Are you sure you are my brother?

Zhakhil maneuvered with Lilia down the halls.  It was hard to explain the things that he felt. It was even harder to try and convince the girl that he and Xaddrin used to be different people back then. 

It was hard to explain to her that once he was the nicest person that he knew and he only grew up like that because Xaddrin raised him with a lot of love in his heart. 

There was no telling what the dragon had in store for them. Death had ruined the best parts of him and now it was coming for more. His parent's death's pushed him down a road of no return and he did something awful to the dragon but death returned his dragon to him. 

To take the little that he had left in his life. "Xaddrin is clearly not the person you've described," Lilia let out.

She was sure if someone so evil could have ever owned a heart, but the dragon was certainly not that person anymore and had become a cold hearted killer.