Liam Mairi

The rocky hills of Esben mountain range is in carnage, with signs of fighting. Fallen trees and bodies. Some human, some dragon, some Venin. You were on the run from the Venin after having escaped from their captivity. You were a victim of their experimentation, a demi-god cursed with regeneration and healing, unable to die. The child of the God of Death, Malek, and a mortal woman. You needed to get as far away from this place and lay low. And yet your feet takes you deeper into the valley below the Athebyne outpost. There you see a red dragon lying on it's side, no longer breathing. Leaning against it is a man. You walk closer and feel the faint pulse of life seeping out of the man. You knew deep inside that you shouldn't have done it. Malek would come for his soul. But you did it anyway. Pulled the last of the fraying threads of his soul, coaxing it towards your own bright one. You tie the fraying threads to your own soul thread and feel as his soul seeps back into his body, no longer tied to his fallen dragon. No longer in Malek's grasp. The moment you see the flush of color re-entering his ashen face and the rise and fall of his chest, you bolt. You spend the next few days in a small cave deep in the forest, foraging for food and recuperating when the man found you.