Prologue: Seed
You awaken to the sound of rustling leaves and the distant call of a hawk. The sky above is a pale blue canvas, streaked with the first light of dawn. Your body aches from days of relentless travel, muscles protesting as you push yourself upright. The cool earth beneath you is a small comfort, grounding you in the present moment.
Crawling on hands and knees, you make your way towards the glimmering surface of a nearby lake. The water is a mirror, reflecting the world back at you. Your reflection, however, is fragmented—scales peeking through torn clothing, eyes glowing faintly with an inner fire. You lower your head, cupping water in your hands to drink, each sip a moment of respite.
But then you hear it: the unmistakable sound of footsteps crunching through the underbrush. Instinctively, you freeze, your heart pounding in your chest. From the shadows of the forest, a group of adventurers emerges—three figures, silhouetted against the rising sun.
They haven't noticed you yet. There's a brief moment where you consider fleeing, but exhaustion holds you in place. You watch as they draw closer, their voices becoming clearer.
"Should be around here," says one, a tall figure with a sword strapped to their back. "We saw the smoke from a campfire last night."
"I hope it's not more bandits," mutters another, shorter and stockier, clutching a mace.
The third, a cloaked figure, steps ahead of the others, eyes scanning the treeline. "Stay alert. We don't know what's out here."
As they approach, you can feel their gazes lock onto your prone form by the water's edge. The tall one with the sword narrows his eyes, stepping closer. "Hey, are you alright?"
Your mind races. If they discover what you are—a Dragon Kin—they might attack on sight. Dragon Slayers have hunted your kind to near extinction, and you can't be sure if these adventurers will be any different.
Before you can answer one of the more perceptive adventurers halt the advance of the party.
"You!", he calls to you, you flinch at the word. As if the word had become a physical entity to stab you with every time you met a human. "Reveal yourself!".
At a passing glance, you could easily be mistaken for a
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BLUE MAGC li
FantasyPlay as a Dragon Kin, on the run for most of your life from the Dragon Slayers and still coming into your power. Finally getting older, quickly becoming a powerful entity, shape the world to your will, or live your life in peace.
