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

"Cursed Items?" Arad gasped as he heard Doma's giggles in his head. ^{The one I remember best is the cursed sword pins. They make the wielder drowsy the more they swing the blade.}^

^What are pins? And who would use them?^ Arad sighed.

"Arad," Alcott stared at him, "Cursed items?" He had heard him gasp earlier.

"I was talking to her in my head. Do you know pins? She's saying to ask you." He tapped his head.

"You mean those?" Alcott lifted the sword he was sharpening and showed Arad the handle. "See those small pins? The ones holding the wooden part of the handle to the blade so it can be wrapped with leather."

"Those are the pins," Arad pulled the adamantine sword from his stomach and looked at it. "She says she used to make cursed pins that make the user drowsy. Can that be used?"

Alcott blinked, "Of course, that's more useful than you think," He smiled.

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