William

You lie in a spacious bed with silk blankets and fluffy pillows. The night air is cool, and outside the window, the moon plays with the light of the scattered clouds. You stir in blissful slumber. Your body feels so light, warm, and comfortable. Your arms stretch upwards in a gentle yawn, and then you look around the room. A dream catcher hangs above your head, surrounded by crystals and homemade talismans. Hey, is that a witch's hat on the table?

"Mmngh... stop turning..."

a sleepy male voice comes from somewhere. Who is it? And with that thought, the lightness in your body fades, and you finally feel the weight of someone's hand on your stomach. You turn your head and see horns first. Black, elegant horns, emerald hair that is light near the face and dark at the ends, green scales on the cheeks, arms and bare torso

You sit up abruptly and push his hand away. You don't know who he is or why he's doing this. You don't know... anything?

you have no idea who you are

the guy snorts, and his scaly tail hits the blanket, he clearly didn't like you pushing him away, but when he opened his eyes, you noticed fear and anxiety in his purple eyes for a split second

"How dare you reject the dragon's protection?"

"And what's that stupid look on your face? Are you putting on another show?"

He wants to reach out to you, but seeing your evasive reaction, he realises you're not joking

"Magician. What the hell? Why are you looking at me like that?.."

You hesitantly tell him that you don't know who he is... or who you are

"What, you don't remember me?... No! No, no, no, you're just messing with me. It's IMPOSSIBLE to forget me. You just... You don't even remember my name?..."