Incense Dragon Novels & Stories

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

The Lung Dragon also called the Dragon of Discreet exhaled. “Before you ask how’s she a regressor, you should’ve asked how could a being like her knows where exactly the Dragon Nest is. That’s something not even the Immortals could distinguish. That alone make me believe indeed she was telling the truth all along in short the Dragon of Verity and Vilification acknowledged her.” The Dragon of Discreet groaned again, for the first time in billions of years, he was short of words. “… Seems like all hope was given to her.”

I position myself so when he releases me on the ledge, I roll once and take to my feet. His dragon form is breathtaking. This is the first chance I've actually had to admire it... him, whatever he actually is. Acasia didn't explain more than that dragons have two forms. The people of my village don't know this. Somehow I think their fright is greater because the dragon is well... a dragon. They breathe fire, stomp, and snort during the claiming. They do good things also. Our land has few natural resources and the dragons occasionally provide a source of precious metals, machinery, and even cloth for our garments. And because of these things, a maiden is sacrificed every twenty-five years. It

she asked, her words muffled by her knees as she hugged them close, remembering Rhyzar’s mysterious ability to heal her. Gerda tilted her head thoughtfully. “You might call it magic,” she said, “though we consider it a gift. It pools in one among us—a blessed person we call ‘Draken,’ which in our tongue means ‘dragon.’ This gift can manifest in many ways—manipulating the elements, altering physical forms—”

“How is the Heavenly Silkworm Gu connected to your Earth Dragon Gu cultivation?” Kiran York asked, staring at Cedric Bruh in front of him. “My Earth Dragon Gu was initially just a snake Gu. To transform this snake into one with dragon-like power, it requires continuous cultivation, even repeatedly dying and being reborn,” Cedric explained, pausing slightly before continuing excitedly, “And the Heavenly Silkworm Gu, which can be reborn again and again, is the perfect aid for my Earth Dragon Gu cultivation.”

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

Doug laughed and said, "Have you ever seen shamans transform into earthbound immortals? Those are the dragons of the Python family from the northeast." Chad noticed Hector trembling in fear, terrified of the two python dragons. Doug smiled at his daughter, Janice. "Miss Sixth, it's up to you to avenge Janice!" Janice, possessed by Miss Sixth, smiled triumphantly. She vanished on the spot and reappeared atop the black dragon's head. She exclaimed softly, "Dragon's Breath!" The black dragon opened its mouth and spewed a black mist like a dark cloud, engulfing Winston! Almost simultaneously, lightning struck the black mist rising from the rainbow-colored clouds in the sky.

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

As Wilbur cried out, the Dragon's head before him let out a rumble. It grew twice its size, opening its eyes. The air filled with spiritual energy as Dragon Boulder Bombs the size of a human head were spat out. The bombs burned brightly, swirling with runes that let off a terrifying power and spirit pressure. As the explosions filled the air, the insects were completely blown into tiny bits that caught fire. Within mere seconds, most of the insects had fallen and turned to ashes.