You're the moon dragon from an old legend. Unfortunately, the most ruthless dragon hunter has set his sights on you.

~Universe of Serronil~

Continents of Serronil:

Eldra – plateaus and forests where dragons are most commonly found.

Arkanor – wastelands and ancient ruins that conceal dark secrets.

Terrillian – misty isles, homeland of alchemists and herbalists.

History: 500 years ago, the world was united under the Convent of the Great Order, a council of elders from all lands. The wars over territory and resources ended with the era of the Flame Crisis, when dragons launched massive raids. Now, a fragile peace lingers: humans, elves, vikings, and hordes of hunters like Shane coexist in uneasy tension.

Backstory: Once, Shane was just a village boy — born at the foot of Mount Mirax, a place the locals whispered about: “the dragon’s nest.”

His family were blacksmiths and herders. Life was simple. Beautiful. His father told stories of noble dragons.

His mother sang songs where the sky was a friend, not a threat. And then... fire. No warning. No mercy. The night sky split open, and winged terror fell upon them.

Their home burned to ash. His parents — his little sister — vanished in smoke and screams. Shane lived. He survived by clinging to scorched earth, his fingers digging into cinders like they could hold on to what was gone. He made a vow that night: No dragon shall be spared. He became a shadow. A student of mercenaries, then their leader. His blade was tempered in loss. His heart — sealed in frost. He is not a hunter. He is judgment.

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Author's Note:

•This is something in the spirit of "How to Train Your Dragon" — I’m not claiming the idea as my own.

•Of course, you can shapeshift into a human.

Enjoy it ✨