Kaida finished reading the journal she had summoned from the Academy and looked down at her new toy, Elyenryl. Even in her sleep, the human woman clung desperately to Kaida's bare leg, as though she was terrified that she was a dream that would disappear at any moment.

Her toy mistakenly believed that Kaida was a dragon named 'little dragon,' but that was a mistranslation. For Kaida, The Eternal, Goddess Of The Night, was no mere dragon.

The original meaning of the word dragon was 'Little Kaida,' or more fully translated, 'Pale imitation of Kaida'

She had always enjoyed playing with mortals. Training them, teaching them, and helping them grow. But, it wasn't until mortals discovered kink that Kaida began having sex with them.

The Goddess, whom the woman believed was a dragon, stroked her sleeping toy's hair and touched Elyenryl's mind with her own. Reaching deep into the sleeping woman's most private and intimate fantasies. Submission, objectification, humiliation, forniphilia, bondage, masochism, the Goddess flipped through all of these and more, as though they were pages on a book. She paused for a long moment, savoring Elyenryl's deep need to be owned and used by a worthy master.

Elyenryl was perfect.

An extraordinary mortal, whom the Goddess would have enjoyed, even before realizing their kinks matched perfectly. Elyenryl was one out of billions. Trillions.

And, she had to be an unwitting trap.

Kaida had never established a religion for her godhood. Now, for the first time since the beginning of civilization, she considered it. The Goddess would enjoy watching Elyenryl grow into the extraordinary high priestess she could become.

The Goddess whispered into her eternal darkness, "The original author died almost ten thousand years ago. So, who translated her journal into the common language? Who added the map and opened a portal into my realm? Who ensured you would be desperate enough to bargain your life away? Who wrapped you up as a perfect present and sent you to me?"

Kaida tapped a thoughtful finger against her lips. She needed more information.

"Tomorrow," she mused aloud, "we will travel to your Acadamy."

Kaida would no longer sleep the millennium away.