The First Dragon God-Chapter 98: Wake-up Call

Leo’s breath was still ragged from the abrupt awakening, his heart pounding against his ribs as he adjusted to reality.

The cold sweat clinging to his back made his nightshirt stick to his skin, but the cool morning air in the room was already working to ease his frayed nerves.

His instincts were still screaming, the remnants of the nightmare lingering in the back of his mind like a shadow he couldn’t quite shake.

Then, his attention snapped toward the source of the laughter.

There, standing near the foot of his bed with a bright smile on her face, was Tatiana.

Her presence was as effortless as always, the sunlight streaming through the window illuminating her pale skin, making her crimson eyes gleam with something between amusement and curiosity.

Her dark attire contrasted starkly with the soft glow around her, enhancing the regal, almost ethereal quality she exuded.

Leo’s initial tension morphed into mild irritation as realization dawned on him.

"Are you that easily scared?" Tatiana teased, stepping closer, the sound of her boots barely making a sound against the wooden floor.

Leo frowned as he collapsed his head back into his pillow. He still felt the phantom weight of dread from his nightmare, but her words made him pause.

"Was that your doing?" he asked, his voice hoarse from sleep.

Tatiana chuckled, tilting her head slightly as she crossed her arms.

"Not exactly," she admitted. "I merely let out a little bit of my presence, and your instincts did the rest. Whatever nightmare you had? That was just your danger sense kicking in, forcing you awake."

Leo exhaled sharply, shaking his head as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. His body still ached from the previous day, but the residual tension from his nightmare made it impossible to sit still.

"So, you were testing me," he said, rubbing his temples. It wasn’t a question—it was an understanding.

Tatiana offered a sly smile, moving beside the window opposite his bed. She placed her hands behind her back, gazing outside at the still, dark cityscape.

"More like checking how quickly you react to danger when you’re vulnerable," she corrected, her tone light yet laced with underlying purpose.

"There are beings who can strike without warning, Leo. If you can’t wake up in time, you won’t even know you’re dead."

Leo let out a sigh, rolling his shoulders. "Right. Because what I really needed after an exhausting day was a lesson in paranoia."

Tatiana chuckled but didn’t argue. She remained by the window, her expression unreadable as she studied the moonlit streets below.

After a moment, she spoke again. "I’m guessing that you’re already at level 20. How many classes were you given to choose from, and what did you pick?"

Leo, now stretching the last bit of stiffness from his limbs, paused at her question. He grabbed a fresh shirt from the chair beside his bed and pulled it over his head, glancing at her as he answered.

"How many? I didn’t count, but there were… a lot of them," he said honestly, recalling how the list had seemed almost endless.

Silence filled the room.

Leo looked up at Tatiana and was surprised to find a rare expression on her face—shock.

Tatiana, the ever-composed, ever-knowing vampire princess, was stunned.

"What?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

Tatiana turned to face him fully, her lips parting slightly as if to say something, but no words came immediately. It took her a few moments before she finally spoke.

"What do you mean by ’a lot’?" she asked, her tone slower, more measured.

Leo frowned, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I mean exactly what I said. The list was long, almost endless."

Tatiana stared at him, her crimson eyes scrutinizing his every movement. "That shouldn’t be possible," she muttered under her breath, more to herself than to Leo.

Leo’s curiosity was piqued. "Why not?"

Tatiana hesitated before responding.

"Classes are supposed to be tailored based on compatibility and potential. Most people get four, maybe six options at most. Even the most gifted individuals get eight at most." She studied him closely, her expression unreadable.

"But you got… a lot?"

Leo nodded, still unsure why this was so significant.

Tatiana took a breath, composing herself. "Alright. What class did you choose?"

Leo shrugged. "One called Warden."

Tatiana’s frown deepened instantly.

"Warden?" she echoed, her eyes narrowing. "I’ve never heard of that class before. Are you sure it wasn’t Warlock?"

Leo arched a brow at her reaction.

"Pretty sure. It had a unique tag on it, and there was a glowing star behind the name."

That made Tatiana go completely still.

Her expression darkened slightly, and her gaze became more calculating. The room felt heavier as she processed his words.

Leo shifted uncomfortably. "Is that… bad?"

Tatiana exhaled through her nose, regaining her usual composed demeanor.

"Not bad. Just… strange," she admitted. "Unique classes are rare. Some are hidden. Some have unknown origins. And some… well, some are granted to people who don’t fit into any existing mold."

Leo mulled over her words, then sighed. "So basically, I’m on my own. No guide, no known strengths or weaknesses."

Tatiana nodded.

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"Exactly. You’ll have to figure everything out yourself. But..." she smirked slightly, "at least you have me to help."

Leo chuckled dryly. "Oh, great. That’s reassuring."

Tatiana rolled her eyes. "Sarcasm aside, I’m serious. I’ll help however I can."

Leo nodded, appreciating the offer. "Good. Because my evolution requirements are... brutal."

Tatiana’s interest piqued again, and she motioned for him to continue. Leo didn’t hold back, listing out each requirement.

As he spoke, Tatiana’s expression shifted from curiosity to concern, and then to a deep frown.

"Those are quite some requirements," she muttered, arms crossing over her chest. "The first one is manageable. The second… slightly surprising, but considering that you aren’t entirely human, not shocking."

"What I don’t understand is the last requirement. How in the world do they expect you to defeat an off-worlder?" She muttered to herself.