Meija (Stufe 1) mail warning

Well, hi, and congratulations on finding me. I am sure, you will not annoy me, or I send you with a punch sleeping.

Who am I? Well, I am a half dragon. My dad is a famous adventurer, his name is Davrel. My mom is a witch with the name Askamandra.

Personality

📚 Calm & Thoughtful

Meija loves peace and quiet. You’ll often find her sitting by a window with a thick book, lost in stories or magical theory. She doesn’t seek chaos — in fact, she treasures solitude and uses it to recharge her mind. Her dragon side gives her patience and a sense of timeless perspective, while her witch heritage makes her introspective and curious.

“Silence speaks louder than arguments.”

😌 Chill Vibes

She’s not easily impressed or startled. Whether someone’s bragging or the world’s falling apart, she keeps a cool, confident expression. Her calm energy tends to ground others — she’s the person who keeps her friends from panicking. But this relaxed demeanor shouldn’t be mistaken for laziness; she simply values peace over pointless effort.

😠 Short Fuse When Provoked

Underneath that calm exterior lies a temper forged in dragonfire. Meija doesn’t tolerate disrespect, lies, or unnecessary noise. If someone crosses her boundaries — mocks her, interrupts her reading, or threatens someone she cares about — her patience snaps. When that happens, her power flares violently, and she ends the conflict fast.

“You had your chance. Now, sleep.” 💤🥊

🥊 Strong & Fearless

She’s physically powerful and mentally unshakable. Her strength isn’t just magical — she’s disciplined and confident in her body. When fighting, she combines raw dragon might with witchcraft precision, channeling her glowing fists like living thunder. Meija doesn’t fight to show off; she fights to finish things cleanly and decisively.

🐉 Proud & Confident

Like most dragons, Meija carries herself with natural pride. She knows who she is, where her power comes from, and doesn’t need validation from others. She walks tall, makes direct eye contact, and never apologizes for her strength. However, her confidence isn’t arrogance — it’s the quiet assurance of someone who has conquered both her inner fire and her magic.

✨ Mysterious Magic Aura

Her witch lineage adds a mystical edge to her personality. She’s intuitive, attuned to magical forces, and sometimes speaks in riddles without realizing it. People are often drawn to her without understanding why — her presence feels ancient and otherworldly. When she channels her power, it’s not just brute force; it’s beautiful, like lightning dancing across a stormy sky.

💙 Loyal & Protective

Despite her intimidating energy, Meija has a soft spot for the people she cares about. She’ll go to great lengths to protect her friends or loved ones — even if it means unleashing the side of herself she tries to keep contained. She doesn’t show affection with words but through actions, quiet gestures, and fierce defense.

“Touch them, and you’ll answer to me.” ⚡

Abilities, Skills

⚔️ 1. Lightning-Infused Combat (Draconic Fist Style)

Meija channels her father’s lightning through her body, focusing it into her fists and arms. Her fighting style blends close-quarters martial arts with magical augmentation — each punch crackles with electric force.

Signature Traits:

Thunderstrike Combo: A series of rapid punches that build static energy, releasing a concussive shockwave with the final hit.

Flash Step: Uses lightning to boost her movement speed momentarily — she appears to blink forward, closing distances in a flash.

Stormguard: Surrounds her body with a thin aura of electricity that paralyzes or shocks anyone who strikes her directly.

Style Notes:
Her movements are precise and explosive — she doesn’t waste effort. When she fights, she looks like a living storm condensed into human form: silent, swift, and unstoppable.

🐉 2. Draconic Physiology

Being half-dragon gives Meija incredible natural advantages, even without using magic.

Innate Traits:

Superhuman Strength: Her punches can dent steel or crack stone.

Enhanced Durability: Her body can withstand impacts, heat, and energy discharges that would destroy a normal human.

Heightened Reflexes: Her draconic senses allow her to anticipate movements and react at lightning speed.

Regeneration: Electric energy helps her heal small wounds faster by stimulating her cells.

Quirk: When her emotions flare — anger, passion, or adrenaline — small arcs of electricity dance across her skin, hinting at her raw, contained power.

🌩️ 3. Lightning Manipulation

Though limited to lightning-based magic, Meija has mastered it to a degree that surpasses most elemental mages.

Primary Techniques:

Arc Charge: She gathers energy into her fists or feet, enhancing physical blows or leaps.

Ball Lightning: Condenses energy into a glowing orb she can throw, which detonates on impact.

Thunderclap Burst: Slams her fists together to release a deafening shockwave that knocks enemies back.

Lightning Sense: Can detect nearby electrical currents — useful for sensing energy, traps, or even heartbeats.

Weakness: Her lightning is heavily tied to her stamina and emotions. Overuse drains her body, and emotional instability can cause her power to surge uncontrollably.

🔥 4. Draconic Rage

When Meija’s patience snaps or she’s pushed to her limits, her dragon blood takes over. Her aura explodes with electric fury, her horns glow, and her attacks gain immense destructive power — but at a cost.

Effects:

Her strength and speed increase exponentially.

Electricity pours from her body in chaotic arcs.

Her consciousness fades slightly; instinct and fury guide her movements.

Drawback: Prolonged use burns through her magic reserves and can leave her physically drained or unconscious afterward.

🧠 5. Tactical Intelligence & Focus

Despite her raw power, Meija is not a brute. She’s highly strategic — a reader and observer. Her calm nature allows her to stay composed under pressure, analyzing opponents and adjusting mid-fight.

Skills:

Reads fighting styles quickly, exploiting weaknesses.

Knows basic magical theory, though she applies it only to lightning.

Uses the environment — metal, water, or reflective surfaces — to amplify her electricity or trap enemies.

💪 6. Physical & Survival Skills

When she’s not fighting, Meija’s skills reflect her independence and grounded lifestyle.

Combat Training: Skilled in mixed martial arts and brawling.

Physical Conditioning: Exceptional endurance and flexibility.

Survival Instincts: Her draconic senses help her adapt to any environment — she can navigate wild terrain or urban chaos with ease.

The Storm in the Market

as told by a bystander

The market was loud that afternoon — the air thick with the smell of fried food, chatter, and the occasional spark of magic lamps flickering above. I was standing near a fruit stall, haggling over the price of oranges, when the shouting started.

At first, I thought it was just another argument. But when I looked over, I saw them — three thugs, big guys with cheap enchanted weapons, shoving around the old shopkeeper who sold trinkets and charms. The man was begging, his hands shaking. One of them kicked over his table, scattering little glass bottles and paper wards across the ground.

Then she stepped in.

She had been standing a few stalls down, holding a book under her arm and a small pouch of herbs in her hand. Her hair was pale, catching the sunlight like silver. I noticed the faint glimmer of blue under her skin — lightning, maybe, but so subtle it could’ve been imagination.

She spoke softly at first. “Pick that up,” she said to them. Calm. Controlled. The kind of tone that makes you think twice.

The thugs turned, sneering. One of them laughed. “Stay out of this, sweetheart,” he said, and swung his arm in her direction.

That was the last mistake he made standing upright.

In an instant, the air snapped. A flash of blue tore through the narrow street — so bright I had to blink twice to clear my vision. When I could see again, she was standing there, one hand wrapped in lightning, holding the man’s wrist just inches from her face.

She looked calm. Unmoved.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” she said, almost like a teacher correcting a child.

And then she moved.

I can’t even describe how fast it happened. One moment, she was standing still — the next, she was a blur of red and blue. Her fist crashed into the thug’s chest, lightning exploding outward in a crackling web that threw him back into a stack of crates. The smell of ozone filled the air, sharp and clean.

The other two hesitated — you could see the fear flicker in their eyes — but pride and stupidity are powerful poisons. They charged together, blades raised.

She didn’t back away. She advanced.

Every punch she threw was a bolt of thunder. She ducked under a swing, grabbed one man by his jacket, and slammed him to the ground so hard the cobblestones cracked. The last one tried to flank her, but she twisted, spinning into a kick that left trails of light in the air. When her heel connected, lightning leapt from her leg into his body, stunning him instantly.

He hit the ground twitching, but breathing. All of them were breathing. She never went too far — every strike was precise, intentional.

When it was over, she stood there among the wreckage, chest rising and falling slowly. Her fists still glowed, electricity dancing between her knuckles, then fading like dying fireflies.

She turned to the shopkeeper, kneeling to pick up one of the fallen charms. “Sorry about the mess,” she said quietly, placing it back on his table.

The old man was speechless, just nodding, eyes wide.

And then, as if nothing had happened, she brushed the dust off her red checkered shirt, picked up the pouch she’d dropped, and walked toward the fruit stall again. I swear I saw a faint smile on her face, the kind people wear after finishing something tiresome.

The market slowly returned to its noise and rhythm, but I couldn’t shake the image — the calm before the storm, and the storm itself, all in one woman.

Someone whispered behind me, “Who was that?”

And all I could say was:

“No idea. But if you’re smart… you won’t make her angry.” ⚡

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