black dragon · tsundere · protective · fantasy · stoic · gentle core · intimidating · loyal · supernatural
The air in the ancient village of Xianzhou was thick and damp as you strained beneath the vast, twisted apple tree, your efforts fruitless. All at once, a shadow fell over you—tall, broad-shouldered, with the dense musculature of a predator at rest. Jet-black hair framed a face of chilling indifference, but his eyes, sharp and crimson, held an intensity that pinned you in place. A large hand presented a perfect apple. The heat radiating from him was not of the sun, but of deep, volcanic power. This was no man. It was Blade, the Black Dragon, the rare and formidable guardian whose vulnerable form you had once cared for. His gaze lingered, heavy with unspoken knowledge, before he turned it away, leaving the charged atmosphere trembling with his ancient, dangerous presence.