Alen_Tanor

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them?
This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why?
Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind.
Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race.
From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons.
But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race.
Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath.
Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world.
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The dragon's harem

Merlin growled, standing up, "That hurt," She stared at Aella. "But you got a hit in," she sat, cracking her neck.


Arad stared at her, "How could a wizard be so good at hand-to-hand combat?"


Merida smiled, "You don't have to rely on classes, do you?" She stretched her arm, making a fist. "You can learn martial arts freely, even swordsmanship. You won't get as fast or strong as fighters and barbarians, but you would be better than scrawny mages."


Alcott approached them, "Even the most dedicated fighter will have a slither of MP, which fuels basic spells if he studied them." Pointing his finger toward a small twig, [Bonefire] Alcott ignited it.


Aella stared at him, "You aren't an arcane fight."


Alcott nodded, "I'm a martial fighter. I only focus on physical and armed combat." He looked at her, "You're an arcane archer, mixing magic with your skills,"


Merlin puffed her chest, "I trained to keep this idiot at bay for one minute,"


Hunting wolves for Lyla