So...

Much...

PAIN!..

 It's a hot, all enveloping pain, consuming all thought and ravaging all senses.

Thrashing around does nothing, there is nothing to thrash against.

Biting does nothing, there is nothing to bite.

The pain seems never end!

...

It's gone.

The pain is gone.

In fact, the pain from before is gone as well.

How?

And why do things feel... Different?

Looking down makes things a bit more obvious as to why that could possibly be. I look different. The first thing I notice is that my body has taken a strange shape. In fact, It lookes almost like the tall two-legged things that wander into the forest sometimes, the large lumps on my chest lead me to believe that my shape is more reminiscent of the female of the species. Thankfully, both my tail and scales have survived whatever changed my body, though even they look different. For starters, my tail is not only much longer, and larger, it feels... I guess the right words would be both harder, and hotter. My scales have changed from the green they used to be into a dark grey, though the edges glow slightly orange, like the hot rocks left behind from the tall two-legged creatures magic. Even if they are different, I'm glad I kept my tail instead of having two legs.

Though, even if part of my body resembles their females, that isn't completely true. My claws, for example, actually have claws, and are covered in scales, though only the back of the appendages are covered all the way up to my back, where I feel more scales. The inside of my limbs up to the joint has scales, but after that, the scales are gone, leaving behind the two-legged creatures hide, like on the front of my body.

Weird.

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Feeling my head reveals that I now have antlers, like the swift footed four legged creatures, though they feel much thicker, sturdier even, and hopefully won't fall out. The side of my head has fins like the scaled swimmers, though these also seems sturdier than theirs. The fur on top of my head goes down my back to where I believe the lumps would be if they where on that side instead. It is also a silvery grey, with bits of orange on the end.

And, suddenly, a noise catches my attention, along with a strange... thing.

 Ping

System calibration complete!

Name N/A Health Points 5,837/5837 Magic Points 3,221/3,221 Species Lava Wyrm Age 110 (Adult) Strength (31 x 25%) 38 ((Inside Dungeon: 76) Inside Core Room: 228) Dexterity (18 x 25%) 22 ((Inside Dungeon: 36) Inside Core Room: 66) Constitution (30 x 25%) 37 ((Inside Dungeon: 60) Inside Core Room: 111) Intelligence (12 x 25%) 15 ((Inside Dungeon: 24) Inside Core Room: 45) Wisdom (17 x 25%) 21 ((Inside Dungeon: 34) Inside Core Room: 63) Charisma (23 x 25%) 28 ((Inside Dungeon: 46) Inside Core Room: 84) Traits

Fire-Blooded: The fire in your veins burn brighter than any mortal flame, and twice as hot! All fire based attacks deal 2X damage and immune to heat

Dragon's Breath: Your breath is that of a mighty dragons! You can exhale a 30ft cone of flame

Steel-Clad: Your scales are more than a match for any suit of normal armor. 25% chance to deflect all physical attacks and 10% chance to ignore all magical attacks

Earthen Muscles: Your strength is enforced by the power of earth. Gain +6 strength

Dragon Hearted: The heart of a mighty dragon resides inside you. Immune to sleep, paralysis, and fear effects

Progenitor: You are the first of your kind, so you will set what is typical and atypical for your species. All stats are increased by 25%

First Dungeon Claimed: You are the first bound to "The Dungeon of Origins". Inside the dungeon, all stats are doubled, however, your life is now bound to the dungeon

Final Boss: As the final boss of "The Dungeon of Origins" you gain tripled stats while inside the core room

For a while, I stare at the strange thing, trying to figure out what it was. Clearly it's supposed to serve some sort of purpose, but what it might be is beyond me. And speaking of such, the stone that initially drew my attention has grown dim. I do not know why, but I feel a protectiveness over it, as if it were an egg, yet it felt more important than any clutch of eggs that I, or anyone, has ever laid. So, like an egg, I curl around the glowing stone, to keep it both safe, and warm.

I certainly feel warmer now, if nothing else.