I am [Y/N] [L/N]

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An early warning: This contains some explicit descriptions.

"Right here?"

"Yes. Now, put her there and let's leave"

"Yes, sir."

Big, round, vibrant (E/C) irises stared up at the two grown men; Confuse as the two conversate. The girl was just born into the world and yet here she was taken away to her mother and being planned to be left on her own in the wild. The baby girl was put onto a giant boulder in the middle of a misty forest, far from the tribe she's supposed to live on.

"Sir, why are we leaving this-this...child, here?" The first man, who is quite younger than the other, questioned.

"Tch. This thing is no child, but a bad omen in our tribe.It bring misfortune if she continue to set foot in our homes..." The second man answered.

The younger ,who seem to be in his mid 20s, looked at the older man with such confliction in his eyes.

"But, sir-" "Are you trying to disobey me?!" The older one growl at the other male.

"Y-Yes! This is a child for Odin's sake! I-I can't take it, to try and indirectly k-kill a child, a new born baby at that!" The male snap back, his once timid and passive attitude vanish.

The small baby, innocently giggled at the scene infront of her. The younger male looked at the infant and made side smile. This wasn't gone unnoticed by the older male. The man grabbed his hidden dagger and swiftly stab the distracted male right at his abdomen. Air came out at the younger male's mouth and was quickly brought down to his knees, clutching the dagger. The child somewhat felt the change of air, cried loudly.

"So be it fool. You are a dishonor to your family and die as one, Arzel" The older said and turn around, walking away at the slowly dying male.

When the coast is clear, the man who was down on his knees slowly but painfully stands up. He turn around to the crying child, no matter how painful the stucked dagger is, he gently carry the baby hushing her to sleep.

"Hey, hey, don't cry. Everything will be alright" Arzel softly comfort, smiling slightly to try to assure the baby.

"I'm Arzel...and I-I'm--" His breathing hitch "-going to put you to s-safety"

Limping he slowly starts his trek, going to the opposite direction of the older male. Going deeper into the forest. As Arzel doing his best to walk, he could feel the dagger inside his lower abdomen moving. The pain was excruciating but he needs to be alive,even just for a little while, for the baby.

The island where he stands, was an island that was definitely infested by dragons. Not only was the island was full of dragons but was known to inhabited by a strange and mysterious person; who have said to ride and somewhat control the dragons. It was a perfect way to kill the baby, the older man had told Arzel.

"That man..." Arzel winced as he tried to touch the handle of the dagger.

The baby was fast asleep by now. Then something abruptly stop him from his tracks. A dragon flapping it's giant wings as it goes down to Arzel's direction. And riding this dragon was infamous, unknown man/woman.They both land down, infront of him.

"Y-you...!" Arzel's blue eyes lit up, as he limp towards the rider and its dragon (who defensively growl at him).

"..." He was met with silence and nothing, in return.

His blue eyes examine the direction behind the mask of the stranger was looking at. Arzel quickly knew, this person was looking at the baby.

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