Long ago, there lived a young man with strength so extraordinary that people believed he was born from the mountains themselves. He could lift a massive boulder with one hand as easily as someone lifts a small pebble. Because of his incredible power, everyone simply called him Strong. Despite his strength, he lived a quiet, hardworking life. He spent his days tending the fields, growing crops, and caring for his elderly mother. People respected him not just for his strength but for his gentle heart and devotion to his family.
One season, disaster struck when a monstrous fire dragon appeared in a distant region. Its head was as large as a mountain and its legs were as thick as ancient trees. Its body stretched for miles, and when it flew, its enormous wings swallowed the entire sky in shadow. As it moved across the land, streams of fire poured from its mouth, boiling rivers and scorching everything in its path. Villages collapsed under the unbearable heat and life became nearly impossible. The dragon’s blazing wrath pushed entire communities to the brink of destruction.
When Strong heard the cries for help, he felt a deep surge of anger mixed with compassion. Determined to protect the innocent, he searched for a weapon powerful enough to confront the beast. Near his home stood a massive tree that ten men together could not encircle. Strong tore it from the earth and shaped it into a gigantic club. He then climbed the highest mountain and waited. Burning sparks filled the air, stinging his skin as the sky darkened with rising flames. When the fire dragon finally appeared, Strong swung his club with all his might and struck the creature’s head. That first strike marked the beginning of an epic battle.
The fire dragon roared in fury and attacked, and the clash between them shook the land. They fought relentlessly for three days and three nights. Mountains trembled beneath them. Forests burned. The sky glowed red as if lit by the heart of a volcano. Neither warrior could overpower the other, and each moment was filled with danger. Exhausted but unbroken, Strong seized a nearby mountain, lifted it high, and hurled it directly at the dragon’s skull. The beast could not escape. The massive impact split its head, and the defeated dragon collapsed, its enormous body stretching across what would one day become a vast highland region. That final blow ended the dragon’s reign of terror.
When the dragon fell, its entire body still burned like a river of molten fire. Over time, the flames slowly cooled and faded. The ground beneath the dragon transformed into a deep red soil, as if the earth had absorbed the last breath of the creature’s fire. Forests of hardwood, tea, and rubber trees eventually grew across the land. Grasslands spread wide, and animals such as elephants, tigers, deer, and birds returned to thrive. From the ashes of the fallen dragon, a rich and vibrant red highland was born.