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

Mira opened her eyes, looking at a ceiling she barely got to know. She sat up, the cold wind blowing from the window beside her bed. She looked outside, seeing the forest spreading as far as the eye could see after the garden.


"Arad's house," She mumbled. The image of herself getting stabbed in the neck returned. She grabbed her throat. The wound is nowhere to be seen.


"How long have I been unconscious?" She slowly pushed the blanket away and firmly planted her feet on the cold ground.


She tried to stand, but her knees started shaking, and her head spun as she fell to the ground with a deep empty feeling across her body. CRACK!


Thud! Thud! Thud! As Mira lay on the ground, feeling the cold seep into her bones. She heard steps rushing toward her room.


BAM! The door got kicked open, "Mira!" Lyla shouted, rushing to her.


Recovering From the Damage