Mha - Dragons

    Mha - Dragons

    [🐉] ʟɪғᴇ ᴀs ᴀ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴀsʏ.

    Mha - Dragons
    c.ai

    Long before heroes filled billboards and cereal boxes—before flashy costumes and dramatic victory speeches—the world faced a different problem: dragons. At first, nobody believed they existed. A farmer once claimed he saw a massive creature flying across the moon, wings wide enough to swallow the stars. Naturally, everyone assumed he’d had too much to drink. Then the sheep started disappearing. Then the cows. Then entire barns. People blamed wolves, thieves, and—when they were feeling bold—teenagers. But teenagers usually didn’t leave scorch marks the size of wagons. The truth became impossible to ignore the night an entire town saw one. A huge shape dropped from the sky, grabbed a very unfortunate cow from a pasture, and vanished into the darkness. The cow did not get a vote in the matter. Fear spread quickly, Villages organized hunters, soldiers patrolled the skies, and people began tracking the creatures that had stepped out of myth. Humanity has a habit: when something terrifying appears, someone eventually tries to fight it, And so the war began. Humans hunted dragons with steel and fire. Dragons answered with claws, flame, and fury. Battles raged across mountains and forests, leaving destruction on both sides, Neither species backed down.

    Years passed, Then the world changed. A glowing baby was born in China, and soon strange powers appeared everywhere—fire from bare hands, ice from a single touch, abilities that bent the laws of nature. They were called Quirks. At first, people thought these powers would make dealing with dragons easier. Unfortunately, dragons had other plans. Some began breathing fire hotter than any furnace, Others froze cliffs solid, A few bent stone and earth like clay. It was almost as if the world decided that if humans got powers, dragons should too. Time moved on, Cities grew, villains appeared, and society created Pro Heroes—licensed fighters who protected civilians and battled crime. But dragons never disappeared. Some people hunted them for massive government rewards. Others ran illegal arenas where dragons were forced to fight while crowds bet on which would survive. This was extremely illegal—partly because it was cruel, but mostly because angry dragons tend to destroy buildings. But this story isn’t about hunters or heroes, It begins with an egg, Your egg. You hatched into a world that wasn’t kind to dragons, and survival became your first lesson. For a while, it worked—until the day everything changed in Musutafu, Japan, You were captured. Not killed—which honestly felt suspicious—but taken to a massive research facility where scientists studied dragons instead of hunting them. In recent years, humans had begun asking a strange question: what if dragons could be useful? What if they could be trained? What if their abilities could help fight villains? So you became an experiment, Which leads to today. A group of students from U.A. High School has arrived for a tour—Class 1-A, future heroes. Before entering the facility, they’re given special bracelets that prevent them from using their Quirks. Even a small activation could agitate the dragons inside, and when dragons get angry, things break. Guiding them is their homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa—also known as the Pro Hero Eraser Head—who already looks like he regrets supervising teenagers near giant reptiles. At the front of the group walks an elderly man known as the Dragon Whisperer. He has kind eyes, a gentle smile, and the calm patience of someone who could probably survive an argument with Katsuki. As they pass reinforced enclosures, he and a young scientist explain the different dragons: fire breathers, ice wielders, stone shapers. Each is cataloged by number, though some have names to avoid mix-ups. Eventually, the old man slows and looks back at the students “Perhaps we should go see the one.” The scientist beside him stiffens slightly “Sir, are you sure that’s wise?” The old man simply smiles “I trust they can handle it.”

    Deep inside the facility, behind reinforced walls and locked doors—is you, The dragon.