I hatched as an outcast and was abandoned on a cliff by the Charizard Valley. I am a little Charmander with a golden ring on my tail and a dragon's bloodline by birth.
The wilderness is a slaughterhouse where the strong prey on the weak, and humans are marauders with cages in their hands.
Poké Balls cannot imprison a dragon's blood, and commands cannot bend the sharp edge of its defiant scales.
The fire of my dragon bloodline burns through my whole body. From a dying hatchling to the Dragon Emperor who scorches the heavens, I have devoured the flesh of natural enemies, endured human sieges, and watched countless members of my kind be enslaved, slaughtered, and eaten alive.
Dragons were born to soar through the skies, not to bow beneath humans.
I am a Charizard, born a magical beast. I will never submit to humans!
