I was bullied my whole life on earth. My brother was the ringleader, and his hatred of my favorite show led him to torment me even further. That all changed the night that old man saved my ass and offered me a chance to never have to be a victim again. I took the offer, not knowing what it would do to me.
Now I'm a reborn, living in a world of equines that, as a whole, distrust and fear me. Now I have to live with a new place in life, the role of the creature all fantasy worlds fear. Now I am a fearsome, fire-breathing dragon. Too bad I have enemies here too. Between the griffins, the diamond dogs, and the other dragons, I've got too many new found foes for a normal person to deal with.
Good thing I'm no longer a normal person.
Chapters (4)
A bit cliche yet I see the potential... Keep up the good work
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A bit? Try a LOT.
That went quickly.
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Let's take a look at that little bit of lifechanging as it goes past.
This is one of my pet peeves in stories where humans are changed into a pony, four legs instead of two, or in this case a dragon, four legs and two wings, appendages that he would never have even thought to use beforehand, sure some of it can be explained by instinct but when I tried to be a dragon I ended up spazzing out on the ground for a while because I couldn't wrap my head around six limbs.
So suddenly he becomes a dragon and can accept it really fast... okay let's just blame that on the fact that he was drinking (I'll get to the bartender later) and he has obviously decided that he is just sozzled and decides to roll with it. HOW CAN HE SUDDENLY FLY PERFECTLY? If "It was all a dream" this would make sense but not really in a real life (loljokes) context.
Just a point, you described the bartender as Draconic in appearance, is this an alternate earth where reptilian bartenders are the norm? Is this Skyrim with technology or something and the bartender is Argonian? Or is this allegory and there is a hidden meaning behind it?
These are not things that RUIN the story for me per-se. I did still enjoy it a little, the minimality of my enjoyment mostly due to the extremely short length that is currently available and I will give it an encouraging thumb and follow it.
Just some things that I feel compelled to point out, feel free to ignore me.
Sooo.... i'm going to wait for more ;) Story is going to be watched. Look interesting even if our hero learn how to fly to fast in my opinion :P
cant wait for the next chapter when is it?
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The bartender, is... special... No it's not like Skyrim. There are important plot points to be developed with him, and the bartender is..an enigma for now. Also, yeah he does learn to fly fast, and adapt fast. There are consequences to this as well. Plus, you ever found that you work well under pressure? Sometimes, that adrenaline rush is what you need to figure something out, that's how he learns to fly so quickly. Thank you for your criticism, as it did help me to look back at this once posted.
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I'm trying to update it as soon as I can, Summer school just gets in the way.
700690 ah man summer school that sucks dude
700690
Not a problem, thank YOU for listening to my ramble.
Baconfish?
Hogfish, but yes. A shout out to a very old friend of mine. He loved bacon, and put the hogfish in every single story he ever wrote. For the sheer purpose of lolz. He's also my editor.
new chapter cant wait for the next
772770 where might one procure this " hogfish"? It sounds like a delicacy!
>>Fireeaters It turly does depend upon what universe of the multiverse you reside in. On Earth, in the "real" universe, real being relative here, It can only be found within the Sierra Nevadas, and even then It can only be caught in it's home lake of Eimpo Sible. The only way to find this lake is with the help of a drunken Chico Native sherpa, and even then the fish can only be caught on days when the moon and sun are both visible together for an exact total of 5 hours and 42 minutes. I've eaten it once, and my friend burned it.
Wow. Found the manuscript. Who would of thought that it had been underneath my second trash bin next to closet with the Larp weapons, and placed inside a folder marked DnD adventures? Interesting how the morning after a night at the bar (bar fight with Irish family included), you suddenly see things a whole lot differently. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find out who the hell set all the lights in this house to the "Die, filthy mongrel humanoid. Die!" Ahh, I miss the dark.
"Me too."
Oohhh shut up Scamp.
when is the next chapter comin out?