"Run faster! We don't have any more time!"A man in robes and long white hair sprinted into the dense forest in the middle of the night.The sound of owls and the howling of wolves fill the silence of the night in the forest.The man was carrying a baby wrapped in a white cloth while holding the hand of a beautiful woman to escape as far as possible."Where are we going? Why did you invite our child and me to the middle forest at night?" Saffia asked behind her husband."Shut up! You and our child must get as far away as possible!""Why?" Saffia replied."I don't have time to explain."The man stopped in the middle when he felt he was far from the Xirna palace. He gave the whining baby to his wife. "Go as far as you can. You must remember that! You're never coming back here ever again! Understand?!""Why won't you explain to me, Ozel?! What really happened?!" Saffia looked at her husband disappointed. The woman was like a net bobbing in the middle of the sea."Look at me, Darling." Th

"Mommy! I want to go to the market to sell the fish I just caught!" shouted the twelve-year-old boy, smiling happily at his mother, who was lighting a fire to cook.Without waiting for an answer, the boy hurriedly left before his mother forbade him. This time, he would escape Mother's tutelage. Because, as long as he lived, he had never been to the market and seen the outside world. So far, the play area is just a small hut and a lake."DRAMON! GET BACK!"Draco took a deep breath. Again, he was caught. Inevitably, the boy turned to Mother. "What else is there, Mom?" he asked lazily."You forgot to wear this!" Saffia wrapped her own white knitted scarf around Dramon's neck."I don't want to! Why do I always have to wear a scarf, Mom?! I'm hot!""Don't protest too much! All of this is for your safety too! Understand?!"Dramon sighed in annoyance. "Why is Mother concerned with safety issues?! Is this a magic scarf so it can protect me from harm?!""Don't be disobedient, Dramon! One day y

Luckily no human has power beyond him, so he destroys every human who wants to free his brother so that he can fellowship easily. Usually, humans wish to cooperate with the Dark Dragon because they are jealous of their brothers. Just like what happened between the White Dragon and the Dark Dragon.However, the White Dragon and the Human loved each other like brothers and friends. However, the White Dragon knows that humans can die and cannot be together forever like his eternally aged self. Because of that, the White Dragon entered into a blood pact. He gives some of his blood to humans so that the blood of the two flows until they have the same genes. So that the children who become the descendants of his human partners can inherit his covenant and power forever so that the White Dragon Demon is created.Because humans can be trusted, he allows himself to transform into a magic sword to be used to eradicate the evil generated by hatred and allows himself to fall asleep."Actually, w

Night's getting late. Zarlia and Dramon sat cross-legged around the bonfire. The girl was busy burning the fried fish she had just caught. Occasionally he glanced at Dramon, who kept pensive."Eat this." Zarlia handed the grilled fish to Dramon. Dramon stared at the fish. Because of his selfishness and fish, he lost his life support."I'm not hungry," said Dramon coldly."Ck! I know you're grieving! But you can't starve to death. If you die, we won't be able to carry out the revenge mission!" Zarlia protested.Dramon looked at Zarlia sarcastically. "Shut up! I won't eat! Are you deaf?!"Zarlia was wide-eyed, not expecting Dramon would dare to snap at her. He immediately remembered when the boy had a tantrum earlier. Now, she can no longer curse Dramon just like that if he doesn't want it to end badly."I'm sorry. I was just worried about you getting sick. It's fine if you don't want to." Zarlia ate the fish alone."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you.""No problem." Zarlia smiled

"Where are you going, Smelly Child?"Dramon stopped when he was confronted by five of Grandfather's disciples. He was surprised to hear them cursing at him. Even though they were very kind when they welcomed his arrival yesterday. Dramon thought they could accept his condition, which always gave off a rotten smell like carrion.However, all of that is just hypocrisy."I'm will leaving here.""Finally, we don't have to hold our breath and pretend to be friendly with you anymore.""Pretend? What do you mean?" Dramon was surprised."Before you came, Grandpa had told us to be nice or not to show a vomiting expression around you." Drogba chuckled evilly.Dramon lowered sadly. His suspicion was correct that Grandpa was forced to accept it because of Zarlia's request."You don't worry. I promise I won't come here again."Dramon passed them and left."Dramon! Wait!" Azeta ran after the boy while crying loudly.Dramon was forced to turn to his second friend. His heart hurt seeing the girl cry.