The audience smiles, expecting just another fun act.
A chubby man walks confidently onto the stage — friendly face, a bounce in his step, a lighthearted presence.
He waves to the crowd and takes his place in the center.
He doesn’t speak.
Instead, he pulls out a small, strange mask… and places it on his face.
Suddenly, the music changes — dark, mysterious, almost ancient.
The lights shift to a deep green hue.
Something feels… off.
Then it begins.
His body starts to twitch.
He grabs his sides… his arms… his skin begins to ripple.
It changes color.
A dark green tone spreads across his body.
Scales begin to form — rough, sharp, reptilian.
His fingers elongate. Nails turn into claws.
His eyes glow. His breath deepens. His neck tightens.
Before the audience can process what’s happening…
He’s no longer a man.
He’s a lizard-like creature — tall, powerful, with a monstrous presence that dominates the room.
A hush falls over the audience. Some gasp. Some lean in, frozen.
But then…
He moves.
And begins to dance — smooth, elegant, hypnotic.
A terrifying beauty.
It’s not an attack. It’s a performance.
A balance between horror and art.
A moment that feels ancient… and unforgettable.
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