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From the hordes of monsters which routinely tried to break down the gates which led into Valsena City, to the various refugees which seemed to be popping up more and more everyday, to the various ailments which were running rampant across the kingdom, there was just one problem after another creeping up into the young knight's life. Thankfully King Richard was able to take charge and give out the orders needed to keep everything from falling apart, but Duran could tell that the weight of so many decisions falling onto his majesty's shoulders was bearing down heavily on his mind as the weeks passed. His king needed rest, but there was no opportunity for him to sit back and relax, especially as news of similar happenings occurring in other nations kept flooding across everyone's ears. \n\nThat was why Duran didn't tell his majesty about the struggles for which he himself was contending with. \n\nIt may have been a stupid, selfish decision on his part given the happenings months ago, but Duran simply wanted to be a useful servant to his king. Therefore he couldn't speak with him about the dreams that he continued to have of the kingdom standing in ruins, the charred remains of which were stomped over by large draconic figures which roared with anger and hatred for everything human. The first night that Duran had awoken in a cold sweat after staring down the scaly face of a great beast, the likes of which looked ever so similar to the true form of the dragon lord whom he and his companions had slayed, the young human thought that he was simply suffering from battle fatigue, like many a soldier who often went to war. Yet as they continued on, becoming ever more gruesome as the nights passed by, Duran knew that something else was going on, however stubborn nature refused to let him go and speak with anyone about his night terrors. \n\nHe was the sword of the kingdom after all, and so he was not allowed to falter in his duties!\n\n And yet as these dreams, no, nightmares, continued to invade his mind, becoming more detailed to the point where he could swear that he smelled the scent of burning flesh and hear the dying screams of those around him, the young knight found himself becoming anxious as the days rolled into weeks. \n\nTraining with the guards was the best medicine that Duran could think to utilize in order to combat the tension which worked itself throughout his body, he refused to turn to wine and other liquors like many did while in the service of the kingdom. This worked well enough, seeing as Duran found himself getting the workout he needed while also pushing his fellow soldiers to greater heights of battle prowess, though it ultimately proved not to be enough. \n\nThe sight of crimson eyes drilling holes into his skull had been the first thing Duran had noticed after falling deep into the arms of slumber following a short visit from Kevin. The next thing that had stood out was the rich, black scales that wrapped themselves around a muscular quadrupel form, the likes of which stood several feet above his own six plus height. When a fang filled maw bearing glimmering yellow fangs loomed above him the brunette instinctively reached for his sword, his instincts telling him that he was going to be in for the fight of his life. However instead of withdrawing his blade from where it normally rested Duran found nothing, save a black scaly arm where his normal pale skinned limb should have been. \n\nShock, awe, and white hot fear tore through the young knight's mind as he tried to make sense of what it was he was seeing. And then his eyes crossed and he noticed that his face was stretched out further than it should have been. His hand, scaly and clawed as they were, gently reached up to rub the side of his face. The feeling of an alien form greeted the young knight, thus making Duran aware that something was very, very wrong with his body. Innocent curiosity made him look down and cursed himself for it since he was forced to contend with the sight of a scale covered form greeted his eyes; a cold arrow of terror straight into Duran's heart when he noticed that his genitals were not where they were supposed to be.\n\nHe didn't have long to wallow in the nightmare, as moments later the massive dragon pounced upon him. The weight of the other reminded him so much of the moment when he had found himself being crushed underneath the paw of the lord of the dragons that Duran snarled and claws at the creature without thinking about the savage display he was displaying. Instincts, strange and unknown, danced within the knight's mind as he fought for his life right then. His eyes widened just in time to see the chuckling beast's jaws opened in an obvious attempt to bite his face off. \n\nDuran woke up before death could greet him, though immediately upon doing so he ripped off his night clothes in order to check over the front of his body. When he failed to find anything remotely close to hardened scales covering his deliciously muscular form, and his other saber right where it normally rested, the brunette breathed a sigh of relief. His relief was only one sided however, as had he had someone inspect his backside they would have noted the line of black stretching from his neck on down to his shapely butt. \n\nThe following days put the odd dreams out of Duran's mind, as he was forced to contend with assaults from humans who were desperate to try and take the once fertile lands surrounding the Valsena Kingdom. Duran found himself enjoying the conflict more than he would have liked, not only because his king stood there beside him and his men, but because the feeling of his blade singing the song of death across the bodies of those who thought to try and take over his homeland was almost sinfully sweet as he cut swaths of men down like wheat. Adding to his joy was the sight of the light of life growing dim within the eyes of his enemies as the arms of death came to embrace them. A roar of victory found itself crossing Duran's lips as he raised his bloodstained sword high above his head following one successful conflict after another coming to a close, much to King Richard's befuddlement.\n\nIt was only afterwards, when the bodies had been buried and the wounded tended to, that his majesty brought Duran into the throne room to speak with him.\n\n\"You seem to be growing more and more excited for these battles, Duran.\" The brunette couldn't help chuckling as he knelt in front of the older human, his entire body almost quaked in joy from the memories of the slaughter the pair had unleashed upon the rogues who thought to take what was not theirs. \"Does the thought of what is happening please you?\" The question snapped the young knight out of his mental musings.\n\n\"I am just glad that we were able to remind those who retreated of the prowess of the kingdom, your majesty.\" It was a truth that was tainted with something that Duran couldn't exactly explain, but still though the king was able to catch onto the unspoken words.\n\n\"The might of this kingdom is one in which must be used for the sake of protecting the people, Duran. Please never forget that.\" The king chided in a fatherly manner. \n\n\"I would never, your majesty.\" The brunette nodded, more to himself than the crowned male who sat upon the golden chair in front of him.\n\n\"Good. With that said, I would ask that you scout the countryside tomorrow, as I have been getting reports of more and more monsters festering across the plains.\" King Richard ordered.\n\n\"It would be my utmost pleasure to see that they are put to the sword, your majesty.\" Duran chuckled once again. \n\nNothing more was said between the two men as the king dismissed Duran from his presence, the brunette barely lifted his head to look at the older human as he rose up from the ground, instead, he flipped his body around and slowly stalked out of the castle like a beast on the prowl. Duran barely spoke to his aunt Stella or his little sister Wendy as he made his way up to his room to prepare to leave tomorrow, his mind was just too excited about the prospect of another battle to really care to take notice of them, it was only when he slightly growled at Wendy that Duran was snapped back to reality. Turning to look at the shocked girl, Duran immediately shook his head as if to dispel a cloud which had fallen over his mind.\n\n\"I-I'm sorry, Wendy.\" He bowed his head to the other. \"I seemed to have been caught in thought there for a moment.\"\n\nThe smaller girl said nothing, instead she ran over to hug the brunette as tightly as she could, almost as though she were seeking to contain whatever it was that was inside of him.\n\nHow Duran had wished that her attempts would have borne fruit.\n\nHe was thankfully able to sit down and have both a nice dinner and chat with the two women before he made his way up to his bed to rest, yet as soon as he divested himself of his armor and prepared to bed down to sleep Duran swore that he felt eyes on him.\n\nGrabbing his sword from where it was settled next to his bed, the brunette swirled himself around while pointing the polished steel weapon back behind himself. \n\nNo one was there of course.\n\nThis made Duran sigh wearily before returning his blade back to its resting position.\n\n\"What is wrong with me?\" He asked aloud as he stood within his night clothes in the center of his room. \n\nWhen no answer came from the silent room Duran shook his head and then made his way into his bed. Pulling up the covers over himself, the brunette closed his eyes and then began reciting the knight's mantra as he always did in order to send himself off into the land of dreams. It was just as he was about to fully doze off that the young knight began to growl and fidget in his sleep. A snarl soon bubbled across his lips, revealing slightly longer than average teeth to the darkness surrounding him. Had he awoken anytime during the evening Duran would have been quite remiss to find himself rolled around onto his front and biting down onto his pillow, he also would have been completely startled to find that he was rolling his body around in a completely feral, almost animalistic manner as growls and huffs slipped free from his rumbling throat.\n\nTraveling across the plains and fighting against the monsters which were attempting to covet the land proved to not be as helpful to Duran as King Richard would have hoped, seeing as with every monster that he slayed the young knight's frustration and bloodlust grew more prominent. Duran would never know at what point he had stopped using his sword in favor of ripping the various creatures around him apart with his bare hands, nor could he say when his nails had grown into ebony claws, the likes of which could have rivaled Kevin's when the beastman transformed into his furrier self. All the brunette knew was that during his long fight his armor had become too tight, forcing him to tear it off, while a deep hunger for flesh had grown within him to the point where he found himself feasting on the flesh of many recently slain creatures. It was only when Duran found himself staring down the face of a frightened human begging up at him for mercy that the young knight knew that something had gone terribly wrong. Holding the other down with one of his clawed hands, Duran looked to see that his arm was completely covered in obsidian scales. Fear made him toss the other bandit away from himself, but in doing so Duran was left completely open to a knife stab from his companion who was sneaking up behind him. \n\nThe feeling of the blade sinking deep into his body made something snap inside of the young human. \n\nWithout thought Duran rounded on the other, clawing at his enemy's throat in order to deliver a deathblow onto him. The sight of the bloodsoaked human falling to the ground filled Duran crimson colored eyes with a mad light of joy, yet before the human could fully succumb to the arms of death the young knight pounced on top of the other with his jaws stretched wide.\n\n- - - - - - -\n\nArt: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lollydoom/", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Duran was not having a good day.

Scratch that.

In truth the auburn haired knight was having a shit month.

He had known that things were going to go sideways after the mana goddess and mana itself had fled the world, but Duran was in no way prepared for the onslaught which followed such a calamity. From the hordes of monsters which routinely tried to break down the gates which led into Valsena City, to the various refugees which seemed to be popping up more and more everyday, to the various ailments which were running rampant across the kingdom, there was just one problem after another creeping up into the young knight's life. Thankfully King Richard was able to take charge and give out the orders needed to keep everything from falling apart, but Duran could tell that the weight of so many decisions falling onto his majesty's shoulders was bearing down heavily on his mind as the weeks passed. His king needed rest, but there was no opportunity for him to sit back and relax, especially as news of similar happenings occurring in other nations kept flooding across everyone's ears.

That was why Duran didn't tell his majesty about the struggles for which he himself was contending with.

It may have been a stupid, selfish decision on his part given the happenings months ago, but Duran simply wanted to be a useful servant to his king. Therefore he couldn't speak with him about the dreams that he continued to have of the kingdom standing in ruins, the charred remains of which were stomped over by large draconic figures which roared with anger and hatred for everything human. The first night that Duran had awoken in a cold sweat after staring down the scaly face of a great beast, the likes of which looked ever so similar to the true form of the dragon lord whom he and his companions had slayed, the young human thought that he was simply suffering from battle fatigue, like many a soldier who often went to war. Yet as they continued on, becoming ever more gruesome as the nights passed by, Duran knew that something else was going on, however stubborn nature refused to let him go and speak with anyone about his night terrors.

He was the sword of the kingdom after all, and so he was not allowed to falter in his duties!

 And yet as these dreams, no, nightmares, continued to invade his mind, becoming more detailed to the point where he could swear that he smelled the scent of burning flesh and hear the dying screams of those around him, the young knight found himself becoming anxious as the days rolled into weeks.

Training with the guards was the best medicine that Duran could think to utilize in order to combat the tension which worked itself throughout his body, he refused to turn to wine and other liquors like many did while in the service of the kingdom. This worked well enough, seeing as Duran found himself getting the workout he needed while also pushing his fellow soldiers to greater heights of battle prowess, though it ultimately proved not to be enough.

The sight of crimson eyes drilling holes into his skull had been the first thing Duran had noticed after falling deep into the arms of slumber following a short visit from Kevin. The next thing that had stood out was the rich, black scales that wrapped themselves around a muscular quadrupel form, the likes of which stood several feet above his own six plus height. When a fang filled maw bearing glimmering yellow fangs loomed above him the brunette instinctively reached for his sword, his instincts telling him that he was going to be in for the fight of his life. However instead of withdrawing his blade from where it normally rested Duran found nothing, save a black scaly arm where his normal pale skinned limb should have been.

Shock, awe, and white hot fear tore through the young knight's mind as he tried to make sense of what it was he was seeing. And then his eyes crossed and he noticed that his face was stretched out further than it should have been. His hand, scaly and clawed as they were, gently reached up to rub the side of his face. The feeling of an alien form greeted the young knight, thus making Duran aware that something was very, very wrong with his body. Innocent curiosity made him look down and cursed himself for it since he was forced to contend with the sight of a scale covered form greeted his eyes; a cold arrow of terror straight into Duran's heart when he noticed that his genitals were not where they were supposed to be.

He didn't have long to wallow in the nightmare, as moments later the massive dragon pounced upon him. The weight of the other reminded him so much of the moment when he had found himself being crushed underneath the paw of the lord of the dragons that Duran snarled and claws at the creature without thinking about the savage display he was displaying. Instincts, strange and unknown, danced within the knight's mind as he fought for his life right then. His eyes widened just in time to see the chuckling beast's jaws opened in an obvious attempt to bite his face off.

Duran woke up before death could greet him, though immediately upon doing so he ripped off his night clothes in order to check over the front of his body. When he failed to find anything remotely close to hardened scales covering his deliciously muscular form, and his other saber right where it normally rested, the brunette breathed a sigh of relief. His relief was only one sided however, as had he had someone inspect his backside they would have noted the line of black stretching from his neck on down to his shapely butt.

The following days put the odd dreams out of Duran's mind, as he was forced to contend with assaults from humans who were desperate to try and take the once fertile lands surrounding the Valsena Kingdom. Duran found himself enjoying the conflict more than he would have liked, not only because his king stood there beside him and his men, but because the feeling of his blade singing the song of death across the bodies of those who thought to try and take over his homeland was almost sinfully sweet as he cut swaths of men down like wheat. Adding to his joy was the sight of the light of life growing dim within the eyes of his enemies as the arms of death came to embrace them. A roar of victory found itself crossing Duran's lips as he raised his bloodstained sword high above his head following one successful conflict after another coming to a close, much to King Richard's befuddlement.

It was only afterwards, when the bodies had been buried and the wounded tended to, that his majesty brought Duran into the throne room to speak with him.

"You seem to be growing more and more excited for these battles, Duran." The brunette couldn't help chuckling as he knelt in front of the older human, his entire body almost quaked in joy from the memories of the slaughter the pair had unleashed upon the rogues who thought to take what was not theirs. "Does the thought of what is happening please you?" The question snapped the young knight out of his mental musings.

"I am just glad that we were able to remind those who retreated of the prowess of the kingdom, your majesty." It was a truth that was tainted with something that Duran couldn't exactly explain, but still though the king was able to catch onto the unspoken words.

"The might of this kingdom is one in which must be used for the sake of protecting the people, Duran. Please never forget that." The king chided in a fatherly manner.

"I would never, your majesty." The brunette nodded, more to himself than the crowned male who sat upon the golden chair in front of him.

"Good. With that said, I would ask that you scout the countryside tomorrow, as I have been getting reports of more and more monsters festering across the plains." King Richard ordered.

"It would be my utmost pleasure to see that they are put to the sword, your majesty." Duran chuckled once again.

Nothing more was said between the two men as the king dismissed Duran from his presence, the brunette barely lifted his head to look at the older human as he rose up from the ground, instead, he flipped his body around and slowly stalked out of the castle like a beast on the prowl. Duran barely spoke to his aunt Stella or his little sister Wendy as he made his way up to his room to prepare to leave tomorrow, his mind was just too excited about the prospect of another battle to really care to take notice of them, it was only when he slightly growled at Wendy that Duran was snapped back to reality. Turning to look at the shocked girl, Duran immediately shook his head as if to dispel a cloud which had fallen over his mind.

"I-I'm sorry, Wendy." He bowed his head to the other. "I seemed to have been caught in thought there for a moment."

The smaller girl said nothing, instead she ran over to hug the brunette as tightly as she could, almost as though she were seeking to contain whatever it was that was inside of him.

How Duran had wished that her attempts would have borne fruit.

He was thankfully able to sit down and have both a nice dinner and chat with the two women before he made his way up to his bed to rest, yet as soon as he divested himself of his armor and prepared to bed down to sleep Duran swore that he felt eyes on him.

Grabbing his sword from where it was settled next to his bed, the brunette swirled himself around while pointing the polished steel weapon back behind himself.

No one was there of course.

This made Duran sigh wearily before returning his blade back to its resting position.

"What is wrong with me?" He asked aloud as he stood within his night clothes in the center of his room.

When no answer came from the silent room Duran shook his head and then made his way into his bed. Pulling up the covers over himself, the brunette closed his eyes and then began reciting the knight's mantra as he always did in order to send himself off into the land of dreams. It was just as he was about to fully doze off that the young knight began to growl and fidget in his sleep. A snarl soon bubbled across his lips, revealing slightly longer than average teeth to the darkness surrounding him. Had he awoken anytime during the evening Duran would have been quite remiss to find himself rolled around onto his front and biting down onto his pillow, he also would have been completely startled to find that he was rolling his body around in a completely feral, almost animalistic manner as growls and huffs slipped free from his rumbling throat.

Traveling across the plains and fighting against the monsters which were attempting to covet the land proved to not be as helpful to Duran as King Richard would have hoped, seeing as with every monster that he slayed the young knight's frustration and bloodlust grew more prominent. Duran would never know at what point he had stopped using his sword in favor of ripping the various creatures around him apart with his bare hands, nor could he say when his nails had grown into ebony claws, the likes of which could have rivaled Kevin's when the beastman transformed into his furrier self. All the brunette knew was that during his long fight his armor had become too tight, forcing him to tear it off, while a deep hunger for flesh had grown within him to the point where he found himself feasting on the flesh of many recently slain creatures. It was only when Duran found himself staring down the face of a frightened human begging up at him for mercy that the young knight knew that something had gone terribly wrong. Holding the other down with one of his clawed hands, Duran looked to see that his arm was completely covered in obsidian scales. Fear made him toss the other bandit away from himself, but in doing so Duran was left completely open to a knife stab from his companion who was sneaking up behind him.

The feeling of the blade sinking deep into his body made something snap inside of the young human.  

Without thought Duran rounded on the other, clawing at his enemy's throat in order to deliver a deathblow onto him. The sight of the bloodsoaked human falling to the ground filled Duran crimson colored eyes with a mad light of joy, yet before the human could fully succumb to the arms of death the young knight pounced on top of the other with his jaws stretched wide.

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