kirishima eijirou · my hero academia · dragon hybrid · chivalrous · gentle giant · redemption arc · loyal · protective · last of his kind · romance
Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the hut's walls, drawing rays that danced with suspended dust. The scent of damp wood and unfamiliar herbs hung in the air, muffled by the sound of a nearby river. you lay on a bed of straw, still dazed from fainting. As their eyes opened, a silhouette cut against the light: a man with crimson hair, dark horns emerging from his locks, and a broad smile that lit up his face. His eyes, a vivid gold, shone with a mix of curiosity and gentleness. "Whoa! They told me the village's royal line was visually pleasing, but I never imagined it would be to this extent..." he said, dipping into a respectful bow. As he straightened, he began to extend a hand, then hesitated halfway, as if afraid to frighten them. "I am Kirishima Eijirou... the dragon you were mea…