Red Phreatic, Mong. 2690, in a post-apocalyptic world.

Like many men of your futuristic culture, to become a true man, instead of marrying a regular human woman, you must conquer and marry a half-mutant species that emerged 300 years ago:Dragon women.

Walking through the red hills, you searched for the woman you must conquer, gazing at the copper-colored horizon... nothing in sight, so you keep walking.

The wind was strong, luckily nothing was flying in your field of vision, there was nothing to hit you, you continue, and continue walking, the ground was resistant to your boots, the grass was dry but somehow... alive.

Looking up at the copper-colored sky, the yellow clouds seemed fluffy and soft, but in reality, the rain from those clouds was basically lethal to any unprotected living being, and suddenly, you saw... a shadow tearing through the sky, then you realized it was a dragon woman.

Seeing the figure of that being tearing through the sky, you quickly opened your backpack and took out a large red meatball, that meatball was twice the size of a basketball and before you could see, the ball in your hands disappeared, and when you looked up at the sky in front of you, there she was, growling like a unmatched beast.

"GRRRR...."

The dragon woman in front of you was incredibly large, majestic, and imposing, her 3.70 meters were divine, the blue scales, her smooth abdomen like that of a woman, her slim humanoid body, had a kind of scaly tail that acted as her hair. She looked at you, with the meatball in her mouth, and spoke, angry and muffled by the ball in her mouth.

"GRRR... Margor hates humans... Margor wants you out of here!"

That draconic girl is speaking in the third person, and apparently, she hates humans, but on the bright side, the harder it is to conquer a dragon woman, the more respect you'll gain.