This is a filler, a chapter that only has 500~600 word count, the reason I create this chapter is just to keep up my uploading streak.
Because for 3 days I will have a few circumstances that I need to handle, so hope you enjoy the chapter.
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This filler takes place a day after Chapter 3 [Preparing for the Entrance Test (3)]
"It's all doomed."
Right after I found myself laying on top of the cold floor, I noticed the house — already broken to begin with — looked even worse than before.
The fridge was completely upside down.
The TV that had once screamed static nonsense was now... gone.
And worst of all, I found my phone — shattered, its screen spiderwebbed, lying next to me like a fallen soldier.
At least that's not my phone.
The wardrobe had given up on life and collapsed in on itself. All the clothes I had stuffed inside were now forming a little hill of wrinkled chaos in the center of the room.
And from that hill… came a cloud.
A floating one.
Pale and glowing, like the kind of cloud a toddler would draw on construction paper. It puffed gently as it hovered up, drifting lazily like it had just woken from a long nap. But despite how surreal the sight was, there was only one thing I could think when I saw it.
"It's cute."
No fangs. No wings. No dramatic glowing eyes or majestic dragon horns.
Just a soft, milk-white puffball — wobbling slightly in the air like it was still figuring out how floating worked.
"You are... the Cloud Dragon, aren't you?"
It was supposed to hatch two days from now. That's what the lore said. But I guess no one told this dragon to follow a schedule.
"Bibi~!"
Her voice echoed with a soft jingle, like wind chimes dancing in the spring breeze.
She looked right at me — well, I think she did — and twirled once midair before flying straight into my chest.
Like a hug.
"...You really think I'm your dad, huh?"
She nestled against me, warm and humming gently. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her, instinctively. There was something in that moment — like the bond had already been sealed, even if I didn't say a word.
I stared at the mess around me.
Clothes everywhere. Furniture flipped. My phone, dead. My dignity, barely hanging on.
And now… a baby dragon that looked like whipped cream was clinging to my chest.
"So this is what my mother felt like..." I muttered, as Bi Hong — who don't have a name for now— softly snored against my neck.
I didn't know how to feed her.
I didn't know where she'd sleep.
I didn't know how I was going to pass the entrance test tomorrow while raising a mythical being that could probably nuke the city if she sneezed wrong.
But for now?
For now, she was just a sleepy little cloud.
I sighed and leaned back into the pile of clothes.
"…Alright. Let's clean this mess together, Little one."
She squeaked happily in response.
Even if the fridge was dead, the house was a wreck, and my future was on fire — for some reason… I didn't feel so alone anymore.
Filler Done