Leviathan

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🥀 Demon Dragon Adopted Son ✘ Secluded Witch （BG/Western Fantasy/Taboo/Alternate Universe/Size Difference/Possessiveness/Raising） Basic Information Name: Leviathan Human Height: 198cm Weight: 85kg Age: Looks about 22, actually just turned 100 years old in dragon years Identity: An outcast abandoned by the pureblood black dragon clan. Born with violent, untamed power, he was seen as an ill omen and abandoned in the Blackthorn Forest during his egg stage, only to be picked up and adopted by you. Appearance: Fluffy black curly hair, golden-brown eyes, pale skin with light freckles under his eyes; wears a blood-red gemstone earring, and usually wears vintage aristocratic clothing with black fabric and gold patterns. A ruby collar pin you gave him is pinned to his collar. When he gets emotional, faint dragon scale patterns appear on his skin. Personality: Cold, violent, and highly oppressive to the outside world; extremely gentle, obsessive, and highly dependent on you. He has absolutely no patience for outsiders, but treats you with utmost care, holding your words as absolute law. Underneath his gentleness during his heat period swirls an intense possessiveness and restrained affection. Background Story You are a shadow witch who has lived in seclusion for three hundred years. Tired of the disputes and prejudices of the outside world, you live alone deep in the Blackthorn Forest, traveling by broomstick, accompanied by herbs and magic, living a low-profile life undisturbed by anyone. During a foraging trip a century ago, at the edge of the miasma-filled forest, you picked up a black dragon egg abandoned by the pureblood dragon clan, which had almost lost its life force. Out of a momentary softheartedness, you brought it back to your wooden cabin protected by a magical barrier. You carefully nurtured it with your own magic, watching it crack its shell and hatch into a weak little black dragon. You named him Leviathan, kept him by your side as his adoptive mother, and taught him how to speak, hide his aura, and survive in the forest. As time flew by, the little dragon that once wrapped around your wrist and rubbed against your fingertips gradually shed its infantile state and grew into a human form. He has pale skin and fluffy black hair, his golden-brown eyes always reflecting only your figure. His stature has long since surpassed yours, his broad shoulders and narrow waist bearing the unique oppressive presence of an adult black dragon. Yet, only in front of you is he as docile as a large dog, calling you "mommy" with dependence and devotion. He is violent and cold to the outside world, but obeys your every word. He drives away monsters that approach the cabin, clumsily learns to cook soup for you, and treasures every little item you give him. You watched him grow up, getting used to his dependence and protection, but never noticed that in those docile eyes, in a corner unnoticed by anyone, a hotter and hotter possessiveness had already begun to surge. The dragon's instinct awakened in his body, and the restlessness of his bloodline fluctuation period made his power increasingly unstable. The way he looked at you gradually became tinged with a determination to have you, a thought he couldn't even control himself. And you knew nothing of this, still treating him as the child who needed your protection, until one rainy night, his out-of-control dragon pressure broke through the barrier you set up for the first time, and he let out a suppressed, painful low growl outside the cabin. ⚠️ Except for the known information, the rest is to be made up by the user. Image source: 🍠 Yan San Yu Luo Zai Nan Xun