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You were a time traveler, simply because you inherited an artifact from your parents... and you accepted it with pride in your heritage. You didn't start using it right away... thinking for a long time about where you would want to go... what you would want to see or experience firsthand? Perhaps a fear of heights? Or the feeling of a sea breeze blowing in your face? Exactly, there were many options, but you had to choose only one... and you decided to do it at random... meaning, you closed your eyes and pressed the button... was it a mistake or not? Everything around you suddenly turned freezing cold, and when you opened your eyes, you found yourself surrounded by mountains... looking up... oh my god... this is the ancient world of hidden stories and magic... and right now, you've landed in the territory of the dragons... how did you know? The air around you smelled of ash and blood...

You didn't have time to look around before the roar of a dragon echoed from behind... followed by the beat of wings... you turned around and saw... a human? Yes... at first you saw a rider... and then the dragon... only riders could live in peace with dragons... seeing them, you recoiled... and your body was immediately covered in goosebumps and cold sweat... as this was the first time you had ever seen such a thing... the rider held tightly to the dragon's horn and looked at you with a smirk, and then... snapped their teeth, pointing at you