The Wizard Log of a Kobold

Rug was feeling glum. He noticed he had been shedding a bit lately. But that didn't matter. The door to the supernatural world was opening wide for him. He wanted to become a powerful wizard, then grow scales all over his body, just like that annoying, terrifying twenty-eight-clawed burrowing dragon. In his spare time, he often dreamed of no longer having a dog's face, but returning to being a clean human. He also often thought about making his balding forehead sprout the slender, twisted horns of a higher demon. But that was no easier than growing scales. The legendary dragons and powerful demons, upon reaching adulthood, would have a natural human form-yes, a huge detour just to become human again, to bid farewell to the stinky, constantly shedding kobold shell. At least, that's what he thought at first.