After my breakdown at the shore, I immediately left.

I didn't even bother to see what kind of reaction I had gotten from Zorah.

I needed time to think… and get used to my new body.

Let me tell you something. Being big… is not fun at all.

Stumbling around the now cramped Ancient Forest because of my size, fucking sucks.

I'm HUGE, Literally. I think I'm bigger than vanilla Safi'Jiiva, if I am going to be honest.

I can fit things that are the size of a small car into my palm.

Regular Safi's hands could only fit things that were the size of an average person in his hand!

But, anyway. Enough of my size. My motor control in this body fucking sucks.

My wings keep on unfurling and get caught in the flora.

My tail swings around randomly and spear's into stone, trees, tangled in vines.

What ever there was in the Ancient Forest, my tail has been into it.

The only moderate control of the body I have right now is my forearms and head.

That's about it really.

I grunted in frustration for the nth time this morning as I was forced to pry open sturdy old roots to once more reach a place I wanted to go.

See, I was heading for the big ass tree that lay in the center of the Ancient Forest.

You know the place where Rathian and Rathalos mostly stay.

Why? You may ask. Answers simple, I gotta have a place to stay and learn how to fly when I'm ready.

But I also gotta be careful, I don't wanna get into a fight with the King and Queen of the skies the second I get there.

Gold serpent-like eyes stared at a cluster of Kestodon's that were yowling at it in fear.

Clumsily, the Horned Red Dragon straightened itself and rose its head.

It's eyes widened in realisation.

The beast's lips parted to reveal a maw littered with fangs that were fit to reconstruct this world in it's image.

Feral heaving came from its throat and little by little.

It became clearer, more human.

Soon enough, it turned into chuckle's and soon even after that?

The eon-old wooden realm was soon filled with its maniacal laughter.

Earlier.

I was beyond tired. I really was, when you wake up as a fictional dragon in an equal fictional game, that happens to you…

And I mean a lot.

Somehow, I died… and wound up as Safi'Jiiva from Monster Hunter World: Iceborne.

How the fuck does that even happen? I mean HOW!

I recalled past events. I was driving yes, it was also a stormy day this much is true.

Landslide blocked the road, I got pissed, then I tried to speed over it and then…

Falling, a flash and noise.

And that's all I got. Next was the odd beat and echoes, my sense's coming back to me and then another flash and finally me having a breakdown.

Speaking of which, I also needed to-

A wail penetrated the calm quiet forest.

Instantly, my head whipped to where the noise originated from.

My sight was met with a small herd of bronze and orange creatures that were now yowling at me.

The bright orange ones had a large head crest while the bronze ones didn't.

I knew them. Kestodon's from Monster Hunter: World

Monster Hunter…

I straightened myself the best I could so my view of them would be better.

My sight remained locked on them for a long while, taking in every little detail.

They weren't limited and dulled by machine limitations.

They were as real as I was.

Real.

My hand met my sight for the millionth time today.

It was still the same from this morning, I'll be it dirty from all the shit I bumped into and the whatever nonsense I had to pry apart with them.

But same nonetheless.

I clenched my draconic clawed fist.

Blood that pulsed with all the fury and power the world had to offer flowed within.

I let go of my fist, letting it fall back gently to the ground.

I was here. Alive and well, albeit in a different body but still here.

This was absolutly fucking ridiculous. It was like a bad fanfiction come to life.

I didn't even notice how I was beginning to laugh.

"AHAHAHAHA" Was what poured from my throat when I finally came to.

That's right bitches! I'm here, given a new life as the King of God's!

Bow before my power! For I am the Sapphire Star Incarnate!

Hey, at least I still have a voice and another plus too, my body was very easy to control after that.

I finally found a good place to stay, it was up in the grand tree, not too far up however.

But it was still high enough so that I could see the forest and the sea that lay over yonder.

And let me tell you something the game did the sights that I saw no justice.

The vibrant forest greens and watery blues of the sea blended and melded like the finest jewel's in my sight.

I later lost track of time as I was so enraptured by the sights of nature.

I am so fucking bored. I got nothing to do, legit.

I wasn't hungry, thirsty or sleepy.

My claws began to tap on the earthy floor beneath me impatiently.

What exactly could I do to keep me busy? I can't think about my current situation for fear of going into a breakdown.

"Hmm" My thoughts voiced itself.

I reeled my head back in surprise. That's right! I still have a voice.

I knew what I was gonna keep myself busy for a few hours.

Another roar of anger escaped my maw as all that kept coming out of my "voice" was garbled words and words that got lost in a snarl or roar.

At least we are making good progress. I think anyway.

After a long time, I finally got results. And lemme tell you something.

My voice is sexy and deep as more than I'll ever imagine.

The accent is kinda broken, but hey; that's how it is sometimes.

My first words to this new beautiful world?

"Greetings New World! My name is-" My new powerful voice had been cut off.

A name…

Was I still Gael Owen? Logically I still was and will be Gael Owen.

I have all of my memories and such.

But for my old name?

It was obsolete here in this new world.

If I was to have a new name befitting of this world filled with monsters, what would it be?

Smaug? No, I do not rule underneath a mountain as king with a sea of gold and riches as my subjects.

Grigori? No, I am not a fallen warrior that failed to take the mantle of God.

Alduin? No, I am neither an eater of souls and worlds nor the son of a primordial dragon god.

Then who will I be? Another nameless monster in this here world of monsters?!

No.

I Refuse.

Within my mind, a memory surfaced. A flag, one emblazoned with a red dragon that saw and experienced more than over a thousand years of history and more.

A Name Was Chosen.

Upon a mighty oaken perch. There was a Red Emperor.

Its features scrunched up in frustration as it tried to find a way to name itself.

And then its golden eyes opened, a name was chosen.

It got on all fours and looked to the sea covered horizon.

The beginnings of a storm were starting to brew.

A challenge then, the red dragon would have to prove itself in the eyes of the world.

It mattered not, the Horned Emperor would make a decree that all would follow and obey without question.

Instantly the red dragon pushed itself on to its forelegs and flared out his wings.

The great branch that held the dragon in the air groaned in protest as all of the weight of the red emperor had been put onto a single point.

"Hear my Name and Decree here and now!"

The world paused to listen to the new emperor.

"I AM Y DDRAIG GOCH! THE GREAT RED EMPEROR OF ALL THAT EXISTS UNDER THE SAPPHIRE STAR!" Was the all-powerful voice that came from the newly crowned "Great Emperor Of All"

The world bowed its head to the new King of All.

The newborn storm that I saw over in the horizon evaporated as quickly as it came.

Also, what the fuck was that?!

That was soo fucking cheesy and bad on so many levels I couldn't even begin to comprehend them.

"I am the great red emperor of all that exists"...

Sure it made my inner kid freak the fuck out with enough excitement and energy that it could fuel and supply a rocket long enough to get to Mars and back.

I could've been at least more original than the typical "I am king now, bow plz" speech shit.

Welp… I got a name now, and that's all that matters now.

Let's see. I still have a bit of daylight left, what now?

Flying? Sure why not, I can control most of my body now.

Slowly but surely, the newly named Y Ddraig Goch began to feel around his back for the membrane covered muscles that were his wings.

This is the weirdest fucking feeling ever. The best I could describe is that it feels like you have another pair of arms.

Only, this pair of arms are highly malformed and also have real thick heavy sheets on them.

For the next several hours I began to do exercise's with my wings to get comfortable with them.

Ddraig peered over his perch with an uneasy expression.

I never was good with heights. But it's alright, just remember the motions and exercises that you did and you'll be fine as rain.

Colossal wings unfurled on command. Ddraig straightened himself.

The wind was calm.

His muscles were tense and ready to spring into action.

His breathing was even and collected.

It was all perfect.

One more final breath and he let himself slip.

"NOW!" Ddraig mentally roared at himself and put all the muscular power he had into his two flight given instruments.

The result? He was rising, and fast too.

HOLY SHIT! This was fucking awesome, it was like my childhood dream come true.

No scratch that. HE WAS LIVING THE CHILDHOOD DREAM! I mean, I'm a big ass red and black dragon that shares the name of my country's flag.

And I'm also in a land of dinosaurs, dragons, elder dragons and a whole bunch of other cool shit.

And lemme tell you something, being Isekaied ain't so bad after all.

Man, I'll say it again. The dev's of Monster Hunter World really didn't do the Ancient Forest justice.

But I don't blame them. It isn't everyday your creation somehow exists in a parallel universe where its beauty is something to truly behold.

Fuck, I wonder what their reaction would be.

As Ddraig continued to mentally awe over the evening sights until something else caught his senses.

~sniff~

The fuck was that? I stopped my momentum mid flight and did another take.

~sniff~

Golden serpentine slits diluted as Ddraig recognised the smell.

It was high quality meats and ingredients being cooked along with spicy alcohol and other brews that were being kicked up into the air.

The drool that came from the Red Emperor was like a waterfall.

It smelt so good.

Fucking hell, control yourself man.

Don't wanna be flying straight into Astera looking for munches now do I?

Despair spread upon me like a plague as I realised one thing, one small little detail.

"FUCK! I WON'T BE ABLE TO EAT UBER GOOD FOOD MADE BY CATS!" Ddraig began to flail his head in a comical manner while bunching up his fists.

As a matter of fact, he was so engrossed in his own despair that he didn't notice a big mad green thing headed for a straight on collision with the Emperor.

And no, it's not Hulk.

Ddraig roared in shocked surprise as a winged green thing crashed right into him.

Everything was spinning, I was falling, something crashed into my side.

I once more poured all the physical power I had to keep me adrift in the air.

My hand lashed out to grip whatever I could of the monster that had crashed into me.

We were falling again, but I had a good enough grip on the creature to help me break my fall

While pushing this thing off me I finally got a good look at what exactly crashed into me…

It was Rathian.

The Queen of the Skies.

And that was all I saw of the winged wyvern before we crashed into the depths of the forest.

Upon an eternal realm where dreams came into fruition and were made true.

A nude woman sat, yet the maidens body was hidden by her long mossy dark green hair.

Her scarlet eyes glanced up to meet the subject of her dreams since she was a child.

It's golden eyes stared back.

The dark moss haired woman's eyes opened with panic

She shot out of her bed.

Where was she?! One minute they were climbing the fiery elder dragon and then…

Her heart thudding in great pain and drowning out existence.

A beam of light…

The monster in her dreams.

Before her fear riddled thoughts could go on any further, a voice cut them off.

"Whoa, easy now!" A man, his voice deep and reassuring.

He continued.

"Calm down. You've been out cold the past couple of days and your fever just broke not too long ago."

Her scarlet eyes met soft black.

"My name is James, I'm a medic here in Astera. Name?"

She tried to say her name but couldn't

Her throat was drier than a desert on a hot day.

The man chuckled.

"Heh, here. Water, drink."

She took the water with the grace of a drunk.

After drinking the god-given drink, she sputtered out her thanks.

"T-thank you.."

"Think nothing of it. Now then, name?"

"Morrígan" her voice now clear.

"Last Name?"

"Dagda." She continued.

"Alrighty then… let's see here, Morrígan Dagda, fifth fleet. A-lister… Sounds about right." Mumbled the man while looking through his clipboard.

After he finished fumbling through his clipboard the man asked her another question.

"Well. First of all, how are you feeling?

"Is all this necessary?"

"Its standard protocol Miss Dagda. Everyone has to go through it. Now then, I'll say again. How are you feeling?"

"Alright, I suppose. A little weak, but nothing that a bit of food will fix." Morrígan parroted.

The medic hummed in response.

"Last question. Any bad burning itch, that kinda thing?"

Morrígan shook her head. "Nope."

The man stared at her for a good while.

"You're free to go."

She blinked. "Just like that?"

"Yep, from what I can see. You don't have Blastblight."

"Blastblight?" she questioned

"Most of the people in the Fifth Fleet that had to climb Zorah Magdaros ended up with Blastblight."

"Zorah-" She was cut off.

"The Black Elder Dragon."

Morrígan blinked.

"Well, whatever. Ever since the morning two days ago, our Nulberry supply has been at an all time low. But enough of that. You can get a bite to eat at the canteen and after that go get your gear at the provisions center."

The medic stood up from his stool and walked out.

"What a malicious morning" Morrígan thought to herself.

After a nice meal, gearing up and a tearful reunion with her palico. Morrígan Dagda was ready to go on a quest.

"No." came from the tanned scarred white haired man.

Her reinforced leather covered palms slammed on the table.

"What do you mean you can't authorise me for Quests!" She roared.

"You know what I said A-lister. We don't allow Hunters that just came from the infirmary to go right back into Quests. No exception A-lister."

"But I am fine Commander! I don't have blastblight or any broken bones." Countered Morrígan.

"You broke a fever just earlier today A-lister! I said no and that is final."

Morrígan's shoulders slouched in defeat.

"Then when does my medical rest end Commander?" She tiredly asked.

The said man turned his head and glanced at her.

"If you are well by sunset… then tomorrow. In the meantime you could asset whomever is in need of physical labour. " Was the Commander's answer.

Morrígan sighed for the nth time today. Today could not get anymore worse-

The grove near Astera exploded with a crash and roars.

Nevermind! Turns out it could. She mentally noted, she also noted her fellow Hunters screaming around.

"What was that!" one shouted

"A turf war, this close to Astera?! I must observe this" came also from a researcher.

As both I and Rathian crashed into the thicket of palm trees and other flora, the plan I had to use the Queen of the Skies to break my fall… Sadly it did not work.

Minor bits of pain stinged my side when I finally came to.

I am really fucking thankful for the absolute endurance my carapace and hide have.

Really I am.

Lifting up my head, I was able to make out Rathian flailing around on the ground as fallen palm trees had fallen on her.

Rathian was not the only victim of the fallen trees.

I had unfortunately crashed into a thicker part of the grove meaning that my back legs had been tangled rather thickly by the palm trees.

That also meant my tail was fucking stuck again and a bounus, burried beneath a whole fucking stack of fallen trees.

My head whipped back to Rathian.

She had already recovered and broke most of the trees that fell on her.

Burning fiery embers were beginning to spill from her maw.

Ddraig, upon seeing this roared with enough ferocity with enough force to send Rathian reeling from the sheer volume.

Upon recovering, the Queen of the Skies let out a challenging roar of her own.

A fiery orb was let loose, in its path was the Red Emperor Y Ddraig Goch.

When I saw that red glowing orb of raw fiery destruction…

I felt something well up within me.

It spread throughout my entire body.

Strength was given to me, endurance gifted that was strong enough to travel the world over.

I let it fill my throat, unconsciously condensing and refining it to be the ultimate weapon.

I let it loose.

The blast of godly cosmic light overwhelmed the meek ball of fire and consumed Rathian utterly.

By the time the light died down, I was finally able to see what kind of damage I had done to Rathian.

Melted flesh surrounded a barely recognisable skull.

The words "Holy Fuck!" do not describe what I saw.

I did that.

I melted the Rathians head and who knows what else to goop!

TO FUCKING GOOP MAN FUCKING GOOP!

~sniff~

Ddraig's eyes widened

The smell of sweat, old books, delicious food and metal were thick as ever.

Just how fucking close did I crash to Astera?

Ddraig got his answers by the shouts of fear and alarm.

"It quieted down! Let's check it out!" Shouted out one.

"Be careful! We don't know if the monster is still in the area!" And many more cried out.

Oh, fuck me.

Stomping and more shouts filled the air.

Ddraig began to destroy and clear off his wooden bindings.

They were getting closer.

All of the trees on me and tangled beneath me are gone and done.

Time to get the fuck outta here.

Ddraig's mighty powerful wings unfurled and began to lift off-

Something anchored him to the ground.

OH! What fucking now!

I instantly turned my head and…

My tail was stuck, buried and speared into the ground.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

"Something's still here! Keep your distance!"

They were closer than ever.

A roar of angry frustration was bellowed from Ddraig.

Soon enough, the tail was free from its earthly bindings and dust was thrown up into the air.

What happened next?

Y Ddraig Goch and I quote myself in this. "Got the ever living fuck outta there."

By the time the Hunters and Researchers got there, a large dust cloud covered whatever creature was fighting the other creature.

For those that were able to see the silhouette of the unknown beast. They had described it as "Bigger than a battleship".

The Commander looked at the dead melted Rathian with a worried gaze.

Rathian was a wyvern that not many could defeat, it took the efforts of only the best to bring down the Queen of the Skies.

Yet here was one, killed in but mere seconds.

That worried him greatly, what kind of monster were they dealing with. "Bigger than a battleship." was what one hunter said when he was fortunate enough to get close.

That could only mean one thing.

A Superclass Elder Dragon.

"Today could not get any worse." were the thoughts of the Commander.

Damn. This really should have been out sooner. To those I made wait. I'm sorry, I recently had to deal with an addict friend of mine and a drunk thief. So again. Sorry I made you all wait.

Here's a couple of shout outs to some reviewers that gave me support.

Krillshadow: Thanks a bunch for forwarding this story to your discord, and I am sorry that the chapters are rather short. Like I said, I am a rather really new writer that doesn't pump out chapters on a daily basis. I am working on that however. So in time I might have good motivation and a writing goal to work towards in a certain time frame. And speaking of motivation, I really thank you for that by the way, when I saw the notification on my phone I knew I had to start working on this story again and not be lazy.

Thejkshadow1: Thanks a lot for your review man, and its nice to know that the pacing in the other chapter was good enough to meet your standards. And I am working on how to get more creative freedom and such. So thank you for your review.

allhailthesith: Don't worry friend. Our MC ain't gonna become an angst riddled broodlord. I got a whole bunch planned for Y Ddraig Goch.

Do Et: Many thanks for your review man, I'll make damn sure that everyone can find this story enjoyable.

And that's about it, Rate, Review, Favorite. Do what ever you want. And to those wondering, the next chapter will come out in the next few days; five at max.