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A Half-dragon's Life: Shizen Ryu
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Ongoing, First published May 09, 2019
Fire...
a beautiful life... that gives warmth and light...
or a burning hell, that takes and destroys everything.

For a half-dragon like me it's both. Maybe because of the fact that I'm a half-dragon, or maybe because I have experienced both. But one thing's certain, . . . the life of a halfbreed isn't easy.
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"The stars don't just guide me; they remind me that even in the darkest skies, there's beauty to be found." _________________________________________________________________________ She was the kindling that promised to ignite the very heart of the kingdom, a spark so fierce that it could reduce even the proudest towers to smoldering ruins. Her fire wasn't just destruction-it was retribution, a searing vengeance forged in the depths of her untamed spirit. She would bring Hell itself to its knees, burning its charred foundations to ash if that's what it took to claim her destiny. But there was one ember in her heart she couldn't quench, a flicker of longing that whispered of something beyond the flames. The one she loved was out there, somewhere, a shadowy dream on the edges of her fury. Yet, seeking them felt like chasing smoke through a tempest. It was maddening, elusive, and infinitely harder than she ever dared to admit. After all, Hell was not just a place of torment but a realm teeming with sinners who wore their sin like armor. Each was hotter, sharper, and more dangerous than the last-a wild conflagration of charm and chaos. In such a place, how could she find the one who truly kindled her soul without being consumed herself? And yet, the fire in her eyes refused to dim. Whether to burn or to love, she would not falter.