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

Arad fell to the ground, gasping for air. He has gone over his stamina limits, and the assassin still escaped.


"Hoi! Are you okay?" The slave brought a jug of water and helped Arad sit, "Here, drink some water."


Arad looked at the water. He wasn't thirsty or hungry. He had already eaten from his stomach. ^I should drink, shouldn't I?^


Arad looked at him. "I'm fine, don't mind me." He stood and looked at the sky, "The bastard ran away."


The slaver smiled, "It doesn't matter. You saved me and them." He pointed at his slaves in the back.


Arad stood and cracked his neck. ^I healed my throat, but it still feels weird. I need to get back and ask Ginger about it.^


{If the assassin's weapons were poisoned. Then the woman in the back won't last long as well.}


Arad looked at the slaves in the back. They were helping the mother bandage her shoulder.


Everyone was Attacked