A good breakfast is necessary to start the day with all the energy.

My favorite dish, bear meat seasoned until it's cooked just right. It's a delicacy, and the flavor tastes even better if you prepare it within the first hours after hunting.

A forest like this, where hundreds of beautiful creatures inhabit, is the perfect place to come and eat every morning, grateful to Mother Nature forever for all these delicacies.

However, there's one beast I truly desire to savor on my palate. An exquisite delicacy I've yearned for years.

The heart of the dragon that destroyed my village when I was barely 6 years old.

Bringing my hands to my cheeks as I savor the last of the bear meat, I can't help but think of the fleshy, juicy meat I'll have to devour from that enormous dragon until I can reach its heart.

I'll chop its body, tail and all, into pieces and put them in a huge pot to eat it whole, not even leaving its bones behind.

I desire that more than anything else in life.

And I believe the time has come to give myself the greatest feast of my life. For I've trained in the forest all my life for this purpose. Since the day that dragon took everything from me.

GOD!, this is going to be delicious.

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I've trained my muscles for over ten years to strangle it until it runs out of oxygen.

I sharpened my sword against the hardest stone I could find at the bottom of a cave.

And I hardened my armor forged by my old master who rescued me from my former village in flames.

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And before me, in the darkness that emerges from the depths of the deep cave at a high latitude above sea level, I stand before the home of the horrible dragon that ended my family.

What it doesn't know, however... is that it's about to face another beast.

I slammed my sword against the ground, gripping the handle tightly as I exclaimed before me:

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT DRAGON! COME AT ME!"

As soon as I finished my war cry, a shake from within the cave was enough to unleash a strong breeze of sand and rocks that countered my attack. A cowardly move.

I sneaked to the side of the cave from outside and waited for it to finish to enter the attack.

A loud growl sounded from inside, as if trying to intimidate me. Though it lowered in tone as I approached.

Before me, it lay. As if it were ready to face me.

But contrary to what I expected, it was completely laid out, buried in hundreds of books.

No, not books. Manga.

I looked confused at the dragon before me, as if someone had already defeated it.

It was utterly defeated.

I approached slowly and touched it with the edge of my sword, with my eyelids drooping as I felt that my reason for existence had come to an end.

My epic adventure had ended.

A deep sigh escaped my lips as I saw it, not defeated as I had imagined, but sunk into a state of apparent resignation.

The dragon had stirred one of its claws. It was alive!

When my sword touched it, the dragon snapped its head up sharply, unleashing a tremor that made the stacked manga volumes atop it dangerously wobble.

With a nimble leap, I managed to dodge the falling books around me, but one of them fell right into my hands.

I looked at it, confused, my breath quickened by the sudden shock. How was it possible that this mighty being was so defeated?

For a moment, our eyes met, noticing in his a weariness that gleamed upon seeing me with growing fury.

I held my sword tightly and made sure to stand firm to defeat the dragon.

I took a breath and ran with the sword sliding on the ground, throwing the book at its face to distract it and aiming for its throat.

However, one of its claws struck my chest, feeling the pressure on my chest even with my armor on, feeling like it had taken my breath away with such a small blow.

I trembled, still standing, but not letting go of my sword.

The dragon, on the other hand, held the book I had thrown in its claws, closing it carefully, putting its claws in front of me, as if tossing a grain of rice with a couple of fingers.

"This volume of One Piece... I haven't read it yet."

"... Huh?"

The dragon had spoken.

While I, flew out like the grain of rice I claimed to be, being thrown through the air down the entire mountain I climbed.

Until I passed out from the pain in my abdomen, incredulous of what I had seen before me.

The dragon I desired to kill... is an otaku.