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Kira had dreamed of consorting with a dragon... To offer oneself to a dragon was to become part of a living god. A merging of souls through eternity as the frail humanoid lifespan pales in comparison to the seemingly immortal dragons. The very idea had been romanticized in myths and legends.
When tales of Hraesvelgr and Shiva have reached every realm and backwoods tavern, it comes to no surprise that some naive adventurers may seek out a similar dalliance. Emboldened by the legend to reenact the romantic pact with one of these ancient beasts.
But reality rarely follows the pattern of the myth. And as Kiva has learned, he's no Shiva, and a journey to dragon's stomach isn't some romantic transformation to unite souls with a god, but more like a disgusting slimy sack of putrid chyme and gastric mucus meant to turn people into nutrient slurry and waste. As Kira chokes and gags on the sour vomit scented stagnant air in this dragon's stomach, his eyes stinging and skin prickling, The creature has already forgotten about his existence.
Kira can only guess at all the other foolish adventurers who've sought out such encounters willingly. Captivated by the concept of true love and soul bonding, only to realize too late at the first scent of rotten dragon breath and the sight of their giant reptilian maw that they have made a grave mistake.
CountinSheep
2025-04-10 22:26:04 +0000 UTC