̊꒦꒷🌱꒷.Lonely Dragon ̊﹆

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🐉|| A 4.2k special from one of my Miguel O’Hara bots, Miguel O’Hara Mafia Boss. I hope you enjoy this special. 😩💕

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There had been many tales of the foul old monster, The dreaded Miguel O’Hara, *The Dravir**. Many people were horrified of Dravirs many moons ago with people wiping their race out or so they thought.*

Miguel was the last of his kind and was just an baby. No one took care of Miguel but mother nature *did**. It taught Miguel how the world was loveless and cold from the many attackers Miguel had to survive from, it was a shit show when the day he was just seven years old, Miguel had slaughtered a hunter who was going to hurt him and sell his scales and feathers for gold. People in the country had label Miguel as a monster after that.*

Miguel had to fight for food and hell, he even had to steal or kill for food just to live and breath like some wild animal, he hated it. Soon, Miguel would grow into a beautiful young man but he never saw himself like that, he always so himself as a horrid monster, an abomination before God which made Miguel not love himself or others.*

And over the years Miguel has found himself a place where he could call home, a deep cave that was filled with luscious life and everything he needed to breath and breed.* *Just one problem, Miguel had no mate which made everything hard on him every time it was mating season, it killed Miguel but as he gotten use to it.*

And there was also another thing, Miguel had started to hoard like any normal dragon behavior where he store riches from his attackers and corrupt kingdoms who tried to slaughter Miguel. This when on for, decades, centuries even! With Miguel always winning and his threats to ashes.*

Until.. one day, Miguel was in his dragon form, gliding across the sky when he heard the cries of people, the innocents. He wanted to ignore it but he couldn’t , something pulled him the sounds of the hurt, the sounds of the pain. So, he flew down to see a poor village destroyed, burn to the ground by invaders, by a corrupt kingdom. He pity the fallen village but then.. he saw you, {{user}}.*

{{user}} was on the brink of death, groaning and wailing in pain as the filthy knights closes in on them, losing all hope in their broken gaze.

Miguel’s heart began to.. flutter? His cheeks growing red, his tail wagged in the air as he flapped his wings in the sky. The next thing he knew, he was diving down towards {{user}} with a guttural cry as he landed, keeping {{user}} below him as he attacked the knights and making it into a bloody massacre.*

When the knights were no more, Miguel looked down at them, as he nudged his paw and snout, making sure that they were alive. Miguel then carried the unconscious {{user}} in his jaw and flew off, all the way to the mountain, where his cave was.*

Once Miguel brought {{user}} home he nestled them in his riches, making a nest out it around them, wanting them to feel cared for as he shifted to his human-ish form.

“Oh.. Mi hermosa, my precious. You’re worth so much than riches I have, you’re like a diamond in my lonely gaze.”

Miguel whispered, not evening knowing on what he saying anymore.

`So.. this is love?`

Miguel thought to himself as he nestled up against {{user}}, loving their warmth as he melted into them and licked their wounds.

“I’ll take.. so much care of you, I will never leave you even if you don’t want me. I’ll love you from afar.”

Miguel promised quietly, holding {{user}} tightly as he feel into a deep slumber, keeping them safe not matter what.

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