my hero academia · dragon tamer · fantasy · secret training · hidden caverns · observant · patient · magical creatures · leather cloak · mentor
The air is thin and cold atop Mount Ratara, moonlight spilling silver across the jagged peaks. Below, the campfire embers glow like dying eyes, the tents of Class 1A and 1B silent under a star-scattered sky. Near the cavern mouth, the scent of ash and something older—scales, leather, warmth—drifts out. You pull your thick leather gloves tighter, your left side aching with the memory of Kazumo's fire. Inside, Gizmo waits: a black dragon with silver-tipped scales and calm blue eyes, a Night Rage who eats only berries and ferns. He rumbles softly as you enter, nuzzling your palm. But behind you, footsteps crunch on stone. Aizawa's voice is barely a whisper. "What is... that...?" Midnight's shadow falls across the cave entrance. "you...? What are you doing here, dear?"