In a big desert, there is a Warrior wearing something that Looks like a Leather Jacked filled with red Scales and hold together with tendons and small bones as buttons.

His weapons are 20 Knives and two spears, made from Bones and Teeth of a Giant creature.

His Helmed is a Bone Carved to accommodate the Horns on the Body of the 3 Meters Big guy with Red skin.

He has Nearly Glowing yellow Eyes Behind the Helmet and a Shield made completely out of Bone, using tendons as Big as a Man's arm to bind it to one of his Own arms, which is as thick as a Tree.

His appearance alone could make Villages shiver in fright, if it was Known that he was a lycan Ogre grown up in Dragons Blood, the entirety of a Kingdom might go out to fight him.

If it was Known that his Equipment was made of the Carcass of a Ancient dragon, he would be hunted by the world.

for he was the Last Ogre, the survivor of a race Known to be Able to slay dragons if those where to actually attack an Army Of Ogres.

And this Heroic Appearing person, looked stupefied and angry.

,,Why by the Name of the Ancient Green skins is there no-one here? I was Told to fight alongside you, but then I was swallowed by the Dragon, and now that I am Finally out and made me Equipment you are nowhere to be seen?"

He screamed out, into the Desert which once was a Lush forest, He knew he needed a long time to finally eat threw the whole Dragon from the Insides, so that nothing of it remained, but even he knew that the desert would have needed about 120 years to reach this place, and he was sure that not one of the former Ogres had this type of Live span, Only the Ancient Demon Lord who was called out in legends, the Dragons, The Elves, the Dwarves and some realy legendary creatures where capable of living that long.

then he remembered the maths about eating a Bit of Dragon Heart would increase his live span, and that he just devoured an entire Ancient dragon.

and seemingly enough of it to force his body to evolve over time.

,,So, I am a New being... how do I call myself? Ohren us not fitting for the Current me, I think... what fits me the most would be Oni"

and at that moment the earth shock, and a voice was Heard all around the world, like it was done every time a Ancient Dragon decided to change his Name after finally breaking threw to Immortality.

The Wolves Cryed and the Dogs Barked, as it always Was when a Born Werewolf Alpha Unleashed his Name for the first time.

And a noise, not heard since about 140 Years made the Fighters shudder, as the long forgotten Drums of The Ogre King Coronation Ceremony Echoed threw the Realm of Mortals.

The Diviners of the world suddenly saw theyr means of Divination predicting A Change so big, that all previous divination will need to be Adjusted.

and in the Realm of gods, A group of twelve people looked a little interested in the fact that something has changed fate itself, giving them hope of finally seeing something less boring than the weard rituals the Mortals do for them.

but while everybody was trying to find out what had happened, Oni decided to Head North, hoping to leave this desert as soon as possible.

his heart full of resolution, he decided.:

,,I will first build an Army while trying to find out what the situation is, and then I will anihilate the Humans."