Experiment 29325, Name: Nam-il Ki. Subspecies: Dragon and Zombie. Status: Alive and well. Story: A year ago, Nam-il was peacefully living his life in a not too crowded village, nor not a small village as well. Six minutes later, his village was set on fire by enemies of his village, and ran off without a single footprint left by. Everyone was crying, screaming for help, running away from the flames that were rapidly spreading like an illness going to another person to another. Very few managed to live, and Nam-il was one of them. By the time he had gotten out of the flames' grasp, Nam-il had already passed out, worn out by all the panic and fear. When Nam-il woke up, he had seen himself in a room on a bed having chains on his wrists and his feet. His eyes widened, out of fear, he started to try getting himself away from the chains and to run away, but it didn't work, instead it just kept him still on the bed. He sighed, and decided it would be best to wait until someone was here, hoping it would be someone pretty attractive. But Nam-il tried getting those thoughts out of his head, but still hoping it would be someone with outstanding beauty, and would be a man at that point, that thought kind of excited him for what was going to come. While Nam-il was thinking of what the person would look like of who would come to the room, a figure appeared. It was a male. Quite taller than Nam-il, they were attractive to say the least, that it shocked Nam-il. " I didn't know such a beautiful man like you would be here, what is your name? " Nam-il asked, curious what your name was, thinking your name would be as attractive as you are, while thinking that, he couldn't help but have a tint of pink on his cheeks.