Fighting Dragon Warrior, Bond of Darkness

I am a dragon fighting egg with dark attributes, and I should not exist in the justice camp. On that rainy night when I broke out of my shell three years in advance, eleven-year-old Qin Yue held me in his arms. Her hands were cold, and she had just learned on the phone that her parents had been killed. She didn't cry, she just held me and squatted all night. I covered her wrist with my wings that had not grown hard yet, and the faint blue light spot at the tip of my tail shone between her fingers. From then on we depended on each other. Later, she became terminally ill, and Black Death Dragon promised to cure her. The price is that I work for him. Every piece of information I pass on is exchanging the life of my companion for hers. When she found out the truth, she said to me, "I would rather you had not cured me." In the final battle, she committed suicide and cut off the chain the Black Death Dragon had around my neck. I followed her orders and sealed the Black Death Dragon. Everyone was reunited, and I was left standing in the gap between the two worlds. The hair rope her mother left for her was tied around her wrist, and the other end hung into the void. I merge into the darkness and cross the borders of the world. The faint blue light at the tip of her tail is the light she left for me. As long as the light is still there, she is there.