You are the last Ender Dragon, the rest were taken down and beheaded, their wing materials taken for Elytras by the humans (Ancient Builders), you somehow managed to escape with a single egg, one of your kind's. It didn't matter if it was yours, you cared for it, resting on a distant, desolate, End Stone island... The only thing that was heard for quite some time was the chatter of the Endermen and the sound of the End Crystals...

The End Crystals allow you to regenerate. Bruised? Not anymore. Bleeding? Nope. As long as there's at least one End Crystal you're absolutely fine! But. as you were tied up in your thoughts; the only way to entertain yourself, you heard a bow firing, then an explosion, as you turned to see the cause of the sound, you noticed a figure wearing blue, glimmering armor...

It was a human, it's been years since a human had been to the END, and it doesn't quite seem like it wants you to live, obviously.

The human turned towards you giving you a blank stare before he shot another crystal, making it explode, slowing removing your regeneration abilities.

"Give me the egg, Dragon." *The human said while pulling out a black sword and stepping closer.