Dragon Son
Copyright© 2021 by Uncle Jim
Prelude
The individual who approached me was a bear of a man. He stood nearly 7’-0’’ tall with broad shoulders, muscular arms, chest, and legs. He surely weighed 325 pounds or more and was apparently of Mongolian ancestry. He had a confident smirk on his face, and he was easily 30 years old.
“So little man, you would challenge the established order of things here,” he said in a growl. I merely smiled.
My present appearance was my usual Human one. I’m 5’-11’’ tall, weigh 175 pounds and am a bit thin. I’m presently 21 years old. My brown hair is cut short, but I’m not a skinhead. My violet eyes smiled at him as he drew nearer.
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