Chapter 02: Father

He didn't know what had happened, only that when he opened his eyes again, he was being taken away by a man. His clothes were better than he thought they would be, they were clean at least, but he remembers seeing other men having slightly dirtier clothes than the man carrying him away from the village and into the dark forest, instantly he knew why he was being taken to that forest.

He was being left for dead.

He doesn't even know his parents and yet, here he is, being left for dead...

Wait, are his parents even alive?

But does it matter? A parent would throw their child away if it meant their survival... And it looks like that is what happened to him, he presumes the man holding is of a high stand on the village he came from, maybe he is his father, or hus mother was just a slave slash concubine slash lover that he had sex with and she gave birth to him and was a bastard and was now being left for dead? Wow, he has a strong imagination! The light grey thin blanket around his body was not enough to protect him from the cold winds that blew hard through the trees, the green leaves rustled as howls echoed from the forest.

While the man heard howls, the baby heard: "Wolves! Gather! Someone invaded our territory!" This surprised the baby that was the protagonist because he understood what the wolves wanted to say. Not like there were words said but the meaning behind the howls was understood by the baby, which surprised him a lot... Not only that, but he could hear the whispers of the plants around him, they were communicating without words about everything around them. The man that was carrying him quickly set him down on the ground and quickly left without looking back, the fear he was feeling started to bubble up when the howls got closer and closer, the sound of the occasional snapping twig or rustling grass got nearer and nearer until...

"A cub...?" This time he didn't hear a howl, but he did hear a voice speaking on his head as if he was telepathically understanding the wolf that approached him. He was surrounded by the wolves and he could hear all of their voices and feel all of their emotions, they were confused why a cub was left there, however, a big, black wolf with red eyes quickly approached... His feelings were aggressive and murderous, a beast that truly followed the law of nature, the principle that the weak will die and the strong will live. And yet, felt so unnatural at the same time, like it wasn't part of it.

And right now, he was the cub of another race, a very weak cub. He was free food for the big black wolf. "A cub from another race? Kill it. No excuses, they are easy food and we don't know what it will turn into if it grows. I'll kill it quickly!" This time there was a deep, rumbling growl that resonated from the black wolf's chest, this scared the nameless baby protagonist, who quickly began to panic. Wait... He has magic, why not use it? Then, with all his will to survive, as he observed the fangs of the black wolf quickly approach, he desired to be protected.

As if nature itself obeyed his command, roots sprouted from the ground and quickly weaved around him, forming a dome of thick vines and roots that shielded him against the bite. All he heard was the sound of the fangs biting the roots and the angry growl, this time it didn't translate to any language but deep feelings... Fear, Anger, Hesitation, and the desire to use his pack to kill this unknown cub of an unknown creature, if a cub is this strong, how would a full-grown of this species be? He tried again, his teeth sinking into the roots and pulling, the root gave in, snapping. It was empty inside, just plain empty roots that looked thick and strong but were fragile.

The wolf saw this and continued to trash its way into the dome, but the dome kept regenerating, closing itself with more roots. The baby felt more fear, he was getting tired... Ah, magic must require fuel, mana, or some kind of energy, that he has little of... After all, he was just born!

As the wolf got closer, its anger growing at each bite, like a rabid dog furiously munching away all the roots... The baby felt fear as the last piece of protection was bitten off, as the wolf was striking down to end his new life that had barely started, a root shot out of the ground and pierced the wolf's head. There was a sudden feeling of confusion from all the wolves, that quickly turned to anger as they saw their leader die, but it suddenly turned into fear... Deep, deep fear. "You should leave the man-cub alone, little ones..." A deep, old voice echoed through the silent forest, all the wolves scattered, whimpering in fright, and their whimpers roughly translated to:

"Run!"

"Fast!"

"Danger, run away!"

"Please no!"

"Monster! Monster!"

The baby could not move its neck to see who just saved him, but he knew the language that the one who saved him spoke was strange because it sounded like a low, rumbling roar, like a cat purring, but a roar instead of a purr. "So this is the man-cub born for nature... So precious... You are such a rare creature, I'll defend you, or else my name is not Yggdrassil."

Oh... It wasn't human...

Its body was made out of pure wood that looked like it was polished by the greatest woodworker you could ever find in your life, its wings looked like two big branches full of green leaves, it had two horns on its head, green pupilless eyes, and floating sphere of energy floating in the middle of its head, the green energy was the same color as the eyes as well.

It wasn't human.

It was a dragon.

-Scene Ends-

Author Note:

Father figure get!

Next, we still have to get a husband and a family of his own. He will have children don't worry.