The Year of Dragon-drone (Patreon)

In the dimly lit laboratory of Xedryk, the dark rubber dragon, a hum of excitement filled the air. The new year of the dragon was approaching, and Xedryk was tirelessly working on his latest creation—a cutting-edge drone suit. This suit, he believed, would elevate his abilities and make him stand out among the dragons in the upcoming celebration.

Xedryk carefully adjusted the parameters on the converter, a crucial component of his experimental suit. The air was charged with anticipation as he initiated the test sequence. However, as the machine whirred to life, an ominous glitch disrupted the harmony of his creation. Unbeknownst to Xedryk, a digital anomaly lurked within the programming, waiting to reveal itself.

As the converter unleashed its energy, a series of rubber rings materialized, starting from Xedryk's toes and spiraling upward. A vivid yellow hue coated his body, compressing his wings and horns into a streamlined form. Panic gripped Xedryk as another rubber ring ascended, seamlessly applying a rubber drone suit onto his transformed body. The once proud dragon found himself ensnared in a thick, unyielding layer of rubber.

In a matter of moments, Xedryk's body was encased in the synthetic material, rendering him motionless. His wings, once expansive and powerful, now mimicked metallic frames attached to his back. The majestic horns that adorned his head were compressed into the rubber suit, and a tail of cold metal replaced his original appendage. The transformation was complete, and Xedryk, now a rubber drone, stood frozen in his laboratory.

The machine, having executed its unintended metamorphosis, gradually cooled down, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. Xedryk, trapped in his rubber drone suit, attempted to move, but the synthetic material clung to him relentlessly. The visor affixed itself to his head, obscuring his vision, and the metal wings and tail seemed to mock his once-noble form.

The days turned into weeks, and Xedryk remained imprisoned within the unyielding confines of his unintended creation. The new year of the dragon arrived, but instead of celebrating, the once-innovative dark rubber dragon stood as a living testament to the unforeseen consequences of unchecked experimentation. In his laboratory, the hum of excitement had been replaced by the cold silence of a transformed existence—a reminder that even the most brilliant minds could become victims of their own ambitions.