Dream stood in the hot desert sand, sweat dripping down her brow as she gazed at the ancient tomb in front of her. She had come here in search of treasure, and she was determined to find it no matter what.

As she made her way deeper into the tomb, she could feel the excitement building inside of her. She had always been a bit of a thrill-seeker, and the thought of discovering long-lost riches was too tempting to resist.

Finally, she reached the treasure chamber. And there, in the center of the room, was a golden spear. It was a beautiful weapon, with intricate designs etched into the metal.

Without hesitation, Dream reached out and grabbed the spear. As she touched it, she felt a strange sensation wash over her. Suddenly, her body began to shake and convulse as the spear's curse took hold.

She tried to scream, but no sound escaped her lips as the curse transformed her body. Her scales turned to latex, reshaping her into a female anthro latex jackal drone. A gasmask and lenses appeared on her face, covering her eyes and mouth.

And as the transformation completed, Dream's mind went blank. She was no longer herself, but a mindless guardian of the tomb, doomed to hold the cursed spear in her right hand for all eternity.

She stood there, motionless, as the centuries passed by. And though she no longer had any sense of self, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret for the greed that had led her to this fate.

Drawn by  HelixJack