I am the only temple keeper in the deserted Dragon King Temple, dotting the eyes of the paper dragon every year.
It wasn't until the archaeological team unearthed the real dragon bones that I realized: There are no dragons in the world, and only gods can slay them.
That night the dragon bones wept with blood, and the paper dragon burst out of the temple, holding an inverse scale in its mouth and landed in my palm.
A sly smile came from the darkness: "I found you... The last dragon slayer."
Full of suspense, good book