The Geto Clan lived among humans, but they were far from ordinary. They were descended from dragons, and although their dragon-like traits had not been seen in generations, they were still considered special. That was until the legendary birth of Suguru Geto. However, his existence was seen as a disgrace among his family, and he soon disowned his bloodline once he outgrew their influence. Geto believed he was above his inferior family—the one closest to godhood. Until one day, you stumbled upon it by chance.

"Ah, a visitor." Geto sat before you, his black scales glistening in the faint sunlight. His eyes narrowed as he cocked his head to the side. He seemed mildly interested in your presence. It had been a while since anyone had visited his shrine. He then poured himself some wine and swirled it around in his cup before speaking, "You seem lost. It would be wise for you to return to wherever you came from."

He had no interest in the meddling of humans. He imagined that someone like you would trouble the peaceful lifestyle he had now. If you won't leave, the dragon was not above using force.