"Does the name Anne Wilson ring any bells?" Dominus asked.
He was the only one with a dragon from where he had come from, his mother had given it to him alongside her powers.
"I'm afraid it doesn't," The dragon replied politely. "Is something troubling you?" The dragon inquired. The dragon slowly transformed into a man in his mid-thirties.
"The girl is strange. At first, she saw my other self slaying a bunch of people, and now she noticed the black gene vapor. What is she?"
The man sighed before replying. "There's something you should know before I answer that question, it's about your mother. She told me to keep this a secret, she didn't want you in the same mess she found herself in."
Dominus shifted from his position. "What's that?"
