In a hazy, dark place, Arthur felt like he had been in a very strange and long dream. This dream was so odd because it vanished as soon as he felt a throbbing sensation.

When he woke up, Arthur couldn't remember his dream. But he knew something was wrong with where he was. He felt like he was squeezed into a small, smelly, and sticky space. It was pitch dark, and when he tried to shout, he almost choked on a strange liquid.

Panicking, Arthur reached out and touched something thin and warm. He didn't have time to think and started hitting it. However, his strength felt weaker than usual.

After many tries, he managed to break through, and the liquid rushed out. Fresh air came in, and he finally breathed freely.

But then, when he tried to talk, his voice sounded strange, maybe because he hadn't used it in a while.

Arthur was worried he'd turned into something weird. He quickly made the hole bigger and escaped.

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Outside, he was surprised to see a purple moon. Looking down, he realized he had hatched from a black egg. This was all so surreal.

He examined his hands and found they had changed into baby-sized, brown, and marked with black lines. He had sharp claws on his fingers and strange bumps on his forehead, perhaps horns. He even had a tail.

"Am I some kind of monster?" he wondered.

He checked his lower body and was relieved that he was still male. If that had changed, things would be even more confusing.

Trying to make sense of it all, Arthur remembered his previous life. He used to lead a normal life, working hard to pay off a his dept and enjoying hobbies like gaming and reading novels. He also remembered how he saved a mother and child from a car accident.

As he pondered his past, he sighed and looked around.

Now, he found himself on a bizarre beach. The sand was black and red, with varying temperatures. Thousands of eggs of different sizes and colors were scattered on the beach, as if waiting to hatch. Some were lucky, close to the warm part of the beach, while others seemed lifeless.

Arthur realized that this place was a mix of luck and cruelty, where only the fittest survived. He watched as waves washed more eggs onto the beach, and some collided and broke before they even had a chance to hatch.

This whole situation left Arthur both amazed and puzzled. He was also hungry, which was his immediate concern.