The Complete Tomb-Raiding Chronicles

There is a hill shaped like a giant boulder near Chenjue Village. My grandfather was tomb raiding when he was captured and enslaved by a mysterious force inside the hill. Forced to work as a laborer, he used gold from the countless tombs within to build it a body. He was later rescued by a mysterious gentleman who had also infiltrated the hill, and learned from him that the hill was a dragon’s egg. A dragon was incubating inside, causing a thousand miles of surrounding land to turn barren. The gentleman had intended to destroy the wicked dragon, but instead encountered someone waiting for a chance to seize the egg. After a fierce battle, half the hill sank underground, and my grandfather returned to the surface carrying a dragon hatchling.

Ten years later, my grandfather suddenly died, and the turmoil began anew. But I, the protagonist of this story, discovered that my hometown’s fate had long been bound to that hill. Along with my younger sister, who was born from the dragon hatchling, I set out to find the half of the hill that had vanished.