We were on a volcanic island and made a "pact" with the natives.

There were white sand beaches, coconut trees and deep jungle.

The natives thought we were volcano gods and their madness subsided.

They erected stone blocks with an altar and a tub for offerings. And we wrote words on the stone to have a semblance of communication. They wanted to make sacrifices, but this made us angry and they stopped.

They resented us when we melted stones in front of them with our breath and tore off a palm tree with a claw.

They were reassured when they saw that we were eating sharks and human predators. We made rounds when they were fishing and attacked the sharks that came near their boats.

We were protectors for them and in return they brought us prepared food. Each time we discovered new things. Then they asked us to bless weddings and little by little a balance was achieved.

Sometimes a jaguar ended up in our belly, big snakes, but never humans. It was surprising that Father was possessed by this demoness.

He was possessed by this demoness, for sure!

What a contrast, one would want to love him! But let time heal the wounds.

I was lounging on the beach and some children, not knowing anything, innocently climbed on top of me and played ball and hide and seek. I loved it. The parents were terrified and got down on their knees and begged me not to eat them!

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I pretended to be sad and greeted them with a clenched fist to my chest.

One day, a hurricane came to sweep the village and sent several people into the sea but I fished them out, and the other dragons did the same.

This year no one died and they insisted on putting flower crowns on us.

Then their shaman managed to talk to us by crossing their symbols with ours.

We asked them where the other dragons were, Gods for them!

They told us that there were one or two, but only the sea dragon would survive.

Large ships with multi-shafted sails (masts) came and killed many men here and killed a very nice silver dragon. According to the silver dragon there were only a few of them, all from one family before the cataclysm and they said that powerful wizards had created them in glass cages and that they escaped when the cataclysm sent by the star people came.

The star people came to earth and there was no one left but the dragons. The dragons became slaves of the star people but a disease drove them away and the dragons remained. People who fled to great caves deep under the sea and in steel whales came back and rebuilt the world. We all descend from them but we all fear the star people.

The dragons were killed by men because they served the star people but mostly for gold. The dragons loved gold because gold sings to them. but the greedy men chased the dragons for their gold and the dragons had no more children because the men had them much faster and they died out one after the other. Some were slaves of men and surrendered but the men sold them and sold them until they died of exhaustion and despair.

There were gold, silver, bronze and green ones. The blacks ran away with the reds. The sailors dived into the abyss. And sometimes water dragons could have survived but there are too many men for the dragons.

After all these explanations, it was clear to me.

Thousand years ago an asteroid was sent to earth by aliens to take over the world. Scientists mutated people to become dragons and intelligent animals but they didn't have time to go further. they escaped from the cages and evolved.

Our immune system has been around for millions of years and has resisted while the aliens' were defective and could not adapt so quickly. Even with powerful computers, we can't compete with time. They perished, left and forgot us as an inhospitable planet for them and survivors came out and repopulated the earth which had changed a lot.

Here we are in trouble.

We are ALONE

We may be the last dragons!