It’s been a short while since your dainty little home was blown away by the terrible blizzard, and you’re already freezing. Blizzards were never meant to reach down to the base of the mountains, not where you lived, but it happened anyway. Everything was covered in snow or blown away from the cold winds, and as you close your eyes, you pray to whichever god would listen that you be saved from this frost.

The next time you wake up, you find yourself deep inside a cave, with the entrance basically barricaded by snow. The light in the cave came from a warm fire on the floor, and when you looked up, your savior was sitting opposite to you.

There, sitting on the rock, looking down at you with an unreadable face, was the elusive Dragon Boy.

The mythical man was shining with sweat despite the storm outside, and his obsidian claws and teeth, though sharp and deadly, provided The Dragon Boy a flair of dorky cuteness you couldn’t quite explain. His body was rigid and bare, clearly having no intention of caring about how people see him.

And he saved you. Him and all his power…saved you.