I was once the most successful dragon hunter, slaughtering every wicked dragon under the sun. But after trusting the wrong people, I died at the hands of my own prey.
My teammates' betrayal in my final moments and the dragons' scorn left me utterly despondent. I thought it was all over.
But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself among the dragons, having become the very thing I used to hate most.
"Your Majesty! The baby is here! It's an adorable little princess. Congratulations, the dragon race has an heir!"
"Hah, what a joke, the dragon race. Now that I've been given another chance, don't blame me when the tables turn in thirty years..."
"Big Sister, hug me."
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I'm the strongest dragon hunter. How could I possibly fall into these mother dragons' honey traps?
"Would you like a snack, young miss? It's strawberry flavored."
"As they say, a gentleman can wait ten years to get his revenge. It has absolutely nothing to do with the warm embrace of a pretty big sister!"
