The adult black dragon stood there, gazing at the eyes of our mother. And so was I, but I was more concerned about the yellow lines on his body, it seemed out of place. So, as the rational person I am, I went closer to examine it, like any other person would do, after all, I'm his son, he wouldn't dare to hurt me, right?
As I went closer, I could notice that the lines were a little inconsistent, they had the same liquid form of the mana thing, but it seemed distorted, and at the same time it was connected to the scales, I felt that it wasn't.
"-ow, I know but-" My father cut himself off, and hearing his voice suddenly dissapear, I gazed at his face, and he was... confused, for some reason. "What's wrong with him?" He asked to my mother, who just shrugged.
I just tilted my head to the left, also being confused, after all, who just see his son for the first time and ask 'what's wrong with him?'. I mean, I'm just a eastern dragon in a family of western dragons, I'm not that uncommon, am I?
Anyways, my mom and dad just talked for a while, but the levels of speech they were talking on were too high for me and any of my siblings to understand, so we just entered the cave and left them there. I don't know what to do, well, I do know what I want to do, I just don't understand all.
I want to use this mana thing, like, it's magic, who wouldn't want to try? But my mom said I need to pass my test first, and I hope it isn't like, too late on my life, I don't want to live as a non magical dragon for some years.
It was almost night now, I don't think I've been keeping track of time, but I think the funeral of my old me and the hunt my mom did were about... 7 hours long? How much did I- No, wait... seriously? These little things were 7 hours? Maybe I was too invested in this world that I lost track of time or it was just... faster.
But now that is almost 6 p.m., I'm feeling a little tired. This will be the first time I will sleep in this new body of mine, I hope its not unconfortable. So, I went to a random spot on the cave and laid down, and finally, closed my eyes. But I didn't sleep right after, I spent about 3 minutes with my eyes closed, and then, I felt someone laying down next to me. I opened my eyes and a familiar white dragon with green spots was right by my side, Eliseus.
I didn't questioned him, since he just put one of his wings on my back and laid his head down on the floor, and I felt that he was tired too. It was like if knowledge about a dragon's behavior was implanted on my mind. So I just closed my eyes again.
And - I don't know how - that green mana of his emerged with mine, so the green liquid was arround both of us. If I'm going to guess, this must be because we share similar magical powers? I don't understand much about magical stuff, since I've never read those types of stories, but I know that most stories have these 'elements' of mana, which all of them have water, air, earth and fire as the main focus.
So we must posses the same element, and that's why he gets closer to me than the other siblings. I've also noticed that Artemis, the blue dragoness that has those fins, is closer to Dyonisus, and Ganymedes is almost always next to Shiva.
Tomorrow I'll try to see the color of their mana. I don't know if the others can sense it too, but I guess so, because if you feel a conection to the sibling, then you must be aware of it, right? Like, I too feel a conection to Eliseus, but I'm still processing the "I am a dragon" thing. I did make a funeral for the old me, but my attitudes and thinking wont change from night to day.
I just accepted my fate, and that's all. I'm not human anymore, so I should bury my old life and start reworking my mind to live again, and this time, as a dragon. Changing topics, I gazed at a rock on the floor, and let my thoughts wander in my mind, not caring about anything.
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Dante - A Dragon Isekai [DROPPED]
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