I had lived quite a long life as the King of Dragons.

Our race was a cruel and aggressive one, and I stood at the top of all these creatures. Many feared me.

Some viewed me as a god of sorts but they would be so immensely wrong. I preferred to live my life passively and only attacked those who attempted to attack me. I never wished to be easily defined. I'd rather float over other people's minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual god. If I were a god, then I would be the most incompetent god to have ever lived.

And as all lived, all died.

People say that ignorance is bliss but they would be wrong. If I had a silver of knowledge of what would happen to me after I left this world, then maybe I would hold a semblance of gaiety or catharsis. All I could bring myself to feel was a sense of solitude and regret

And beneath all that was an overwhelming sense of fear.

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I closed my eyes to escape this feeling and forget all this nonsense, hoping Noebius, my successor would prove to be a better ruler than me. 

However, before I could shut them to flee from this life, I bore sight of a human male standing in front of me, likely attempting to challenge me. They were fools and these imbeciles simply annoyed me. As a 'King', I had the innate ability to take over the souls of humans, but this disgusting species did not deserve the honour of that. However...

"Hello, Albreach the Great. I'm here to kill you!" The man said, interrupting my train of thought with a wide, mindless grin. My name is Albrecht, you impudent creature.

I could simply end this person in one strike but a perfidious idea lit up in my brain. I did not want to die. However, my time had come. Could I set aside my prejudice and.. possess this man? It was a shameful thought to even consider but it felt like I had no other choice in order to survive. No, I was already aware that this was what I intended to do, I just did not know how to possibly justify this act to myself.

I lunged at the man who soon turned pale-faced, blood leaking simply from my true presence. Soon after, I had taken possession of his body and my dignified body was left to rest. 

There was no turning back now. The key objective was to survive.