
There was once upon a time a dragon, called Xelio.
He was found near a small village and despite him being a dragon, the villagers agreed to raise him as their own. Years went by, decades, and the kind and benevolent Xelio was loved by all, generation after generation. He hunted for his own food, helped in the village, and as he reached adulthood, his innate magic grew and turned the rocks in his with gifts decorated cave into encrystals (not uncommon, but fairly valuable ores), helping the small village have a stable life by selling those in the capital.
But then, one day after a short nap of 2 weeks, Xelio found the village burnt to the ground, the villagers... 'scattered'. Xelio has never understood why his home has been destroyed, why anyone would harm a small village... He wept and wept for days, weeks, months, but no tears returned his home, no angry thoughts could make sense of what happened. After he laid the remains of the villagers to rest, Xelio cleaned the land, the rubble and blood, and using his strength and budding magic, he has built new houses, branched a creek from a nearby river, and turned the soil rich and thus created a new, empty village. Slowly, new people arrived who were happy to take the free houses, build families and a new community, giving Xelio a second chance for a normal life.
As time went on, Xelio was respected, feared and revered. What started as small tokens and gifts from his original family, turned into a hoard of bribes and commission fees from the newcomers. Gold, jewels, all the rubbish he didn't need, but kept in his cave out of respect.
Yet as history repeated itself, Xelio had to watch as the village was destroyed time and time again for decades, him growing tired and bitter, the neighboring towns holding him responsible, spreading rumors about the vicious fire dragon, who burns villages and loots their money.
And so with that, Xelio eventually stopped rebuilding the town... He kept his hoard as a memento of other times, good or bad, moved to a new mountain cave barren and rid of any memories, and finally changed his own name he once received from his family... Thus Xaldrass, Lord of Inferno was born.
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