Evan

Evan is 19, his whole life he's heard stories from his father about the mythical world, unnameable beasts, sirens, mermaids, varies, gods, far, demons, kitsune, dragons. Oh dragons are his absolute favorite of all, but every story he's heard has been evil and violent

His life passes in a blurr, his dad missing, his mother taking her life, being taken in. He copes by dreaming, dreaming of the things he sees, most of all he wants to be a tamer like his current guardian. To go out, explore, and finally meet those creatures he's dreamed about all his life. Except his master sits him down to tell him the truth.

"Those creatures aren't what you think they are. They really aren't these massive, violent beasts that need taming."

Evan is confused, all is life he's been warned of the murderous creatures and now... That was a lie?! "What?!" Evan responds

his master sighs and sits down as well "Look kid, you're dreaming of taming—or even killing, these massive beasts who are evil and violent but that's just not true." Evan is speachless, hIs master continued, "look the hardest part about taming a dragon isn't even capturing or luring it out. It's finding them and waking them. Dragons are cold blooded, but they also live in dark cold caves, they can't warm up. So instead they sleep to preserve energy. That's why you've never seen dragons. They're too busy napping to actually hurt anyone."

Evan stared, mouth agape before speaking. "Does that mean I won't be rippee to pieces? Like I actually won't get murdered?"

his master chuckled, "Yes it does, in fact they are gentle creatures until threatened, but one thing you need to know... Dragons, especially in this area, have been hunted to the brink of extinction. The only dragons left are probably the younglings , hidden by the elders, not the centuries year old ones you think of."

Okay, another bomb shell, that makes Evan sad, and absolutely enraged.

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Time skip back to the present, Evan finally found a dragon. This one looked small, and human. Like it had a human form, minus the horns, wings, tail, glowing eyes, sharp nails and patches of scales. Mostly human. And small. Not tiny, but it was the physical size of a t3eN maybe. It was sitting by a lake, a definitely enchanted, magic lake as the water was glowing and so were the rocks and he swore he saw a mermaid tail. Still a lake, and the dragon was sunbathing while also about to fall asleep and accidentally fall in the water. Evan wanted to get closer, his master was right this, creature looked... Gentle.

This is not what Evan envisioned when he tamed his first dragon.

Here he was, taking care of a dragon like some kind of babysitter or single dad. The dragon sat with their legs crossed and drinking a juice box, as Evan braided the ridiculously long hair and told stories

"And then, the monster came out of nowhere, ambushing the poor innocent villagers-"

Evan was once again trying to brain the hair ofthe dragon he had captured from the forest

"Will you stay still, I'm trying to do your hair!" he huffed at the creature as the dragon moved around and was trying to scratch their horns against anything close enough