“Grarr” *swish*

Somehow I managed to make him understand what I wanted, but the young dragon seems to be against my idea and refuses to help me. I can't do much more than try to convince him, but if it was already difficult to communicate my intentions, trying to persuade him without being able to speak is an impossible task. So the 'rock mash ' experiment will have to be canceled for now, but it's curious how Danamus, who gives me his blood without any problem, refuses to break a rock.

“Guyar”

"...."

"Grarr"

"Ahuh uhk"

'However much you offer me the fucking rocks, if I can't swallow them, what other use can I have for them?'

That leaves me with just one last thing to do, and that's meat to the rocks, just like the one Danamus ate earlier. It's lunchtime now, so it's the perfect moment. This time I prepared several pieces and all of them had a substantial amount of fat. I mean, if I get sick and won't be able to eat for days, then I better enjoy this lunch, it will be my last supper.

I miss salt, but if you season your food with the best spice in the world, hunger, then any dish will be very delicious, like at this time. The meat has the same flavor but is much more intense, which confirms my theory that the rocks alter the flavor. Despite that, there were no results and with the previous experiment as a support, this time I only waited a day before discarding it and leaving it in complete oblivion.

'And now what am I supposed to do?'

It's not that I've run out of ideas, it's just that I've run out of ideas. I mean, I could mix it all up again, but all I would achieve is pointless suffering and confirming that there's something I don't understand in the mix of the three ingredients. Of course, I have a theory and that is that rocks contain some magical substance that is transferred to the meat through fire and this same substance is activated by the blood.

But that brilliant theory has a couple of holes, as for example, why wasn't there any reaction with the blood? I mean, if the substance contained in the rocks reacts with the blood, then the blood itself should have shown a greater reaction, but it didn't. Also, there's the fact that there was a reaction without the rocks being part of the equation, which could mean that the meat already contains the substance and the rocks are a sort of battery that only increased the amount that the meat already contained.

Such a substance could be the magic I've been looking for. Maybe the stones contain magic, which explains why Danamus eats them and why it seems like the amount of magic he can use keeps increasing, but that also raises doubts. I mean, why doesn't it react in me except when mixed with goat meat? Am I being discriminated against because I'm not a magical being? If so, then the question repeats itself: Do I need magic to learn magic?.

'AHHHHHHH and the cycle repeats'

“Guyar”

Danamus's visit is not very pleasant right now. I'm in a dead end, and he keeps bringing me these annoying rocks. Besides, he knows I don't understand what he's trying to say, but he insists on roaring as if I were a mind reader. I mean, you're a dragon, learn to communicate telepathically or at least learn to speak, for heaven's sake. It's not that difficult.

"UHM UH UHK" *coughcouhg* 'Fuck'

Making decisions in a moment of anger usually results in those decisions being stupid. Without much thought, I drank over 10ml of dragon blood that I had reserved for the next experiment. I certainly knew I would get to this point at some time, but I was hoping to be more prepared. I mean, I don't know what kind of reaction drinking such a significant amount might have. In the heat of the moment, I didn't think about it, and with my luck, I can only expect the worst.

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'Well, many of humanity's greatest discoveries happened by accident, though many deaths occurred as well. But better not to think about it'

If I was going to do something so reckless, then why the hell did I conduct all those previous experiments? It's a good question to which I don't have an answer, or at least not a logical one. In any case, I can't do anything now but accept it. So during the course of the day, I was watching my reflection in the water, waiting for me to grow a tail, scales or become an abomination, but none of that happened.

Even so, I waited a couple of days just in case something happened, but even after waiting, nothing of what I expected happened, and to be honest, I don't know if I'm disappointed or glad that there were no results. But not everything was a waste, for some reason, the blood served as a tonic and I was able to regain my voice, so now I could speak, albeit in a very low voice like a whisper, but at least now I could communicate with Danamus again.

It was an accident, but it helped me rule out the amount of blood as the variable to blame for the previous result. But since my voice had improved, maybe my other abilities had also improved, so I did the superhero tests, but I didn't find anything out of the ordinary. So for now, the only thing that has shown an effect is the mixture of meat and blood. Sure, they weren't positive, but that reinforces my theory that the goats' bodies contain something that I don't, and that something is most likely magic.

'But if I need magic to learn magic, then I'll never be able to learn it. Shit, does it mean I'll die trapped within these fucking walls?'

I spent the following days thinking, organizing my ideas and trying to control the depression that was increasing. Of course, I didn't forget to eat, I just stopped exercising, I mean, I had depression, not anorexia. In any case, I still can't think of any solution to my problems. If it turns out to be impossible for me to learn magic, then I need to create something that can store magic so that I can use it.

What all the previous experiments have left me and if my assumption is correct, what contains the most magic would be Danamus' blood and red rocks, but neither of them I can use at will. Next on the list would be goat meat and trees, but I don't see how I can make use of them. In the same vein, and if everything contains magic as I suppose, then fruits and water also contain magic, but they don't seem to contain enough to affect me, which leaves me in a dead end and out of ideas.

'I think I should have paid more attention in class or to the stupid things that people usually say to socialize, maybe they would have given me some ideas at this moment'

Thinking for so long led me to contemplate the possibility that maybe I am immune to magic and that is precisely the reason that I'm unable to manipulate it. If things turn out to be that way, then I would be in big trouble. I mean, being a weak human in a place where even the plants have magic doesn't seem very safe. So, if the question is, do I feel safe? The answer would be no.

In this time of self-reflection, I also made a terrible discovery, and that is that apparently, when I am depressed, my appetite increases. If things continue like this and desperation leads me to commit an imprudence such as leaving the walls, then I will be a delicious snack that would help an animal to gather enough fat reserves to hibernate. Of course, if there's a winter season here, otherwise, I'll just be a very greasy mid-afternoon snack.

Though on the bright side of things, as I've got my voice back, at least I'll be able to scream if an animal tries to eat me. Of course, that won't save my skin and I'll still die, but my screams will surely attract more predators and since there's only one mae, then they'll have to fight among themselves to decide who will eat me.

'HAHAHA you little bastards, did you thought I'd be an easy morsel? if you want to savor my delicious meat, then you'll have to leave your lives behind HAHAHA'

"Guyar"

Haaa*

"You and your rocks, why do you keep insisting if you know they're useless? If you have an idea or if you have a plan, just put it into action"

"GARRRR GRRRRR"

“It's okay, I'm sorry I called such a delicious delicacy useless”

“...garr”

"Now you want me to follow you? All right, but keep it quick, I'm a very busy man"

"Guyar?"

"HA HA HA, how amusing. Believe it or not, I'm a man with many responsibilities. I can't spend all day lying around doing nothing like you"

"...."

The young lazy dragon led me to his lair, the vault of the castle where the rocks are. Which by the way, I don't see their quantity decreasing. It's as if they were self-regenerating or as if someone was constantly bringing more rocks, but the vault is the only place where I've seen them, so it's a bit weird.

“Well, well Mr. dragon and now what?”

"Guyar"

"Ok... Is that right?"

"Guyar"

"Anything else?"

"GRAAAR"

“It's okay, it's okay, I get it, I won't move”

"..Grrrr"

"Haha I'm sorry I was itchy, now what's next?"

"....."

*Rrrrip*

*Hork*

*Cough cough*