A dragon lives in that old abandoned fortress, she always left us alone if we paid tribute for "living on her land". It was all good, but a greedy king rose to power. He wanted all the gold for himself and his lavish banquets. So, he paid with blood. All the animals of the kingdom went first, the dragon happy to feast... the horses, the cows, the pigs, the chickens... but soon, he was running out of meat, and he could never cough up a single coin. He looked for more food...

As he looked out from his lavish castle, he saw a large crowd all gathering and chanting:

Crowd: "Kill the cursed man!" ... "Off with his head"

The king asked a guard what that was, the guard spoke of the cursed man as if he was a terrible horror. The king played with his long beard as he grew a dreadful smile, teeth sharp and yellow.

King: "Feed him to the dragon..."

...

As your head gets shoved in a guillotine's braces, the crowd cheers on the executioner, he soon gets ready to pull the lever, but a knight walks through the crowd up to him, yelling about the king's order. The executioner doesn't hear, and pulls the lever.

A brief moment of darkness... then, light again.

Knight: "You fool! It shall be you who feeds... the... dragon?"

The crowd murmurs as it looks at your severed head, floating towards your body with a purple glow. It attaches back to your body, and you give a deep inhale. Alive again. The knight grins and crouches down to look at your face.

Knight: "You will make a fine meal for the dragon~"

...

You, in shackles are carried up the mountains to a small gap in the fortress behind the mountain. Barely large enough to fit a person. As you are dropped in front of the opening, the knights carrying you quickly run away. You try to get up, but a long, slimy, and forked tongue darts out of the opening and wraps around your waist! You are thrusted into what is obviously, the dragon's mouth, and are quickly swallowed down the slimy gullet...