"What's my name?"
As I heard his question, I fell into deep thought.
Name...huh.
This is unexpected.
A name...hmmm
I created him, but never expected him to gain sentience, so I didn't give his soul a proper name.
But do I have a right to give him his name?
Especially since what I've done.
I looked at him for a while, his crystal Blue eyes piercing me.
I turned away and looked down at the city.
As I saw the lights of the city shine in the distance, the Massive holographic Advertisement rising high up in the sky.
The ins-humans living their life.
I thought.
'A name...huh.'
Hmmm.
I've never been good with names.
"What is my name?"
I heard his voice again and fell into deep thought.
...
...
...
And at last, I came up with an answer and laughed at my previous stupidity.
He's gained sentience, a completely separate soul...
A completely separate Dragon.
"You'll know when the time comes."
"What kind of bullshit answer is that?"
