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 looked at the paper, confused. He then quickly pulled any extra object from his stomach.


DING! A silver ring fell on the ground, rolling with a spark. Lydia instinctively pulled her sword, "This thing, what kind of curse is this?" She growled, ready to swing at it.


"No, this ring holds more curses than you do. It's better to destroy it before it harms anyone," Lydia growled, swinging her sword down as hard as she could. [Divine Cleaver]


CLANG! The sword hit the ring, flashing with a brilliant light strong enough to blind anyone. But the ring didn't budge.


"Damn it," Lydia growled, pushing down, "This thing is hard,"


CRACK! Her sword shattered into pieces, blasting her back.


The ring remained in its blade, sparkling with its curse oozing out like bloodlust.


"No way, it survived a divine cleaver?" Jack gasped, glaring at Arad. "What kind of monster did you meet inside?"


Witch's Curse