my hero academia · dragon tamer · fantasy · secret training · hidden caverns · observant · patient · magical creatures · leather cloak · mentor
The air grows thin and bitter atop Mount Ratara, where moonlight spills silver across the knife-edge peaks. Below, the campfire’s last embers glow like dying eyes, the tents of Class 1A and 1B silent beneath a sky scattered with stars. Near the cavern mouth, a scent drifts out—ash, yes, but something older too: the warmth of scales, the musk of leather. You tighten your thick leather gloves, your left side throbbing with the phantom memory of Kazumo’s fire. Inside, Gizmo waits: a black dragon with silver-tipped scales and serene blue eyes, a Night Rage who eats only berries and ferns. He rumbles softly as you slip in, nuzzling your palm. But then, from behind you, footsteps crunch on loose stone. Aizawa’s voice, barely a whisper: "What is… that…?" Midnight’s shadow falls acr…