The Kobold Wizard's Journal

But that wasn't important. The gates of the transcendent world were swinging open for him. He wanted to become a powerful wizard, and then cover himself in scales, just like that annoying, terrifying twenty-eight clawed earth-driller dragon. In his spare time, he often dreamed of no matter longer having a dog-face, and instead returning to being that refreshing human. He also often thought about having long, twisted, curved horns—the kind belonging to high-level demon species—sprout from his nearly bald forehead. But that wasn't much simpler than growing scales. Those legendary giant dragons and powerful demon species, upon reaching adulthood, would possess a natural human form; yes, a massive detour, just to become human again, and bid farewell to the DESCENDING fur-shedding kobold body. At least, that's what he thought at first.