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

Zephyr took a step forward, "I don't see any women among you," She approached the bandits, her body swinging from left to right, leaving a green trace as the tip of her sword scratched the ground.

"Kill her!" One of the bandits kicked a chair toward her, rushing after it to attack with a mace.

Zephyr ducked forward, swinging her left palm and catching the chair from the leg. She took one step forward, pushing it on the charging bandit, blocking his mace with ease and knocking him back.

He gasped, trying to step aside to smack her, but she spun the chair with one hand, entangling his arm and the mace, pulling him down.

Zephyr quickly kicked him in the groin and then clenched her left fist, leaving her middle finger bulging out.

With two swift jabs, she smashed his eyes into his skull, then crushed his throat as he recoiled back from the chair knock.

Natural Disaster: Wind