Well, you're here. Reading this. That means you're either polite and respectful enough to give attention to any random sprit that wanders in here, you're bored enough to go flicking through users to see who's the most interesting, or you really should be doing something more productive right now, but can't get it out of your nature to distract yourself. Either way, you're here.

My name is Drigil. I am a... well, I don't think your tongue has a word for what sort of creature I am. A close approximate based on my currently chosen shape would be "alien spirit otter with tendrils". Or ASOWT, for short. Of course, I say "spirit", but I could otherwise mean "ghost" or "phantom". What with my body being mostly a transparent light with bright outlines caused by the curvature of the air around me, since my body mass itself is 70% black hole. I suppose there perhaps is a more scientifically accurate term for my composure, but I do like to keep things simple.

What else about me... well, I feed off of heat energy. That's interesting, I think. Not many beings do that. Usually they have to generate the heat from inside them with the consumption of various fuel sources rather than extract the energy from the environment directly. Such is the benefit of being 70% black hole. I otherwise don't eat or drink. No stomach or internal organs to process it. I could probably shove food into my body and it would hyper-compress into a small orb for later extraction, but I'm not sure what the point of that would be aside from being able to make any-flavoured jawbreakers on a whim.

Oh hey. Another benefit from a black hole body; I have my own centre of gravity. I'm not confined to having to use my legs to bear my weight to move around space, empty or not. Oh, and I am mostly formless. I just take on this Asowt form so I'm not just a random blob floating around. People here seem to be into animals, and I want them to feel comfortable with my presence.

I'd call this body convenient more than I'd call it cool, though; it does leave me unable to experience some of the senses you folk take so much for granted. All I can really do is hear and see things, so everything else comes from referencing other people's experiences that I've heard about. That's it.

So. Straight onto business.

Being a somewhat formless entity, I'm mostly into transformations and the stories involved with them. Watching folks react to their own bodies defying all they have known against their will is one of the purest, ultimate forms of betrayal. If one cannot trust their own soul's vessel to behave, they are lost. The struggles as a consequence prove to be some of the most interesting ones, as they must then learn to adapt to new features and a whole new lifestyle altogether, pitching in what little they know of the field and gradually evolving into it. Spectacular, isn't it?

But to me, transformation is a genre of horror. Always will be. A conflict that either needs resolution or adaptation. The more terrifying the concept it can be, the better, because the struggle against the self is real, regardless of whether or not any changes are apparent. Mankind has a harder time coping with change than one might think. Sure, some people desire it and other wish for it, but when it actually happens, there will always be a part of them that will miss how things were.

I am also into dragons. They are some of the oldest creatures people have invented from dream and experimentation, and the many incredible varieties of traits they have through mixing and matching is inspiring. You don't often see a fox covered in scales, or a bear with bat wings, but fur-covered dragons and dragons made entirely of stone are so commonplace that it's not hard at all to find intense works of art depicting their majesty at their peak.

So that's me in a nutshell. In the near future, in exchange for the wonderful contributions to the world around, I too will contribute to the collection. It's only fair, after all.