What is my identity?
What are my origins?
Where are my roots?
When such questions popped into Jiang Qiu's mind, he didn't know how to answer. After all, he instinctively knew the answer: from beginning to end, he was of the Human Race, from Blue Star.
However, that questioning thought had no intention of giving up. Throughout the process of his Soul Fusion with [Snow], it constantly tried to pry open his mind, seeking an answer it needed to see.
As the fusion deepened, his will gradually weakened. The question of whether he was still human had become a point of conflict.
'Am I human?'
'Now that I possess a pure Dragon Race bloodline, can I still call myself human?'
'I came from Blue Star, or perhaps the Northern Boundary. I have accepted so many legacies from the Northern Boundary, received the True Dragon's gift, forged a Dragon Form, and welcomed a new life. It seems the rest of my existence will be defined by my identity as one of the Dragon Race.'
