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I was then told that I should not hate Spain and that my next stay would be offered to me and my friends.

I was made a member of the Order of Dragon Hunters and in exchange for my freedom, I had the obligation to translate messages or report a dragon or their slightest activity.

I've also been asked to help unmask dragons disguised as humans and discover those who have infiltrated society. The order has been very active of late.

But I wanted to go home and find my cozy little nest at Mont.

My papers were returned to me and I was able to get on a wagon on a night train. I was asked to infiltrate their clans one day but I was afraid I would have to taste human blood.

But because of the video, I had definitely chosen my side! Dragon hunters!

And if one day I have young children, they will have absolutely no interest in pouring a single drop of it either.

The train ran all night and in the morning, my whole class welcomed me to the station and there was a celebration in town for my release. I was bombarded with questions but I had to answer that there had been an investigation to determine if I was a wild beast or a human being and I had to do tests and pass them.

The rest had to be kept secret, even from Luc and Celine, not knowing is sometimes a protection.

Ochria and Azur...

It's pitiful. How did Azur and Ochria become like this? They weren't the type of family I expected. ...

They disgust me and make me want to vomit.

But they were my brothers and sisters. They were monstrously cruel. How can we save them from themselves? Was that even possible? How and why were they addicted to human meat? They didn't have a culinary culture?

And how did they see me?.. Yes, normal... All these years of training... Which I missed, but when I see what they've become, I don't regret it.

Worse, I have to prepare against this monster. I have to learn to fight with the hunters and help them...

My studies! Maybe I can help them as a zoologist!

I went home and had a warm welcome and the whole village had prepared a celebration. The padre had informed his colleagues to bless me and that, in the end, it was my faith that had saved me.

I didn't want to go on holiday this year but I fell in love with Disneyland and parks like le puy du fou and finally the sea and the visit of Fort Boyard. I wreaked havoc at the fish market when I ate the freshly caught herring raw, but my breath was no longer fresh and I was forbidden to give a kiss.

My family went in the van and I went upstairs.

Then they wanted to give me a nice gift instead of a car. Eric had a car for his 18th birthday and I had a second-hand aircraft engine. It was mounted with 2 handles and a small wrought iron sled. All I had to do was take off and let myself be taken off. Great! Great!

Then came university enrolment. And on the first day Luc and Celine gave me a parental recognition certificate. They were officially my mom and dad. It was symbolic, but it was the best gift they could give me.

What was practical at the university was the place. For zoology and botany classes we went to the zoology museum and it was near the heliport, almost across the street. And I would fly directly over the Meuse river.

Local residents used to take pictures of me or give me a drink like cyclists. The children sometimes reached out their arms and I took the bag. Sometimes I would drop candy. I always had chews and I often bombarded the little ones with chews.

I was becoming a living tourist attraction with my student bag.

I took my studies very seriously.

Mathematics, labs, chemistry and physics were in the amphitheatres. The teachers knew my condition and made sure that I was in the big amphitheaters.

I am doing brilliantly well in my year and I was not interested in the holidays at the moment.

Then one day I had my first heat. It was terrible.

I only thought about sex all the time and no treatment, even for reptiles, worked.

I was a subject of study for the occasion.

Then I felt like a heartbreak. I dreamed of handsome, muscular guys who would carry me like a princess, have my house or a castle or a cave.

Yes, a cave with a husband and dragonniers and what if they were human, in a cave?

I was delusional. Some friends wanted to invite me to clubbing parties but I was too tall...

I was used to it, but I cried every time. One day the classmates asked me why I was crying so much. I replied that I didn't have a boyfriend and that I was alone and afraid for the future.

We then organized student balls under tents and the smile came back to me.

I was also invited to a gaypride party where love had no limits and I was happy again.

I had letters in my locker again and often from a young geek who was a dragon fanatic. It was Phil, a blond of Germanic type, more white than blond.

He lived in Esneux, at the foot of La Roche aux faucons, a dead end lost in the forest.

When I see him coming, I start laughing.” I'm sorry, but I agreed to go out with you tonight and I think it's funny."

He invited me to a restaurant but the Chinese man at the free buffet got scared. I couldn't get in. Hilarious and sad at the same time. I then made a bbq in the university park. He was sad. But he had to understand that a dragon's life is not that easy. There was a lot of hardship.

We played a lot of role-playing games and went for a walk in the parks and went boar hunting together.

Like my friends, we had friends, but it never lasted very long. Phil was hanging in there a little bit but I had to explain to him that my life could turn into a nightmare at any moment and we were more friends than boyfriends.

Studies were my priority.

I was learning a lot, vectors, mathematical analysis, matrix computation, electricity and quantum physics, carbon dating and then exams came.

Kardon supervised and assisted me when I had difficulties. You don't become a biologist with the snap of a finger.

In this way, we learned to calculate movements of freedom of the limbs. They took after me and my dragon physique. It was fun and a team was trying to reproduce my skeleton and make robotic prostheses to make a dragon robot as real as life.

Robotics and prostheses fascinated me.

There were many calculations, classifications and we had to recognize at first glance any species and subspecies.

Then came the terrible course of genetics, analyses and also dissections.

We were supposed to dissect small animals, but I was sad. It was impossible for me!

The worst was the dissection of the earthworm and a spider...

The result was a crushing....

I had a laugh given the situation... I was scolded when I asked the teacher to dissect a flea with a kitchen knife and a fork.

LAUGHTER...

It was the first time I was taken out of class...

Kardon was called in for the incident and then he made fun of his assistant's head and forced him to dissect a bug.

I was glad to be defended.

Then it was the blues but the organizers didn't want to test a 50-foot long drunk dragon. But I followed the procession of students disguised as Smurf.

My height was getting really big and I was unhappy with this situation... but I was making progress in my studies and Kardon, although whimsical and with strange tastes, was my study sponsor.

I knew I was supervised from time to time, I had learned to detect them, but my studies really took up all my free time and what little I had, I was going to hunt to get my strength back.

Mom and Dad couldn't keep up if they had to fill a stomach my size 3 times a day.

But I couldn't fast, I was growing and above all I risked falling asleep if I had an empty stomach.

From time to time, I appeared on TV commercials to get some extras and when I flew to and from the city, it took almost an hour by car and 10 minutes by flight. I had logos on my sweaters and sails and they were sponsors. In exchange, I had food products such as chocolate creams, rice pudding and cakes directly from the factory.

I had unsold pies and pastries for a few Euros and I could still taste these good things, but moderately. With a mouth the size of a Nile alligator's mouth, a jar of chocolate cream was unthinkable.

To cover my tongue we had to empty a big pot of Nutella every time. And a slice of bread was the size of a desk...

I hunted more and varied by going to producers and farms. All my time was spent there: Studying and then collecting, eating and sleeping. And again.

Then came the year of the thesis when I had to do a complete study on myself as a subject.

Then came the studies of my poison and variants and I made terrible discoveries about my nature.

We didn't really grow up as dragons, but we evolved, we adapted constantly and my regenerative power was absolutely remarkable. With some biological accelerators, an amputated limb could theoretically grow back.

Finally, it was graduation day and it was a wonderful celebration.

The city authorities gave us our papers and I got the merit medal because of my position as a giant.

When I went for a walk in the city I was a bus... and I always had to be accompanied for safety. The only place I could still look at the stalls was the Battes open air market, I loved taking snaks and I always went around all the sausage and hamburger bakers.

Also my favorite outing was the coronmeuses' fair where I could still enter, the outdoor cinema of the Sauvenière via the large sliding window of a truck size

and also the famous Liège fair. I didn't miss cotton candy, giant sausages and love apples for anything in the world. I bought by 10 each time and an exit was quite expensive. Fortunately the sponsors.... One outing was almost 50 sausage rolls... do the count...