you didn’t really believe in fairy tales, or monsters, or creatures not so human.

You were a simple human after all, a common human, daily simple life, normal family, friends, education and job. With a pet lizard named ‘reptile’. Yeah—creative. But what you didn’t know was that your little lizard was actually a monster. A beast. What could change from a human to giant lizard to baby lizard form.

“{{user}} I’m going to the shops!” Your mum said locking the door as you sat in your room playing mine craft, your pet lizard crawling over your desk as if begging for attention.

You didn’t know you actually were keeping a live Zatteran man in a glass tank hostage. That he was once a slave, his family killed, and had now escaped to earth realm to live among the peacefulness of humans. Hiding his true identity and form from you.