Name: Edurran Zallmohr
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Dragon
Age: 36
Colour: Deep Blue
Eye Colour: Red

Features:
A green mane of hair that runs from the top of his head down to the base of his tail.
Muscular thin body.
2 Black straight horns tipped with green on his head
Thin face
3 Short claws on each foot
A runic tattoo that begins from his right shoulder and coils down his arm, ending at his wrist. It also snakes onto his chest.

Backstory summery:
Born in 1990.
As a child, he would sneak into his father's garage workshop, mixing household chemicals to create fizzing potions or colorful reactions, much to his parents' alarm.

His turning point came during high school in the mid-2000s, when a chemistry teacher recognized his talent and encouraged him to enter science fairs. Edurran's project on sustainable biofuels, derived from dragon-scale by-products, won national awards and earned him a scholarship to the University of Cambridge. There, he dove deep into organic chemistry, specializing in nanomaterials and pharmaceuticals. By his mid-20s, in the 2010s, he had published ground-breaking papers on dragon-inspired biotech—using dragon physiology to develop fire-resistant coatings and rapid-healing salves. His work caught the eye of a major pharmaceutical firm in Switzerland, where he led a team that synthesized a revolutionary drug for treating autoimmune diseases in hybrid species, earning him the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 2022 at the age of 32.

In a mirror world he was a demon of lust. A dragon made of rubber and fuelled by desire.
One fateful night, in 2005, in the basement of a sweat soaked club, a group decided to try to summon a lustful demon. They summoned the rubbery Edurran. He was too strong for them to contain and quickly broke free.
Now freely roaming the world, he took to posing as a charismatic club owner or online influencer, luring influencers, executives, and thrill-seekers into his web, where he granted twisted wishes—eternal youth in exchange for servitude, or unbreakable bonds of pleasure that eroded free will.

His rise to infamy peaked around 2020, during the global lockdowns, when isolation drove masses to virtual escapes. Edurran exploited apps and VR platforms, manifesting digitally to corrupt users worldwide, turning harmless kinks into obsessive addictions.

In early 2026, amid the buzzing tech hubs of Sydney, Australia, a bizarre anomaly began to unfold. Edurran the Scientist, fresh off a keynote at an international biotech conference in Zurich, had been invited to collaborate on a cutting-edge project Down Under. His research into nanoscale dimensional stabilizers, aimed to create portable energy fields for medical applications. Unbeknownst to him, the prototype device he carried in his briefcase had been subtly destabilized during a layover flight, its quantum matrix resonating with unseen frequencies.

Meanwhile, Edurran the Demon had expanded his influence into the Asia-Pacific region, drawn by the isolation-fueled desires of a post-pandemic world. Posing as a enigmatic VR developer under the alias "Zallmohr Visions," he hosted exclusive, invite-only events in hidden Sydney warehouses, where participants donned augmented reality gear laced with his rubbery, pheromone-infused tendrils. These sessions promised transcendent experiences, blending digital lust with physical transformation, but they also thinned the veil between realities—his demonic essence inadvertently creating micro-rifts as he fed on collective fantasies.

Eventually, the two Edurrans would meet...

The meeting ignited during a pop-up tech expo in Sydney's Darling Harbour. The scientist wandered into a demo booth showcasing "next-gen immersive simulations." Intrigued by the promise of bio feedback integration, he slipped on a prototype headset without realizing it was one of the Demon's corrupted devices, distributed through a shell company to scout new thralls. As the VR world loaded—a surreal landscape of shifting, glossy black spires—the scientist's stabilizer orb, tucked in his coat pocket, hummed to life. It synced erratically with the headset's signal, amplifying the rift. In a flash of disorienting light, the digital realm bled into the physical: the booth's confines warped, rubber-like vines sprouting from the floor as the air thickened with an intoxicating musk. There, manifesting in the flesh ,confused, stood the Demon Edurran—his obsidian scales gleaming under the fluorescent lights, silver eyes widening in shock.

Across from him, the scientist ripped off the headset, his own ruby eyes mirroring the confusion.

6 months later, they would both be back in Edurran's lab, the scientist studying the demon. "Safety for science," the scientist had framed it, though the demon often quipped it was "boredom for bondage,"
However, over time, the demons form would begin to fade, slowly being pulled back to his own world.
The scientist, desperate to not lose a once in a lifetime opportunity. And the demon, desperate to stay in this world. Both decided to risk everything and attempt to merge together.
Against all odds... it worked.

Now, both Edurran's are as one. The cold and calculating scientist, and the lustful demon, in perfect harmony. They can now morph between each others forms at a moments notice. One second, he is just a normal looking dragon. The next, a rubbery creature.
Both now run different companies.
One developing compounds, biofuels and medical equipment.
The other developing aphrodisiacs, sex machines and pleasure beyond imagining...