.
"That's right, I am Muspel… or well, what remains of her." She sighed.
"What remains of her?" Asked Surtr. "Hold on… What's going on? Where am I now?"
FLAAASH!
Suddenly, the darkness inside of Surtr's dream dissipated, as he found himself within an enormous volcanic land surrounded by nothing but volcanoes and flames. Within his surroundings, he also noticed many other dragons like him, but bigger and of all sorts of shapes, they all had in common one thing, red scales and black horns, they were all Fire Dragons!
"Welcome to the Draconic Records, my youngest son. This is a place where all Dragon Souls end when we perish. This is a special place made by my mother, Tiamat, created specifically to take care of her children."
"Wait, what…?"
Surtr was completely shocked, as he glanced at all the other dragons, the truth about the Draconic Records was insane. This also meant his own soul was connected to this, and so were all his siblings!
"So this is our youngest brother!"
"He seems promising."
"His soul… seems to be fueled with a power none of us ever had before."
"So its true, he's a reincarnated soul, isn't he?"
The other dragons began to comment about Surtr's "abnormal" soul, which made him quickly realize they already knew he had reincarnated.
"Wait, you know…?" Surtr asked in surprise.
"Of course we know." Muspel answered. "But there's nothing to fear, we do not discriminate, a dragon is a dragon, no matter where your soul might had come from, dearest Surtr."
"That's… well, thanks for the welcome…" Surtr felt slightly nervous with everyone here, but they were quite warm and nice, he spent a good few minutes talking with everyone. The Fire Dragons seemed fascinated with him.
"So you all died…" He sighed, feeling slightly sad. He had already lost his previous life family, and now that he reincarnated, his new family was already dead as well.
"Well, we died, but we did fighting." Muspel said. "My son, let me tell you a story of the past, long ago, when this world was engulfed by a chaos that threatened all life…"
