I always liked Din for the strong introduction she has in seasons, but she gets kidnapped almost immediately and you don't see her again till the end of the game. Kinda lame, so here's an alternative.

I also wrote a supplementary short story for this one, let me know what you think!

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In a clearing just outside the capital of Holodrum, a small gathering of merriment was in full swing. The eager mob had come out to see a roving band of performers, said to hail from a far-away land. Jingling of tambourines and the strumming of a guitar formed a jaunty tune, spurring on the spirited dancing from the star of the travelling troupe. Filled mugs clanked and spilled, as the spectators cheered for the tall, athletic redhead that gracefully flit about upon a central tree stump. Her lively dance was infectiously energising, and all present were enjoying the spectacle.

Black clouds covered the sky, blotting out the afternoon sun. The music slowed and a murmur ran through puzzled audience. With a thunderous crash, a bolt of lightning struck the troupe's wagon. The wooden vehicle exploded into splinters, terrifying the horses and sending a torrent of ale across the majority of the crowd. Amidst the wreckage of the wagon, a deep voice boomed forth triumphantly.

"Gyahahaha! I've found you at last Din, Oracle of Seasons! You've hidden yourself well thus far!"

With heavy metallic footsteps, the silhouette of a large and armoured man emerged, holding a huge ball and chain. The clanking of his movement resounded clearly throughout the now silent clearing as he approached the stump, all of the onlookers backed up and watched him speechlessly. Also silent, Din had paused mid-pose, a defiant fire blazing in her eyes. The huge knight laughed, pointing towards her.

"Ha! But you Oracle.. You cannot hope to escape from I, Onox, the great General of Dark--" As the general was melodramatically posing and declaring his title, Din launched herself from her perch towards him. Caught completely off guard, the lumbering knight's ball and chain was knocked from his hands and he found himself held tightly, unable to shake free from the dancer's grip.

"Grrrr..! Impossible! How is it that you can restrain me?!" Struggling violently against the woman that held him, Onox roared with anger. Din grit her teeth. The grapple was a momentary impulse, so not even she understood it.

A golden triangle gleamed upon the back of Din's hand and power surged through her body. From somewhere within the dancer's core, a growl to rival the dark general's own furious snarling rumbled, while an intense hunger gripped her mind. Barely realising what she was doing, Din shoved the huge knight's helmeted head into her maw, swallowing heartily. The spectators gasped as they watched the new turn the show had been taken. With quick and measured gulps, her throat pulsed rhythmically, the vigorous movement strangely reminiscent of her dancing.

Despite the man's enormous bulk, Din made exceptionally short work of her meal, gulping him down in moments while her middle swelled tremendously. The dancer's belly, and outfit, strained to contain the still-struggling general, his furious movements stretching both to their limits. Din huffed from the exertion, rubbing her now gigantic gut as it immediately kicked into overdrive, noisily churning and writhing around the lump of metal-encased meat inside.

Pained roars of rage joined with the gastric cacophony, as the crowd began to gather cautiously once more around the stump. Although encumbered by a meal weighing many times her own body, Din felt stronger and more limber than ever, never once noticing the now fading glow upon her hand. She patted her swollen stomach, which responded with a loud burble, Onox's futile struggle already weakening within. Making a decision, the troupe leader looked to the nervous group around her. Taking a deep breath, her vibrant voice sang throughout the clearing.

"The show must go on!"

She grinned to her troupe, signalling that the party was back on. The small band shrugged at each other, picking up the song at around the point it was interrupted. As the music began again, the engorged dancer nimbly leapt upon the stump and resumed her original performance, with a new instrument in her gurgling gut, the groaning and squelching of the overworking orb somehow only adding to the jovial tune's energy. The crowd, although still perturbed by the entire sudden event, were unable to resist Din's allure. Everyone was soon cheering and singing along, shouting insults at the 'great general' as he was melted away before their eyes.

Onox cursed softly as he expired, the dark dragon's evil plan ending before it could even begin. His huge body, armour included, was converted mid-dance into soft layers of fat upon the oracle's body, her tight outfit soon stretching mainly in the chest and rear, as the massive amount of calories were absorbed and distributed. Gains that would surely be burnt off within time, leaving a discarded ball and chain, and the memory of an unorthodox performance, the only trace that the general was ever there at all.

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