The True Story of the Guardian of All Sparks

And so. Then the story of the keeper of the entire spark was coming to an end, and before his death, Cheetor's entire life flashed before his eyes... And suddenly... A flash...
A few minutes, maybe even hours, later, Cheetor woke up in the mysterious jungle and stood slightly, when suddenly he felt a tingling sensation in his legs. Cheetor lifted his leg to see if something sharp had pierced his foot... And he froze... His leg was human...
-What!? How could this happen!?...
With panic, Chitor looked at his hands, they were tanned, and moreover, human, not a single piece of iron, not a single rust, only strange clothes as if made from the skin of an animal that resembled the skin of a cheetah, and on his wrists were bracelets of strange beads.
Chitor stood up and ran to the nearest lake, surprised to see himself reflected in the water. His skin was tanned, as if he'd been outdoors for a year or more. His long, sharp horns had been replaced by long, wavy red hair. His green lenses were replaced by human, green, and slightly feminine eyes. He was dressed in cheetah skin, adorned with various beads and feathers.

• Damn it. How did I become human? If I were reborn, it would have started in childhood!
  Chitor spoke to himself, both surprised and admiring himself through the reflection of the lake, but suddenly a spear was pointed at his back and someone said
  -Stay where you are, stranger!