When a star dies its soul escapes to find a home in the body of another creature. We are not only made of stardust, we are also each living the afterlife of a star. But before you get cocky you should know, the humans of Earth are where the bad stars go. Welcome to star hell
"They're a lawful good Police officer who's a dragon born"
"Oh what sort of dragon?"
"Copper"
- An unplanned pun that derailed my dnd campaign in the first 2 minutes