Ford Hoard
Jamential was young. Younger then most of his kind. But old enough to begin his hoard. Most Interdimensional Dragons picked commonalities to collect and hoard. But Jamential was young, and had no one to teach him. He went out hunting each day for that special treasure he’d collect and capture. But nothing caught his eyes.
That is, until one day. Jamential was running rampant through the N Dimension, distorting his body to blend in better, when he saw it. A creature not bowing to the laws around it, but standing tall and proud against it. Jamential became fixated on this being the longer he stared.
Understanding that it may only be a singularity, and accepting his own fate, Jamential dove forward and captured the being securely in his jaws.
Jamential took to the skies and jumped through many dimensions back to his own. He stalked to his cave and secured his treasure there.
Jamential studied his creature, pleased. It yelled and raised things toward Jamential, but the dragon only laughed, delighted at his entertaining treasure.
Jamential memorized the scent of his prize and went out through the multiverse daily, searching for more of this being to hoard.
He found many stale trails, but brought back food and things with the beings’s scent on it to please it and keep it alive. Jamential needed to hoard it, and was blown away when he captured his next one. It was younger than his first prize, but the scent was the same. He brought it back through the dimensions to his cave, where the two beings met.
Jamential spent three years in this way--finding more of the creature, or things the creature had spent much time with--and bringing it back to his cave.
Until the day Jamential was overtaken by his living hoard. He’d unknowingly brought back sufficient technology to overpower himself.
The dragon cursed his hoard’s powers with his dying breaths. The creatures stole Jamential’s magic from him, sealing it into small devices attached to their wrists. Then, not even looking at the Interdimensional Dragon that had kept them for so long, each had used Jamential’s former power to open a portal and hop away. With that, the Ford Hoard was no more.