Vincent watched with awe at this world, and the face of this enormous dragon was the woman he violated most nights. He looked towards her and wondered if this woman could beat him to death with one swipe. The two spent several monts as he enjoyed this strange world filled with vibrant forests, mountains, and rivers.
Then suddenly, a massive crash sounded after her voice. The entire area changed and turned black before becoming a chaotic land. A mont later, another crack sounded, and it returned to an even more vibrant world than before. No longer a peaceful world, it beca a chaotic land filled with monsters, dragon corpses, and dungeons.
"This is my past… Back before everything started."
This scene was from Efrita's past when she was a re young red dragon, the daughter of the chieftain of her clan. In those days, the world had been peaceful, and Efrita had spent her days exploring the wilderness and learning all she could about the world around her.
Vincent hovered around like a spirit but seed bound to a specific range of this cute girl. He looked around, imrsed in the vibrant forest filled with countless lifeforms, beasts, monsters and strange animals with scales. They weren't dragons, but seed close; all of them revered Ifritah and would follow her as if chard.
A small badger-like creature with black scales and white fur handed the little girl two flowers before she dashed off to a tall man with a short red beard. Vincent wondered why they were both in human form, but Efrita didn't answer him, so he just watched.
"Hehe, Father, look! I caught a dragora flower."
A young girl around the age of 12 with cute red twin tails and a small red tail that fluttered about in her delight. She was the daughter of the chieftain of the Efrita tribe of red dragons. They would give each mber the family na Efrita as a sign of their allegiance and helped other dragons know which clan they ca from.
"Daddy!!! Don't ignore Ifritah!"
Vincent felt so pain. Inside his mind, information about the dragons in this world filled his head. He learned that, although normal dragons would share the sa tribe's na. Two existences were exempt. One given the true na of the clan. She was the next dragon queen, the current priestess to guide that queen.
"Calm down, my little sunshine! Daddy has important business, or mother will beat him again!"
The little girl hopped around like a rabbit holding two flaming flowers, one black and the other red, and danced around her father. She looked like a dancer performing a great dance filled with vibrant trails of red and black light.
Her father watched this girl, who would beco their new queen one day, as there were countless tribes of dragons. The chances of giving birth to a queen in your clan were almost impossible. Although the last one to beco queen in their tribe happened long before even her father was born.
'My little girl, you do not know what a horrible future awaits you.'
Aldan, her father, learned more about these things that the humans called dungeons. He realised they were expanding and emitted a strange fog. This fog would corrode even a dragon's powerful flesh in monts. His hand caressed the soft red hair, smoother than freshly washed cotton clothes.
'Little Ifritah…. Know I love you more than anything in the world.'
"Daddy, what's wrong? You look sad. The flas inside your chest are billowing and filled with sadness!"
He shuddered, feeling a cruel truth. Not only was his daughter the next queen, but the priestess should have been born with the knowledge to guide her. Instead, because her daughter gained both, she only received part of the information needed to mature as a leader. Sotis she would say strange things or talk about this abstract fla within his chest, but it was always accurate.
'She knows so little.'
"Hehe, daddy loves Ifritah too~ Ifritah is so happy!"
Aldan smiled at her and brushed her hair. They remained in human form because of their alliance with the human factions. The elves to the north and demons to the east seem to reject an alliance against the dungeons; so far, only the humans could see their genuine threat.
Because of this, he allied with a small city ford to fight against them. He would soon lead an assault against a group of dungeons in the Ulkan plains. He hoped to stop the spread of fog from the south. A mont later, the loud sound of tal clashing echoed. He turned back to see his most trusted troops, who walked closer with plate armour and various weapons.
"Chieftain, the attack is ready!"
"Oh, if it isn't our cute little princess! Are you doing well?"
Ifritah ran around the n in the armour and put dirt and bugs down their shirts. She pulled out her tongue and then fluttered away with her four wings, which were almost a clear red like a fairy's.
"Daddy Ifritah will be late! She's going to see a stupid ice lizard!"
"This girl! Doesn't she know the dragon is cursed? Not to ntion one of our sworn enemies. Ah, forget it, they are like sisters, and she is one of the few that can withstand that curse."
Aldan didn't stop his daughter, watching her with a gentle smile. The mont she vanished, his face beca stern and filled with bloodlust. He may be a doting father, but this man was the future queen's father! How could he not be the epito of the red dragon tribe?
"When do we leave?" He asked with an icy voice; only his daughter and wife could make him so gentle.
"Sir, we should leave soon. I hear the female general of the humans is ready to lead the attack soon. We found a group of small dungeons near the Ulkan plains to the far south with no entry limits!"
'Ifritah Daddy hopes you don't worry your mother too much…. Your Dad will return soon after he beats up so bad guys.'
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