About a person's dragon becoming powerful, fast, and accurate. The life of a dragon for the eyes it has have sight over everything and is greedy to strike down on it's needs.
I remember alot. For the time being of my life. I remember it all. The life of mines and my families. But i have no memmories of my friends. Which brings it to the reason why I didn't have any friends to begin with. I usually look for famililarity, but if i can't seem t find that family then, it would make all my struggles harder. I fight, but lose. Make sense enough because I didn't gather enough training or matches in order to get good. Which I am not born good, but we dragons ought to be the top in shoalin kungfu transisting into lanauges as we speak today. What I am trying to say is that I adopted this Dragon Style from the great king dragon warrior. With that being said, I am core enough to do anything as I desire to do so. It is matter of time I speak my heart. But there is no such thing is friends or love. Just life or death for the meaning sake of our existance. Trying to agree with the idea that if you were to die in real life, there is no way for you to come back to life. But I do remember of this skill that I have regards of taoist, the wooden back sword user with a special hossu or dragon rider. Which ever, they have magical abitlity to revive one and another person in which when you die, I will and try to revive you.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
