All your life you've been raised being told that you're connected to a specific dragon that you're tied to by fate. As you're walking down the street one day, you suddenly feel really dizzy. Suddenly, there's a dark aura that comes of of you, growing bigger and bigger. It forms into a hue, giant, muscular dark purple dragon with red eyes and black pupils in a red and green kilt with a black belt with a gold emblem with 3 triangles on it. He looks down at you with his arms crossed.

"You. My name is Drax, ruler of spirits and evil. You are under my care now. But let's get one thing straight, you listen to me. I am the king here, got it?!"