#Chapter150
He is walking slowly, feeling every inch of his body telling him to turn back. He is determined though to find him, the man that is hunting him in his dreams. He is different from the rest of the Dragons, he isn’t dreaming of a big bright dragon, but a black one. Black and dark purple aura emitting off his body, making him wake up crying every night.
His Master was always trying to help him by going to the shrine and praying that the evil would succumb, and the light would prevail. But his light was not enough, and he knew that. He decided to hide his true nature, his irregular ideas and form, his thoughts and desires that would make him a danger to the world.
Instead, he decided to stay in the light, following the path and rules Zephyr had set for them. One day he was ready to fight for his place inside the palace. He was always by the rules, following whatever he was told, being the good boy that never stops being optimistic.
