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Dragon Of The Modern Day

Braxton Night was just an ordinary teenager until he met an unfortunate end. However, his story didn't end there. Braxton found himself reincarnated as a dragon in the modern-day world. He had been reborn as Blackeye Andromeda Triangulum, a majestic dragon with black scales and piercing yellow eyes. At first, Braxton was confused and scared by his new form. He didn't know how to control his dragon body or understand the world around him. But as he explored his new existence, he began to embrace his dragon form and all its possibilities. Blackeye Andromeda Triangulum quickly became a legend in the Amazonian community. He was known for his fierce strength and unwavering loyalty to his friends. He also had a mischievous side, often playing pranks on unsuspecting humans. But Braxton never forgot his human past. He missed his family and friends dearly and longed for a way to reconnect with them. One day, he stumbled upon a group of humans who were being attacked by a gang of robbers. Without hesitation, Blackeye Andromeda Triangulum swooped in to defend the humans, using his dragon powers to defeat the robbers. To his surprise, one of the humans recognized him. It was his best friend from his human life, who had been searching for him ever since he disappeared. Overjoyed to be reunited, Braxton revealed his true identity to his friend and introduced him to his dragon form. From that day on, Braxton lived a double life as both a dragon and a human. He used his dragon powers to fight injustice and protect the innocent, while also cherishing his human connections and memories. Though he had been reborn as a dragon, Braxton never forgot the person he once was, and continued to make a difference in both worlds.
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Crimson Tears Of The Divine

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.
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