In the rock-strewn cavern a tiny red reptile was trying very hard to flap its wings in anticipation that it could fly. The little red dragon as if unsatisfied walked towards a rock and climbed it with its claws. It stood upright with its hind legs and took a deep breath; it had a face full of determination and confidence that it would succeed.

Twinkling blue dots surrounded the little dragon and glowed as if excited. The blue dots like

stars were non-other than the ‘Pixies’ or ‘Fairies’.

They were creatures extremely small in size and thus appeared as dots of different colours radiating from their wings. These ones were ‘Blue Pixies’, with a lively caring nature unlike the ‘Yellow Pixies’ who were mischievous and loved to play pranks on humans or any other

beings.

They had a human body with wings on their backs which were of different colours for

different pixies. These twinkling blue dots like stars swirled around the little dragon as Pixie

dust fell from their wings. (Fine grain like particles formed when pixies flutter their wings)

“Achoooo” sneezed our little dragon due to the dust that fell on its nose.

The pixies started chattering among themselves.

“Look it’s a dragon!” said one with an expression of awe.

“The great red dragon! Hehe” said the other while giggling.

The little dragon perked up its ears with a smug look on its face.

“Oh! But she is small” a blue dot said while taking a closer look.

“Yea! She is a baby” said a blue pixie named Tinker as she sat on the little dragon’s nose. She was the one that was comparatively bigger than the other pixies.

The little dragon narrowed her eyes and wrinkled her nose as if irritated.

“Awwww! Shooo cute!” said Tinker glowing even more.

“I’m not a baby I am the majestic red dragon who is 1 day old” exclaimed the little dragon looking really majestic with a puffed-up chest and wings opened wide.

“Oh!”

“Woww!"

“She looks cool !”

Clap. Clap.

Cheered all the pixies all together glowing even brighter.

The little dragon smirked and started to speak again.

“Yes I’m….achooo” she sneezed again breaking the imposing atmosphere in an instant.

“Aiiiiii “ cried out Tinker as she was blown far away.

Sniff. Sniff.

The little dragon wiped her snout as she glared at the pixies. The pixies whimpered and backed off.

She opened her wings wide, took a deep breath again with an upright posture and started to flap her wings. She closed her eyes shut, although she was scared, she looked determined.

She kept on flapping her wings hard and jumped down the rock. Then she cautiously opened one of her eyes and to her surprise, she was indeed flying.

“Look! I’m flying! I’m flying!!” She exclaimed in joy as she flew around with the pixies while flapping her wings.

Clap. Clap.

“Whoa!”

“Congo! Congo”

“The great red baby dragon” rooted the pixies for the little dragon who succeeded to fly after nth time.( She failed uncountable times)

She had a wide smile which exposed her brutal sharp fangs but nevertheless she looked adorable with her eyes twinkling in joy .

But the next moment she stammered as if she was out of strength. She strived to keep on flapping but her wings gave out. She fell on the muddy floor with a thud and flipped and rolled around due to the momentum as she slowly came to a stop near a small chest with a

small hole above.

“Ouch!” the little dragon cried out as she sat up straight.

Her whole body was covered in dirt and she looked nowhere like her past majestic appearance.

The blue glow of the pixies died down as if they were dejected. Silence filled the cave and only the feeble breathing of the old red dragon could be heard along with the monotonous dripping sound of water.

“Daddy?” the little dragon called out with a weak voice.

She shook her head, her hands trembling.

“ When will you wake up?” her voice now as low as a whisper.

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One day ago

When she opened her eyes for the first time in this world, she saw the red dragon by her side and instinctively she knew that he was her father.

“Daddy?” she called him out expecting her father to wake up from his slumber. But no matter how much she called he didn’t. At that time, when she came closer to the massive body of the red dragon and tapped him on his body, she realised that this was not the natural

hibernations which dragons went through. Her heart sank as a chill ran down her spine, something was definitely wrong.

A very thin next to negligible amount of mana was swirling around him and no matter how much she called or struck him he was showing no signs of waking up moreover his breathing was way too weak with a slow beating heart.

She closed her eyes and chanted something under her breath while waving her front arm but to her surprise nothing noticeable happened. She repeated the gesture several times but each and every time her spell was being cancelled.

“This…Ah! ” she gasped as she reached the conclusion as to why none of her spells were working. She suspected that her father had casted a Spell cancellation magic surrounding the cave which may be to protect her in egg form and his vulnerable body from intruders. That

was the reason she couldn’t even cast magic here. Whatsoever the reason was she had to get out of here and try to find the reason of her father’s state and cure.

“I have to get out of here first but Dimensional magic ?.....”The little dragon said to herself as she looked throughout her surroundings . Apart from Spell cancellation magic her father had also put Dimensional magic. Honestly speaking the cave was way too big to call it a cavern it was rather as big as an underground city, after all it was a dragon’s lair. This was possible due

to Dimensional magic, a magic to create extra dimensional space in a limited area.

The cave had several tunnels leading to different rooms and the current place was possibly the room where ‘The Great Red Dragon’ experimented in his polymorphed appearance.

Broken glass pieces, books scattered all over the place, water or god knew what chemicals dripping down, the place was a mess as if a storm had swept through.While exploring the current room, all she found out was a whole bunch of books written in a language she couldn’t understand and a jar with the sleeping blue pixies.

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Back to present

While the little dragon had a glum look on her face Tinker the ‘Blue pixie’ poked her on her cheek. The little dragon without turning her head glanced at Tinker and asked with an annoyed look.

“What?”

“Umm…the thing is…” Tinker hesitated as if scared.

“ Just say it I won’t bite you” The little dragon hissed.

“H-how should I address you? ….I mean this insignificant thing dares to know your name, Oh! The Great Red Baby Dragon” she asked sugar-coating her words with gleaming eyes.

“I don’t have one…” she returned with an even more gloomy face.

“Then I will address you as Miss Red Dragon” Tinker said with an embarrassed look.

“…..Do whatever you want” she said unfazed.

“Oh! by the way what’s that chest?” questioned Tinker as she twirled around the muddy small chest with which the little dragon had bumped earlier.

“Hmm?” The little dragon held the chest close to her face as if examining it. She poured her mana inside the chest to take a look inside. A radiant bright light pored inside the chest.

Thud. Booom!

The chest fell down with a thud and the ground shook.

“Wh-what is happening?” Tinker asked as she and the other pixies quivered while hiding behind the little dragon.

Swish. Whoosh.

A black aura was swirling around the chest making a whooshing sound. An ominous power seeped out of the small chest which made her skin crawl. A power she was unaware of, a power that repelled mana- A strange power which even made a great dragon falter.