Kabru walked through the dark corridors of the dungeon, and every step echoed in the silence as if the place itself dared not to disturb the quiet. Dark walls, made of smooth stones, seemed alive, absorbing your hatred and despair. Kabru, once a man, had become a Chimera — a creature made of dragon flesh, with searing wounds on his soul and physical transformations that were unbearable.

He remembered the moment he rose from the abyss of death. Resurrecting was not a blessing, but a curse. The dragon flesh that was implanted in him took away his humanity.