Rising up from a Nobleman to Intergalactic Warlord!! - Chapter 15

Due to a problem in his soul, Rean never cared about anything in his life. Even though he died heroically, there wasn’t really a 'will' behind that action.

Left out during the elementary school picnic.

“An Ice Dragon with a legendary bloodline? Yeah… I tamed it.”Killed in an explosive lab accident, Liu Feng thought his story had ended. But fate had other plans. Reborn in a world where magic reigns and beasts dominate the wilds, science is no longer his weapon —magic is.[DING! You have been reincarnated!][DING! You have received a Talent!][Talent: Eye of the Beast King][Rank: SSS][Abilities: Speak to beasts. Control without bonds. See into their souls. Heal their wounds. Break their will]Gifted with one of the rarest talents in the realm, Liu Feng —now reborn as Aiden Aswald— seemed destined for greatness.But with power came a price: a cruel curse of immortality, one that chained him to an eternity of pain.At twelve, Aiden regained the memories of his past life —and with them, unlocked his beast-controlling powers.His first tamed creature? A terrifying Ice Dragon with a legendary bloodline, feared even among apex predators.Taming it should've been impossible. Surviving it? Even more so.But that was just the beginning.Now, Aiden walks a perilous path, forging bonds with magical beasts while uncovering the truth behind his curse. To break it, he must seek out the Essence of the Chronos Fire Dragon Beast.In a world where beasts rule, contracts are sacred, and survival is earned fang by fang... will Aiden rise as king —or fall as prey?

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.