This story is about a boy, but not just any boy...
Axelite goes through several problems, him not being human and more. Would you like to experience this with him?
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Name: Axelite Age: 6045 years old. (Looks 16) Birthday: August 1st Species: Cloud Wyvern.
4,700 years ago. From in the cloud, Axelite and his mother would be looking down on the town: "Mommy... why can't I got down there..?" Axelite said, wondering. "It's dangerous down there, you would get hunted." His mother said, patting his head. "Why?" He asked. "Because, we aren't like them." She said.
Fire would be everywhere, buildings burning. "MOM!" Axelite would cry out, him being all scratched up. Moments later, he'd see his mom on the ground, stabbed.. bruised..... she has been killed, a puddle of blood under her. Seconds after three men come out of the shadows. All of them were covered in blood, all had a shaved but scruffy beard. The one on the left had: was bald, a red shirt, you couldn't see much blood on it, jeans and tall boots. The one on the right looked similar, except with short brown greasy hair sticking to the sweat on the side of his face. Him having a white shirt, but looked like red as the blood stained his shirt. The one in the middle had dark brown hair, almost looking black. Big navy overalls, and a black and white striped T-Shirt. Him having tall black boots with a zipper. "Well, look what we have here, he would make us a lot of money!" The man in the middle said, raising a bloody crowbar he had in his hand. "I bet it's the child of this monster of an animal." The one on the left said, smirking, with one of his molars missing. Axelite would fly up, trying to doge his swings with the crowbar. He'd get hit with it, but then blew a toxic fog at the men, getting them down on their knees, coughing. Them dying a few seconds later. Axelite would fly back into the clouds never to be seen for 1,345 years.
