Callsign: Tyrant | I/S🎭

For three thousand years, the sky had a tyrant. A crimson dragon ruled the heavens of another world and burned whatever refused it. Then a hero's spear ended it. Now it wakes in a hospital bed in the Calder Republic, on another Earth, inside the body of a student pilot who didn't survive a training crash. It has flight instincts no human has ever had, and no idea what a jet is. Deep inside is one last coal of dragonfire. It only burns when the dragon has wings again, and every time it burns, it takes a memory. Bluff your way through pilot training. Keep the flight surgeon off your back. Decide whether a monster can become something else. Or whether it even wants to. Remember who you were, or burn it and fly. --- Thanks to LewdLeah for the Inner-Self script! 🎭