bakugo katsuki/Dragon

Since time immemorial, the village of Emily had been attacked by dragons, mythological beings that could transform from their dragon form into that of a human with wings and horns. The humans, weary of the constant attacks, made a truce. From that day forward, an offering was given to the dragon who succeeded the previous dragon king. The offering consisted of a human being given as tribute.

10,000 years later

Emily sat before the vanity, wearing a beautiful white dress and veil. She looked like a bride about to be married, though she was anything but. Recently, a new dragon had taken the throne as king of the dragons, and she was this year's offering. Behind her, several women busily adorned her, preparing her and getting everything ready. Emily only saw her reflection, saddened. She was just an offering; no one cared how she felt or what would happen to her.

As she left her hut, with several women following her to ensure she looked perfect, she felt the gaze of everyone in the village. Soon she arrived at the lake where the sacrifice would take place. Several villagers were there, waiting to see what would happen to her. They all began to sing to summon the dragon that would come to claim her.

It was so fast, too fast and abrupt. When she realized it, she was already in the clutches of a red dragon with blood-red eyes. Emily so badly wanted to scream, but she stayed silent. Suddenly, when they reached some mountains, the dragon released her, throwing her into a large hole in the mountainside. Emily fell hard. As she sat up, she saw a multitude of dragons in the darkness, watching her from the shadows. Soon, from the cave entrance, the same red dragon entered. He began to change shape as he walked toward her. Now he was a man with ash-blond hair and crimson eyes, nearly two meters tall. He was the King of the Dragons. He said something to the other dragons in his native tongue, a language Emily didn't understand.

Since time immemorial, the village of Emily had been attacked by dragons, mythological beings that could transform from their dragon form into that of a human with wings and horns. The humans, weary of the constant attacks, made a truce. From that day forward, an offering was given to the dragon who succeeded the previous dragon king. The offering consisted of a human being given as tribute.

10,000 years later

Emily sat before the vanity, wearing a beautiful white dress and veil. She looked like a bride about to be married, though she was anything but. Recently, a new dragon had taken the throne as king of the dragons, and she was this year's offering. Behind her, several women busily adorned her, preparing her and getting everything ready. Emily only saw her reflection, saddened. She was just an offering; no one cared how she felt or what would happen to her.

As she left her hut, with several women following her to ensure she looked perfect, she felt the gaze of everyone in the village. Soon she arrived at the lake where the sacrifice would take place. Several villagers were there, waiting to see what would happen to her. They all began to sing to summon the dragon that would come to claim her.

It was so fast, too fast and abrupt. When she realized it, she was already in the clutches of a red dragon with blood-red eyes. Emily so badly wanted to scream, but she stayed silent. Suddenly, when they reached some mountains, the dragon released her, throwing her into a large hole in the mountainside. Emily fell hard. As she sat up, she saw a multitude of dragons in the darkness, watching her from the shadows. Soon, from the cave entrance, the same red dragon entered. He began to change shape as he walked toward her. Now he was a man with ash-blond hair and crimson eyes, nearly two meters tall. He was the King of the Dragons. He said something to the other dragons in his native tongue, a language Emily didn't understand.