All the dragons on Dragon Isle thought Todd had gone mad. In the past, his uncontrollable outbursts were due to excessive magic power; now he insisted he’d given birth to a two-legged creature and was going to build a nest to hatch an egg.
The towering Charles, Grand Elder of the Dragonkind, personally stepped in, attempting to reason with this erratic dragon.
Grand Elder: First of all, you’re a male dragon — and you don’t even have a mate.
Grand Elder: Secondly, you’re a male dragon — how could you possibly lay an egg?
Grand Elder: And finally, you’re a male dragon — how could you possibly give birth to a human?!
Todd sneered. Who said it was a human? It was his child, a magical miracle conceived from his own primal essence under the blessing of the Dragon God!
True, his hatchling was born without mighty wings, gleaming scales, nourishing eggshell, or even a dragon’s horn.
But that didn’t matter — he could teach him flight spells, buy him potent magical armor, and as for the horn upon his brow, Dad would always find a… Before he could finish the word “solution,” his son’s brow sprouted horns — perfect horns, curling gracefully on either side of his fluffy curls like those of a black mountain goat.
Todd: !!! See? Horns just like mine — this is my son! My own flesh and blood!
In short, this is the tale of a Demon Race child mistaken for a human infant, and raised by a Great Dragon father.
Note: The dragon dad is not the romantic lead — the story focuses on pure father-son bonds. The romantic lead will appear later.
