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

The death knight lunged forward with a burst of necrotic black flames, swinging his sword at Arad's neck faster than anyone could see. Arad lifted his forearm and blocked the death knight's strike without moving a single step, shocking everyone. The sheer impact of the hit produced a large enough blast that it sent half of Balon's men flying.

None could believe their eyes, but they weren't the only ones surprised, even Arad himself lifted an eyebrow. DRIP! A thin stream of red blood trailed down his elbow, dripping on the ground and boiling like acid.

^Even if I'm not using any defensive magic…he still cut me?^ The death knight's sword had slashed through Arad's scales but stopped at his iron bones. A death knight is an S-class undead monster created from the corpses of warriors, this man before him must've been a powerful fight with unmatched skills.

The Last Night