I am a dragon! Help me! (TOME 4 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

Tiberium Storm

Altus was very unhappy with his situation.

No matter how he looked at himself, he was a horror to his taste.

His friends tried to comfort him and finally he isolated himself at the bottom of the valley.

Hunger won him over, he knew nothing more. He remembered the word "HUD" and a menu was superimposed on his vision which became 360°.

It was disturbing like a pigeon.

He stared at the lines and an instruction manual was forced on him.

He was given the time, date and calendar and then a 3D view explaining to him, with zoom and sectional view, the position of the legs for walking and flying.

How to use the energy around him.

Spread his wings and position them in the sun.

He walked a bit like a big clumsy crow and fell down sometimes trying not to damage the surroundings until the ground was free.

He saw energy gauges. But in addition to the visual, he had a nervous feeling, like when you are in the water and you feel the pressure in your ears but without hurting.

The more he was facing the sun, the more his solar energy recharged, reducing his hunger.

Then the hud asked him to take alcohol or fat, depending on the usable concentration.

His energy was "digested" by a system of magical crystals and it was also stored in crystals that composed his body half magical half plane, the whole making him a hybrid metal dragon.

Then he saw flaming spear gauges, and a magic missile machine gun.

Regardless of his mana, which climbed every second to levels impossible for a human.

Then the locomotion.

The hud asked him to walk and go to different points and he had to "feel" his paws.

The hud asked him to go on a flat surface, as flat as possible.

And his knees opened up to let rear wheels appear.

The feeling was weird and crazy.

He was moving faster and faster, but without force.

It was more to land

Then everything closed and took its place.

But he was still hungry, very hungry...

So he swallowed liters of alcohol, but it was not intoxicating...

He moved slowly for several hours to reach the field of tiberium.

Fear took him and then he approached his paw and, surprisingly, he had no burning sensation. On the contrary, everything smelled like sugar.

The crystals looked like fields of chewing gum, candy and colored sugar lumps.

The hud asked him to open his mouth and take some crystals that broke like candy and melted in his mouth. A feeling of pleasure, like a real candy was felt.

He ate a few and his energy was quickly filled.

His friends and soldiers saw him harvesting tiberium like fruit in an orchard.

The crystals had different tastes depending on the color.

It was good and delicious, but he started to jerk, to jump in grief.

AH

AH

AH

AAAAAAH... I am reduced to eating this poison.....What misery...