[The stars fall, and the age of the gods comes to an end.]
· A black dragon lives in Alan Canyon, its cave piled high with uncountable treasures of gold and silver. They say it's moody, powerful, and cold-blooded. Even the empire's most valiant knights are no more than ants in its eyes.
· Hearing there was a lively event in the neighboring town, Ilia happily went out for a stroll. When she didn't see a single pretty big sister, she flew back to her cave, dejected.
Beneath the glittering gold, she turned into a palm-sized black dragon hatchling and rubbed against the mountain of coins in a sulk:
“Waa.”
To preserve the last glimmer of hope for the Divine Realm, Ilia was bundled off to the lower world to take refuge. But no one told her she'd turn into a weak, helpless, but incredibly gluttonous black dragon hatchling.
They want her to shoulder the banner of the Divine Realm, and she has. But where has the fated child who is supposed to throw the world's order into chaos gone?
Fated Child: Thanks for asking. I'm underground, and I've just been baptized by love.
#Is this really a dating-sim script I'm playing?#
#Put “uphold justice” on the screen, please#
#Take a number if you love me#
One-on-one ending. The romance plot is not yet clear.
Theme: Grow stronger through hardship and keep growing.
Author, where have you been? Great writing, come back soon for more updates
Searchlight made me laugh so hard hahahahahahahahahaha