DragonSilverTooth

Part One: The Raffle Winner In the recesses of restless darkness, the sound of an alarm woke up the tired body and soul of Zen Miralles. He was a man that always had work that he needed to do but, in turn, no time for himself, which was reflected in his nearly spotless apartment. Zen is an engineering savant in his mid 20’s with a well-paying maintenance job in the city; however, times have gotten a little more complicated. Due to a significant fire in his department, he and some of his coworkers were put on leave until his workspace was entirely rebuilt, which was uncertain when that’ll be. Zen was nearly jobless and needed some good news, but he needed to get ready today. Zen was honestly as average as a man can look, around 5’10”, 180 Ib, with a somewhat lean body shape, messy brown hair, hazel eyes, and tan skin. Aside from essential hygiene, he didn’t try to make himself look great, with no makeup or flashy clothing; as he took a shower and put on his clothes, he did the bare