A Dragonoid's Marking

Leonhardt's gaze lingered on the moon, its pale silver light enshrouding him like a mother's embrace. The celestial ball cut through the dark veil of night, granting a sense of comfort that helped soothe his monster's blood.

'I cannot become human after all…' A cold thought echoed in the silence.

His eyes narrowed with the intrusive thought.

Leon's gaze flicked towards the beautiful woman beside him who closed her eyes, quietly breathing, after telling him about her family. Leonhardt couldn't understand, though he knew logically what Asuka meant, and spoke of the emotional connection and empathy didn't exist.

He couldn't understand a human fully because Leon was a monster.

The only reason he could resist the urges to kill the people that irritated him was his Fae bloodline, the ancient high elves closer to humans than monsters. Yet, this only granted him a logical mind able to learn and plan rather than becoming a slave to instinct.