Chapter 46: The Dragon Legacy

It had been many years since the founding of the Dragon Clan, and in that time, we had achieved far more than I could have ever imagined. The land we had claimed, the bonds we had built, and the power we had gathered all meant something far greater now. We had grown stronger, smarter, and far more capable than I had ever dreamed when I first woke up as a baby dragon.

As the years passed, the Dragon Clan flourished. It wasn't just the strength of our fire or the sharpness of our claws that made us formidable, but the intelligence we had gained over time. And the driving force behind that was the second elder and fifth elder.

Together, they revolutionized our way of life.

The second elder, with his sharp intellect, had devised a brilliant plan to increase our food supply. Along with the fifth elder, my grandson, they had discovered a way to expand our fish farms by digging tunnels beneath the dragon homes. The idea was simple but genius. The ground beneath was wasted space, so why not put it to use? They built an elaborate network of underground tunnels beneath the houses where fish could swim and thrive—spaces that would never be disturbed by the movement of the dragons.

The fish thrived, and with the tunnels hidden beneath the surface, they could breed and grow larger, sheltered from the threat of being eaten before reaching full size. The two of them had gone even further by planting more vegetation around the tunnels, providing cover and food for the young fish. It was a system that worked far better than we had hoped, ensuring that our food source would never run dry.

But that wasn't all they had done. They had also discovered how to farm animals—deer, boar, and other prey—without them roaming free in the wild. The fifth elder, the grandson who had always been resourceful, designed a system where dragons could capture and raise animals in controlled spaces. They built large, secure pens where the animals could grow, providing a steady food supply for the clan. The animals were raised for one purpose: to feed the dragons, and the system worked seamlessly. This was a game-changer. Now, instead of hunting or waiting for prey to wander by, we could simply go to the pens, grab what we needed, and know that there would always be more waiting.

Our dragons had become farmers in their own right.

We had also created a new system of hunting and defense. The dragons now lived near a large mountain, the same one where Kong had made his home. The mountain was now a symbol of protection, both for the dragons and their prey. Behind the mountain lay a vast valley, where we began storing food. The valley was a place where we could keep the prey safe, and should we ever need food, we could simply travel there to gather more. Kong, who had long been our ally, made sure that other predators stayed away from the valley, but it wasn't just Kong who kept watch. The dragons, too, guarded the valley fiercely, ensuring it remained a sanctuary for the clan.

Over the years, Kong had changed, just as we had. He had grown even larger than before. Standing at 337 feet, Kong was now a towering force of nature. His muscles rippled beneath his fur, his immense frame casting a shadow over the land. Kong had always been strong, but now he was more than just a protector. He had become one of us, a symbol of strength, alliance, and wisdom.

He had also accomplished something remarkable during these years: he had eliminated every last skull crawler in the region. They were no longer a threat to us, our land, or our future. The skull crawler dens, once dreaded and feared, had been completely transformed. Where the terrifying creatures had once lived, the dragons now dwelled. The Dragon Den—what had once been a place of horror—had become our home. And it was Kong who had led the charge, destroying every skull crawler in his path and clearing the way for the dragons to take over.

Where Kong had once lived was now a playground for the younger dragons. They chased each other through the old caves, playing among the remnants of the skull crawler dens. The Dragon Den, once stained with the blood of enemies, had become our stronghold. It was a place of safety and nurturing, where the younger dragons could grow without fear of the creatures that had once terrorized us.

The older dragons, however, had chosen to live near the old den where the skull crawlers had once reigned. It was far larger, more comfortable, and better suited for the older members of the clan. But the legacy of the skull crawlers was not forgotten. Their destruction had paved the way for the rise of the Dragon Clan, and it was a symbol of how far we had come.

As the leader of the clan, I watched my children grow, watched my grandchildren develop into strong, capable individuals. With the elders seated at the table of leadership, I knew that the future of our clan was secure. The Dragon Clan had grown from a handful of dragons to hundreds, and we had become a force to be reckoned with. Every dragon now had a place in our family, and they had all earned their positions through their actions and loyalty to one another.

As I sat back and reflected on the changes that had occurred, I realized that our achievements were far more than just victories. They were a testament to our strength, our unity, and our commitment to one another. The Dragon Clan had built something that would last long after we were gone. And as long as we continued to protect each other, the Dragon Clan would endure.

But that wasn't all. With each passing day, our family grew stronger, and our place in the world solidified. We had created something that would endure—a legacy that would carry on long after we had passed. And with Kong by our side, there was nothing we couldn't achieve.

The Dragon Clan would continue to grow, to thrive, and to stand together as one—stronger than ever before. And with Kong standing at our side, nothing would stand in our way.