Beast-controlling style, not purely cool writing
In this world, the Dragonborn stands above the clouds, while ordinary people live in the dust.
Lin Lin is the one in the dust. The fifteen-year-old son of a convenience store owner helps his family look after the store during the summer vacation.
Then he woke up.
Black scales, gold patterns, shadow and thunder elements. Others can't find one thing in their life, and he occupies two roads by himself.
Among the basic dragon types, the shadow type ranks second. He only showed this side, and his peers could no longer catch up.
The hidden thunder element ranks first. It can split the entire sky.
With this talent, he could have joined a noble family and risen to prominence.
But he had seen the way the noble family stepped on the heads of the humble people.
He didn't want to kneel into the clouds, he just wanted to stand and step on them.
Stronger thunder, hide. Only people can see the shadow dragon.
But no one knows how many trump cards he hides at every step.
Until that day, the golden lines were bright.
The thunder soared into the sky, and the whole sky heard it.
