I Had No Choice but to Become a Dragon While Holding Back Tears

When the descendants of the Abyss come of age, their bloodlines awaken.

Loran has crystal-silver hair that flows like starlight and alluring violet eyes that invite you to lose yourself. Even the most heartless person would be captivated by his peerless beauty.

Everyone, including Loran himself, thinks he'll awaken as an incubus.

So he diligently studies "108 Ways to Win Your Patron's Heart," "108 Recipes to Win Your Patron's Stomach," and "How the Most Beautiful and Weakest Demon Can Survive in the Interstellar Age"...

Then his bloodline awakens.

He becomes a dragon.

A crystal dragon, no less, the most mysterious and powerful kind, unseen for countless ages.

He wields the primal powers of enchantment and illusion, and his mist-like dragon's breath can turn every element into crystal.

Dragons who covet treasure go mad for his ability to crystallize things. Oppressed demons believe he is the prophesied Lord of the Abyss, destined to lead them to reclaim their former glory.

Loran, who accidentally studied the wrong things: "..."

What can he do? He's in despair, too.

At this point, all he can do is play the villainous dragon with tears in his eyes.

Mutimer, chief of the Demon Hunters' Guild, is ordered by the Church to keep a close eye on an incubus of interest.

Loran, who has to endure the terrifying death glare of his roommate every day: Struggling to survive.

Drawing on the skills he'd unlocked through all his hard work, he eventually succeeds in changing Mutimer's opinion of him.

But surviving becomes even harder.

Everyone knows that an incubus has a cute little heart at the tip of his tail.

But a crystal dragon has a solid crystal tail club. It works much like a war hammer and has terrifying destructive power.

The chief demon hunter takes an unusually keen interest in the tip of his tail. Every day, he holds the little heart in his hand, which is actually the transformed tail club.

Loran: "..."

Stay calm. Hold back.

Don't hit him. Don't hit him.

If he gives that little heart a single swing, someone could die.

#Struggling to survive: Struggling to beg yourself to let the other person live

#Weak, pitiful, and helpless

Theme: Take up your mission and strive to rise