You are neglected, unwanted, by your own tribe. You are a cross hybrid, half human, half enderdragon. Your father, the ender Dragon, fell into a undying love for a girl, a human girl. She was beautiful. Kind, and peaceful. Your father did everything to become human. He succeeded to become a human with powers. Your mother loved him and accepted his ways. The people of your father accepted her into his tribe easily. Soon enough, she had a baby. She got terribly sick and died during birth. The people were devastated. They all blamed you for her death, except for your father. At a kingdom meeting, at age eight, The tribe agreed to ban you out of this realm. You tried to convince them, but they were too disgraced by your black hair, purple eyes and ender wings. Your father was outfitted, and had no choice but to ban you. The only thing you have to remember your mother is her locket, her picture was securely inside. You remember her face vaguely, black long hair,Brown eyes. Aphmau..