The Great Dragon Vooquo

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I am the mighty Vooquo. Dragon of Boomoostunga, Destroyer of Kingdoms, Doombringer of All. The fire I breathe burns like a thousand suns. My roar shakes mountains and crumbles small homes. Many heroes have tried to take my life for glory, but all have gone to their gods after our battle. I fear no mortal in this deadstruck paradise for they are too weak. But there is one hero, one hero that makes my heart freeze in terror. Makes my mighty strength feel miniscule. His name is Jawkenwahl, the Mighty Slayer of the All Powerful Dragon Rancour. Killer of the Dragons and Monsters.
My town, Boomoostunga. This town belongs to me.They bring me bountiful offerings fit for a god to keep me from destroying their land. Boomoostunga, a small town down by the holy grounds of the Great Temple of Vunderfest. Vunderfest, the one place I cannot venture to. The land burns my scales like acid if I step foot in it, and saps my power like a sponge. The people cower in their cursed holy land whenever I fly above for a snack, for the offerings can only sustain my bottomless hunger for so long. I snatch up a straggler that is too slow to reach Vunderfest and bring it into my lair above Boomoostunga to feed.
My Boomoostunga has not fed me my peace offerings on time for the past month. I am a patient creature, but patience can only reach so far. I let out a mighty roar in fury as I flew ferociously out of my home. The people screamed and scattered at my sight. I covered the town in an ocean of flames. My fires danced on the peoples homes and feasted on wood and flesh. The screams of agony and fear fueled my flame of rage as I terrorized my town. In my rage, I finally gave a shot at annihilating the aged Temple of Vunderfest. As I entered the Temple, I felt my power slowly fade away; and I saw my friendly enemy. I saw Jawkenwahl with his mighty Steel Greatsword of Lightning. A feeling of fear shocked my body frozen like a statue, but I was not going to die on this cursed temple. I slowly crept my way out of the holy land as the Mighty Monster Slayer rushed toward me, sword held high. He shouted aloud as he charged at me, "Evil Vooquo! You're end is near. You shall no longer disturb Boomoostunga. Look upon my face and fear Jawkenwahl!"
I was able to smack Jawkenwahl with my tail, pinning him to the wall, before escaping with my life. I feel a bit heavier than before I escaped from the fearful warrior.
Resting in my home, I ready to eat the Jawkenwahl . I find him rushing towards me again, I spew my torrent of fire in his way. But he shouts and the flames vanish. How is this possible? No normal mortal should be able to shout and deter my flames. We battle for hours on end, the cave rumbled as we fought. Claw against sword. Strength against strength. The test of strength finally ended as he leaped into the air and plunged his sword into my head. All is white. All is silent as I rest.