This is actually a part of my Dragon Reborn universe, but... we just haven't got there yet. Consider this the tiniest of sneak peeks.


Ryuga

His dragon wrapped his triple self around Ryuga's heart, soul and mind and burned the pattern of his scales into them. Ryuga didn't care. The rage that had spent so many years building up inside him ran like liquid fire along the scale-shapes, binding boy to dragon with terrifying closeness.

It kept him awake every night, the flames burning away the exhaustion in his limbs until the sun broke over the horizon once again.

He almost pitied the people he shared the DN headquarters with, because they had to waste so much time completely dead to the world – and their constellations.

Did they not realise that night was when the constellations were at their strongest? Or were they just afraid to be enfolded in the power of the universe as it howled down through the centuries?

Ryuga was not afraid. He had L-Drago. His dragon would not let him fall.