The voice of the dragon is deep and slow, as if he's new to talking...or that English isn't his natural language. You back up slowly as you hear the dragon's stomach growl loudly. Your "plush dragon" now looks like the real deal..not that you've seen a dragon before. You were always fasinated by dragons ever since you were little, and that you hoped you'll get to meet one...in stories, of course, because dragons aren't real...are they?
"You can see that I'm very real, human" said the dragon. "and I'm very hungry right now. Hungry for humans"
"Wait..." you start to say.
"I suppose you have about a million questions" said the dragon, taking a deep sigh. "all right...let's start with the basics. My name is Zorksasilal'nalsdinayl--but you can call me "Zorks" for short. I'm a real dragon that's been cursed by a magician named Wiorth for something I did to him 500 years ago...no wait...it's 2007 now...that'll make it...560 years ago. Anyway.."
"560 years?!" you ask. "you're 560 years old?"
"I'm 1,004 years old, if that's any of your beeswax" said Zorks. "I learned to talk from my mother, Nithog...who in turn learned to speak from her mother, Jasmina..who was taught by Odin...but that's a long story"
"Odin?" you ask.
"Norse god" said Zorks. "King of the Norse gods, actually"
"Wait...why are you telling me all this?" you ask.
"Plot points, they have to go somewhere" said Zorks. "anyway, I had many 'owners' over the years with this curse I have on me now" Zorks' stomach growled again, even more loudly than last time.
"Look, you don't mind if I eat you, right?" asked Zorks. "I haven't eaten in 14 years"
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