The Dragon Slayer Who Regressed After 1,000 Years - Chapter 1

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The Dragon Slayer’s Regression After 1000 Years – Episode 1
Crash!
An entire mountain crumbled and collapsed.
The one screaming was the Blue Dragon.
The ancient wyrm’s hide, centuries old, split open like tofu.
[How… how can a mere human…?]
“Mere human?”
I planted my boot on the creature’s brow and stepped forward.
The blade in my grip shimmered with an azure Aura.
“Tell me—how does it feel to die at the hands of that mere human?”
[Wait. I serve the Lord……]
“Mention that Lord one more time, and I’ll make your death take a hundred years.”
I raised the sword.
The Blue Dragon’s eyes trembled with terror.
For centuries, every dragon on this continent had worn that same look.
Cain Asel.
The humans called me a living legend. The dragons called me calamity.
Slash.
The Aura carved through the ancient wyrm’s neck like parchment.
Its massive head fell to the earth, and the mountain itself trembled.
I split open its chest and tore out the still-beating heart.
A Dragon Heart.
Swallow it, and I grow stronger still.

* * *
That was how I lived for a thousand years.
For one purpose alone: to kill a single foe.
The Dragon Lord Arcadion.
The one who reduced my mother’s kingdom to ash a thousand years ago.
To reach him, I hunted dragons—again and again, without end.
Among humans, I had no rival. Even lesser dragons bowed their heads before me.
And then, at last.
A thousand years later, I stood before the Lord’s lair.
“Speak. Why did you destroy the kingdom?”
[I have nothing to say to a wretched insect.]
Enormous golden eyes stared down at me.
The object of my thousand-year vendetta stood before me at last.
Then it happened.
“Cough.”
Fire bloomed across my back.
I looked down. The tip of a blade had pierced clean through my chest.
“Ha. Even a legendary Sword Mage is defenseless from behind.”
“Valensius… you bastard……”
The one called a Dragon Slayer. My ally.
I thought we had fought together for a thousand years. I never knew he was the Lord’s servant.
“How are you still alive? A blade through the heart should have killed you.”
“Unfortunately for you.”
I seized the blade.
“I have two hearts.”
I detonated my Aura.
Valensius’s body exploded, flesh scattering in all directions.
Without hesitation, I poured forth a thousand years of honed Aura toward the Lord.
But.
One heart was not enough to reach him.
My Aura bounced away uselessly.
[……]
Arcadion glanced down at me once, then turned away.
As if I were a dying insect not worth touching.
On the cold stone floor, I died.
Never once managing to swing my sword.
‘If only Valensius, that bastard, hadn’t existed.’
If I could turn back time.
Next time I’d catch his betrayal first, and I’d stab him in the back before he could do it to me.
And I’d seize the power that the Lord feared most, and wring his neck with my own hands.
‘If there is a next life.’
The life I thought had granted me immortality ended only when I turned a thousand years old.
Or so I believed.
Until my mother’s necklace began to shine.

* * *
“What is this……?”
At first I thought it was a dream.
But when I woke on that hard floor with only a thin blanket beneath me.
When I felt two hearts beating vividly in my chest.
I understood.
I had regressed to my twentieth year.
I had returned to the time when my mother was still alive.
“M—Mother.”
“You’re awake, Cain?”
My mother came from the kitchen, her blonde hair sweeping behind her as she smiled at me.
There was no mistaking her.
I could never fail to recognize the mother I’d known until I was thirty.
Nor this shabby house where I’d spent my life until twenty.
I don’t know how I remember things from nine hundred and eighty years ago.
But I was always exceptional at everything.
Magic, swordsmanship, memory, lifespan.
“M—Mother…….”
Seeing me on my knees, my mother’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Why, why are you like that, Cain? Is your heart bothering you again?”
“Yes…… It hurts. So much…….”
I, who had never shed a tear for vengeance in all my years, crumbled before my mother for the first time in nine hundred and seventy years.

* * *
Sordin was a quiet village deep in the countryside.
It had barely fifty inhabitants, and its only leader was an old village chief.
Cain had been born in such a place twenty years ago.
Though it seemed no different from his homeland, he knew the truth.
His mother, Serena, was a princess of the Asel Kingdom.
Why she had abandoned her royal status and fled to this remote village, even Cain did not know.
Or rather, the twenty-year-old Cain would not have known.
‘But I know now.’
She had told him on the day she gave him her keepsakes.
That she was the illegitimate daughter of the King of Asel, that she had become a target for elimination in the succession struggle, and that she had hidden here to preserve her life.
‘Only she never told me anything about my father. She made me swear never to ask again.’
That was something even a thousand years could not reveal.
Nor did I wish to know about the being who had abandoned my mother and me.
“Cain! You heading out to work the fields today too?”
A boy approached with a grin, shouldering his farming tools.
Jake, the village’s only friend.
‘Jake is alive.’
Cain’s expression hardened.
‘Not yet consumed.’
Nine hundred and eighty years ago, Jake had been summoned by the village chief and never returned.
Without a calendar, I couldn’t say exactly when, but it was certainly around this time.
“Why are you empty-handed? You need your tools if you’re going to work.”
“No. I’m taking the day off.”
“The village chief won’t stand for that, will he?”
“And what does it matter if that old fool complains?”
Jake looked taken aback by Cain’s curt tone.
“You’ve… changed, haven’t you……?”
“What is it?”
“Something’s changed about you.”
“Hmph.”
I didn’t understand it before, but I do now.
How incompetent the Village Chief truly was.
How many people died because of him.
‘If you knew that, would you see that old man the way I do?’
This village has a peculiar custom.
When someone comes of age, once every two years they leave the village to find work in the Royal Capital, recommended by the Village Chief.
It was something the Village Chief arranged personally.
But Cain understood that it wasn’t simply employment.
‘It’s to select sacrifices for the dragon.’
This village was under the dominion of the Green Dragon Bernatus.
The Village Chief had secured a promise that if he offered a sacrifice every two years, the dragon would spare the village—and now he sent people away one by one under the guise of securing them jobs.
All to preserve the village.
“Jake, it’s better you don’t trust the Village Chief.”
“Why do you say that about him? You used to follow him so faithfully.”
“That was when I didn’t know any better.”
“Sigh. I don’t know what’s gotten into you. I’m just going to go work the fields.”
Cain watched Jake trudge away, then turned back toward home.
Closing his eyes, he meditated and organized his priorities for this life.
‘I protect Mother. I need to find medicine to cure her incurable disease.’
And one thing more.
‘The family heirloom Mother sold when I was five, just to buy me a piece of bread. I’ll reclaim that too.’
And after that?
‘I’ll kill the Dragon Lord Arcadion.’
To do that, he needed to grow stronger now.
Not by working in the fields outside.
‘I gather the Mana within my body to form a Magic Circle.’
Cain, who possessed exceptional talent for magic, had already constructed three rings within his heart.
Without formal magical training, he had mastered the art of drawing in surrounding Mana and completed three Magic Circles on his own.
‘This time I’ll grow even faster.’
He closed his eyes and drew the surrounding Mana toward him.
A torrent of magical force converged upon the rings in his heart.
As refined Mana accumulated, the rings grew thicker, layer upon layer.
The foundation of a new ring took shape, and he layered more Mana atop it.
Like a master craftsman tempering steel, over and over again.
Then.
‘It’s done.’
Four rings in a single heart—a fourth Magic Circle, completed.
But he felt no joy.
Against a dragon, the origin of all magic, Magic Circles were meaningless.
‘I need to cultivate my Aura to a much higher level.’
At this stage, his Aura remained unawakened.
He closed his eyes again and resumed his work.
Originally, magic and Aura were forces that could not coexist.
It was impossible to form both a Magic Circle and an Aura within a single heart.
But Cain had two hearts.
One heart for the Magic Circle, the other for the Aura.
For him, the world’s only Sword Mage, such a feat was as simple as eating.
When he opened his eyes again, night had fallen.
Cain, having awakened his first-star Aura, rose with a light heart.
‘Now I can wield the power of a Sword Mage.’
His body, infused with Aura, thrummed with greater strength than before.
His mother, Serena, watched him with a smile.
“Are you finished with your meditation, Cain?”
Knowing he meditated to sense Mana, she had never interrupted him.
“Yes, Mother. I’m done.”
“Come eat, then. You must be hungry.”
“I will.”
He was in the middle of dinner with his mother.
“Oh, that’s right—Jake came by.”
“Jake?”
“I didn’t mention it so as not to disturb your meditation, but the Village Chief called for him. He said he wanted to say goodbye before he left…….”
Cain rose to his feet before she could finish speaking.
“Where is Jake?”
“He should be at the Village Chief’s house…… Where are you going? Cain!”
This was no time to be eating.
‘I haven’t seen Jake since the Village Chief called for him. He became one of the dragon’s meals.’
He’d learned this fact when a knight named Dmitri came to fetch his mother.
Before coming to the village, they had dealt with the dragon that posed a threat.
In the distance, he could see his friend moving alongside the Village Chief.
“Jake!”
“Cain?”
Jake waved his hand, delighted to see him.
“Perfect timing! I was worried I wouldn’t get to say goodbye before leaving.”
“Where are you going?”
“To work, of course! According to the Village Chief, it’s a two-year contract. If I work hard during that time, I can establish myself and earn good money!”
Cain turned his gaze toward the Village Chief instead of Jake.
“Where are you sending Jake?”
The old chief’s eyes sharpened.
“That’s none of your concern. Say your farewell and return home, Cain.”
“I’ll go instead.”
“What?”
“What are you talking about, Cain? That’s my position…….”
Cain spoke again, heedless of the two men.
“I will become the sacrifice in Jake’s stead.”
The Dragon Slayer Who Regressed After a Thousand Years
A KingSoda Fantasy Novel
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