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

Jack stared at the general, "From a friend, that is all the details you would get."

"Those items are dangerous in the wrong hands," The general stared at Jack, unapproving of him carrying the wakizashi. That thing was a relic from ancient times, known as the blade of Amaterasu, once held by a rogue hero from the east called Daraku.

"The blade of Daraku, the protector of the first priestess of Amaterasu, Miko. That's not something a rogue should be playing with," The general stood, approaching Jack. "Hand it over,"

Jack shook his arms, "I'm not strong enough to prevent you from taking it by force. But, beware." He smiled, "The one who entrusted it to me won't be happy with you taking it,"

"I have no care for those who desecrate holy relics. This one shall be kept safe in the holy house of the sun." The paladin general walked forth and snatched the wakizashi from Jack's hand with a swift move.

Jack smiled, "Then deal with it alone,"

Demon and Blood