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

"Sir Alphonse!" A paladin shouted as he saw the general running across the street, crackling with holy magic, "I sense a wave of necrotic magic. This isn't a drill, right?"

The paladin general Alphonse stopped, staring at the paladin. "I pray to the gods each second this was a dream, but it isn't." He looked into the sky, "There are thousands of them. An undead overlord must be around."

CRACK! A bone burst through the ground behind Alphonse. Necrotic magic washed over the place as the paladin roared, swinging his sword at the bone.

CLANG! The paladin's strike stopped, his blade shattering upon contact as the bone pulsed, flesh covering it.

"Get back!" Alphonse shouted at the top of his lungs, "You can't handle that!"

CRACKLE! A burst of necrotic flame emerged from the bone, and veins and blood expanded as it formed a lump of flesh dripping with magic in the blink of an eye.

The Dragon's Heist: Undead Rush