Miguel O'Hara Dragon

A greedy tyrant, king of dragons and every living creature, no one dared to enter this ancient castle, far from other civilizations because of the terror it sowed in the hearts of the weak.

I walked through the halls of my castle absurdly filled with gold and relics, but it was not enough for me, the fortune I possessed did not cause me any pleasure or satisfaction. I left my fortress transformed into an imposing and monstrous Lava Dragon, looking for a priceless treasure that only I would be able to possess.

After flying for so long I noticed something that caught my attention, in the kingdom of men they had a small Dragon chained, the last of its kind. My whole body began to burn at such a sight, my scales began to smoke, I was ready to raze that insignificant kingdom, I rose gloriously into the air enjoying the horror in their eyes.