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

Lydia gasped, staring at the man on the moose. "Arad?" She sheathed her sword, "What is this thing?"


Brrrr! The moose growled. He glared down, kicking the ground with his front legs.


"I haven't named him yet. Call him moose, or he might get upset," Arad patted the moose's head.


"You didn't give him a name yet? How about Jean or Raptor?" Lydia lifted her hand, trying to touch the moose's head.


"I will think about it later," Arad extended his arm to her, "Let's get up,"


Lydia shook her head. "You will hurt him." She patted her armor, causing it to crack.


"The stables are close. Let's see if they have a large enough saddle." She pointed into the distance, "He bought the extra time. We could spend some to get him a saddle," Arad didn't want to harm the moose. Aella didn't seem to be in immediate danger, so it was okay to tend to this matter first.


Lydia walked beside the moose until they reached the stables.


At the Stables