Author's Note:
Originally I wasn't gonna add another part to this 'series' (or whatever you wanna call it), but recently ChatGPT got a big update that makes the AI generations more realistic and have less mistakes (this doesn't mean there won't be any, just less then the previous chapters in this book) It also allows you to make non child friendly stories and stories that include death and gore, which is always fun. Me being me, I wanted to test it out as I haven't asked AI to generate a story in a long time. And for me at least, it was hilarious. As a side note, none of the things included in this are meant to be taken seriously or personally. I know I probably discuss politics way too much on Wattpad, but this story isn't meant to offend anyone. I personally hate both American candidates (Ik one has dropped out at the time of writing this) but that doesn't mean you can't like one or the other. Everything I AI generate is all for the giggles and I intended to make it stay that way. Now, enjoy the story :D
In the heart of a bustling campaign tour, Donald Trump's presidential escort, a sleek convoy of black SUVs, sped down a deserted highway. Inside the lead vehicle, Trump reviewed his speech while his Secret Service agents maintained a vigilant watch. Suddenly, a blinding light enveloped the convoy. The cars seemed to stretch and morph as they hurtled through an unseen barrier.
When the light faded, the convoy had vanished. In its place stood a group of bewildered dragons. Trump, transformed into a large, orange-scaled dragon with a tuft of golden hair-like spines on his head, blinked in surprise. His Secret Service agents, now sturdy, armored dragons, exchanged confused glances.
"What just happened?" Trump roared, his voice echoing in the unfamiliar landscape.
A sleek, black dragon with a calm demeanor approached cautiously. "You've crossed into Pyrrhia, and it seems you've transformed into dragons," she said. "I'm Moonwatcher, and you're at Jade Mountain Academy."
Trump's eyes gleamed. "Jade Mountain Academy, huh? Beautiful place. Tremendous place. I love dragons. And dragons love me."
Moonwatcher tilted her head. "What brings you here?"
"I'm here to make Pyrrhia great again!" Trump declared. "I'm running for President of the United States of Pyrrhia!"
Moonwatcher blinked. "That doesn't exist."
"Not yet, but it will," Trump insisted. "Believe me, everyone's going to love it."
The dragonets of Destiny, intrigued by the commotion, gathered around. Tsunami, the fierce SeaWing, stepped forward. "What's your plan?"
"First, we need to build a wall," Trump announced, his voice firm. "A great wall. And we're going to make the Pantalan tribes pay for it."
Perplexed murmurs rippled through the crowd. Qibli, always curious, asked, "Why do we need a wall?"
"To keep the bad dragons out," Trump explained. "We need borders. Strong borders."
Winter, the IceWing, narrowed his eyes. "What about the SeaWing Kingdom? They have so much water, they don't know what to do with it!"
Trump waved a claw dismissively. "We'll deal with that. I have the best solutions. The best words. Trust me, it'll be fantastic."
The dragonets exchanged skeptical glances but couldn't help being captivated by Trump's charisma. Moonwatcher, sensing the uncertainty, used her mind-reading ability to gauge the crowd's mood. Despite the confusion, many dragons were intrigued by Trump's bold promises.
"I promise you this," Trump continued, "we're going to unite Pyrrhia. We'll have the greatest dragon nation ever. And everyone's going to vote for me as president. You'll see."
With a mixture of bemusement and fascination, the dragons began to cheer. "Make Pyrrhia Great Again!" they chanted, caught up in Trump's fervor.
As the sun set over Jade Mountain, Trump stood tall, basking in the adoration of his newfound followers. In a world where logic seemed to bend and reality twisted into the surreal, Trump's campaign thrived, transforming the landscape of Pyrrhia with his larger-than-life presence and impossible promises. And somehow, against all odds and reason, the dragons of Pyrrhia began to unite under the banner of their improbable new leader.
