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    Drunken and in stupor, Aerion stared down into his cup. This would fix him. This would make him whole again. He was a dragon. He always knew. This cup. This wildfire. This would return him to his rightful, natural form.

     

    He downed the cup. At first, he felt nothing, the numbness from his intoxicated state protecting him briefly. And then a searing pain. Fire erupted in his insides. Aerion tried to stay quiet, tried to stay strong. Surely this was just a part of the transformation. Dragons were made for fire. But the pain did not subside. It became worse. Aerion screamed, fire escaping from his throat. Instinctively, he reached for wine, trying to stop the excruciating, unbearable pain. He downed a bottle. But wildfire burns through and through. Nothing stops this fire. Aerion screamed, fire escaping from his throat in a blaze. He collapsed to the floor, feeling his insides melting. He would just have to wake up. He’d be a dragon. That’s right. All of this pain will be worth it…

     

    I am a dragon, Aerion thought. 

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    Aerion timetravels back to the era before the Dance of the Dragons

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  2. 22 Aug 2026

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