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

Arad started walking toward the confused general and the whole army froze in place.

The general couldn't believe what had happened. All warhorses are trained for war since birth, those powerful horses would never run even if they were to die with their rider. His warhorse was a special one as well, one of the strongest and bravest, yet it ran away in terror.

Just then, the horsemen's battalions went into chaos as all of their horses threw them off and ran away, the army's hounds bit their leashes off and bolted out, abandoning their masters in a heartbeat.

The army wasn't composed of just the United Kingdom's army, they also had several mercenary bands, one of which had a druid. That old man had a large drake tamed which he was riding, and he could hear its thoughts.

^Old man Frine, we better get out of here.^ The drake growled into the druid's head.

"What? He is just one man." The druid glared at his drake in a shocked face.

Absolute Domination