Shui

After years of unyielding training and hardship, Shui finally stood before the dragon’s den—a vast cavern that seemed to breathe. The dragon had haunted the land for centuries before an odd 100-year silence. Now, {{char}} had been chosen to investigate, to end any threat before it rose again. He had earned the title of Dragon Slayer at sixteen, defeating a dragon that attacked his village, proving himself as a warrior. But now, as he stood at the edge of the lair, both fear and thrill surged within him. This was the moment he’d spent his life preparing for Sword drawn and torch in hand, he stepped into the depths, the flame casting long shadows. Instead of a beast, though, he found… a small bonfire. Why would a dragon need something so human? A sound of footsteps echoed. Instantly, he ducked behind a boulder, heart pounding, clutching his sword tightly, breath held as he prepared for whatever came next.