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"... bloody hell!"

With one enraged yell, black flames engulfed the owner of that low rough voice. The silhouette within the flames roared into the sky, wrath and woe filled his cry.

The winds bellowed in unison with the uproar, leaves dancing in the air, dirt rising and whirling around in a wild manner. Birds and other creatures of the vast forest made haste and ran as far as they could away from the furious Dragon.

"That bloody wench—!"

Once the black flames died down, the silhouette of a dragon from before morphed into a humanoid shape. Two curly horns protruded from his temples; there was a pair of battered amber wings attached on his back, the point of which the extra limbs merged with his skin was raw and red and it burns, ironically enough for someone like him.

His golden eyes resembled a snake's, though, it held much fury and sorrow. Eyes trailing down his form, amber scales began appearing just below his elbow before it became more prominent as it went down to his hands. Claws as sharp as knives and as strong as steel replaced his human nails, the same could be said for his toe nails.

His gaze shifted from his claws to his legs, the same coloured scales starting from his knees as it became more visible by the shin to his feet. He took a step forward, feeling something being dragged behind him with every step he took. The limb behind him, the one that was attached to his lower back and by the tailbone, had horns that appeared to become smaller as it reached the tip.

Every movement he made, whether minute or huge ones, felt stiff and... unfamiliar. Each time the Dragon shifted a limb, it sent a burning sensation throughout his body. "A trollop of a woman bested me—!" A deep breath escaped him before another wrath-filled roar came from his throat. "Unforgivable!"

Whether the Dragon felt pain or not, he did an incredible job not showing it as he stomped in anger towards the cave he spotted in the sky. Smoke coming out of his body, the black flames flickering in and out from both of his claws. "I'll kill her! I'll rip out her heart—!" A murderous growl arose from his throat, his golden eyes burning with resolve and bitterness, his pale-yellow locks being swept by the wind.

"I'll kill every single one who carries her blood—!"

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"Who would have thought that falling into the sewers would have me hijacking the body of the greatest witch to have ever lived? For someone who tops the class every school year, it was pretty stupid of me not to notice that open manhole.

"I mean there was already a signage to warn everyone that there was an open manhole yet my brain didn't register that tidbit of information. In fact, I knew there was a sign yet my brain told me that it wasn't important.

"If I could just open up my own skull and beat the crap out of my own brain, I would have done so several times over if it weren't for the fact that it would lead to my own death. Funny enough, my stupidity caused me to steal a witch's body from another world.

"Well, actually, more like my soul was sucked into her body. I don't really know the mechanics. I just woke up inside a cottage in the middle of nowhere not knowing what just happened. Funny thing was I always have this feeling of imminent death looming over me ever since I arrived in this world.

"It felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff and the edge would crumble for every second that passed. One wrong step and it would be my second death. What do you think?"

The rabbit in front of her blinked and hopped away. "Yeah," she bowed her head in defeat. "I think I might be going crazy."