Dragon King's Abused

Episode 1

"Run, Draco...run as fast as you can. Do not stop. Do not look back. Just run away as far as possible. You need to stay alive, Draco. For every one of us. So, run faster." The voice resonated through the entire surrounding at one dark night, as the young prince kept running with his little steps without any idea about what was happening all of a sudden. He was so terrified due to the sudden upheaval around him that he could not even realise who came to save him from the m******e that had already started in their Kingdom. The only thing Draco could hear amidst the chaos, was the very familiar voice which kept screaming ever so desperately and the next thing he knew that he had to run just as he was told. Little Draco did not get enough time to see who it was, neither he could realise why exactly he was told to run all of a sudden, leaving everything behind, because he was indeed too young to think on his own.

Outside the palace, each and every little thing was burning ever so viciously only to turn into ashes. The enormous wildfire did not even spare the lives of the innocent people in the kingdom. Yes, the entire kingdom of dragonborns was now burning in vicious flames with no intention to cease until there was nothing left. And the dragons?

Well, all the dragons which were known as the beasts of fire themselves, were now struggling for their own lives as well. Among them many were already dead along with their other halves while the rest of the few kept growling ever so helplessly only for the sake of their survival.

Their horrifying growls all together kept shaking the whole empire, announcing that there was no more time before the entire race was going to get all destroyed in just one night.

The night sky was not dark anymore as the enormous blaze overtook the earth as well as the sky, making the whole kingdom lit up without anyone's mercy.

The screams of people, which were still there a while ago were now started to vanish with each passing second while the doom of this entire kingdom of dragonborns was already standing as the inevitable fate at the step of each and everyone's door.

Ashes were falling from the sky like rain and every single thing was now covered in grey ever so menacingly.

But, a little boy was saved from the great m******e of the night, which did fail to fall into the cruel eyes of the fate, either fortunately or unfortunately that was yet to see.

"Egan!!! Egaannn!!! Hurry. Come with me." As soon as the young prince called the name while running on his way without stopping even for a second, a shadow started to follow him all of a sudden. But it was not his own.

The little dragon of the prince Draco of the Dragonborn empire, known as Egan, did spread his wings irrespective of the fact that he was young too, to keep his human safe from all the danger, but Egan was courageous enough to try at least, giving a lot of efforts with such a little body of his own. He was just as young as the prince, and had no idea about all his capabilities yet.

The little dragon just knew how to fly and that was what he wanted to make use to get both of them as far as possible that night.

Egan flew down to the ground so that he could carry the little prince on his back, even when it would slow down his own pace of flying in attempt to leave the burning empire behind, but that would definitely be faster than running.

And both of them knew at such a young age, that they must try at least, if they wanted to survive.

At that night, one young soul with two little bodies, a very young boy and his dragon, was successful enough to get out of the m******e without getting themselves harmed, not even for a little bit.

It was quite impossible for him to even know what exactly happened back at the palace which caused him to wake up from his sleep all of a sudden at one dark night. He did not know why he was dragged only to be taken out of his room away from everyone's notice and then out of the whole kingdom as well. Little Draco could not even get to see the face of the one who had brought him out only to make him get lost somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

But one thing he remembered very clearly, was the voice. The ear-piercing voice which kept telling him to run away as far a possible so that he could save himself at least, was engraved in his mind without much of his awareness, since then.

But from whom he must hide?

And how, when he was left all alone?

He was too young to understand though.

Those little legs showed enough courage at that night and so did the wings.

Draco could not even ask for his mother or even his father while going out of the palace, clenching the hand of some unknown person, and only to turn into a homeless little prince in no time, even before he could realise.

"Faster, Egan!" Draco screamed in his panting voice, while Egan started to flip his wings as much as he could. They crossed the territory of the kingdom at last and came to fly across the never-ending sea. The waves of the ocean underneath them even appeared dark under the moonless night, while Egan kept going on with Draco on his back. But how far?

The lightning flashed all of a sudden while the darkest cloud kept charging towards them, announcing the sudden arrival of a vicious storm ahead of them. The sea roared and the waves gained such enormous height in no time, showing how enraged nature was at that moment.

In such a horrible storm, it was hard enough for the little dragon to keep himself steady along with Draco, while he did not know how to avoid the sea in such heavy wind which was conspiring to get both of them drowned into the ocean, without any mercy.

But even then nothing could make them stop until a huge wave came up all of a sudden and engulfed those two little lives, miserably, that night.

Both Draco and Egan fell into the deep dark sea, and could not get out of the water no matter how much they tried, as the raging sea made sure of the fact.

The sight before them became dark soon and the last breath which the little prince kept holding on for so long, left him as well.

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"Egaan!!!" Draco woke up from his sleep in the middle of the night. The dripping sweats on his body even in such cold night, made it very clear that the memory of the night years ago, again haunted him in his sleep. His voice became deep and ever so vicious as years went by. He was no more the little spoiled prince of the Dragonborn empire.

Cause, so many years has passed and now the little prince grew up only to rule the world as the savage King... and his kingdom?

Well, every land on which he decides to keep his foot, turns into the part of his very Kingdom, as he makes sure of that.

Yes, that was how Draco grew up. Strong, powerful, savage, ruthless and wild. So was his dragon.

As soon as Draco called the name right after he woke up, a mountain moved, shaking the earth beneath. The burning breaths started to blow up each and everything that came in their way. And in no time those huge eyes opened, revealing the horrifying red in them which did not stop glowing in the darkness of the night, declaring the fact that Egan was now awake too.

His growl in the middle of the night, caused everyone to shudder in utter fear, relaying the fact that their King was feeling no different than his dragon. After all, both of them share one soul. And they reflect each other's emotions in most of the time. Even tonight.

Yes, the dream of such a horrible past made both Draco as well as Egan, anxious as hell, once again.

Draco stood up from the bed and wrapped his naked body with a piece of clothing and went out of the tent.

Tonight the wind was indeed harsh, just like the night of the storm years ago which forced them to meet such a destiny from a really young age.

But, the time has changed now.

Cause the sole heir of the Dragonborn empire was still alive and his dragon has now turned to be the most lethal beast among all.