It all felt like a fever dream.
One that seemed to be both a nightmare and a long dream.
I couldn't remember much.
Fighting...?
Yes, I remembered fighting.
I also remembered setting up a gate to hold back the demon while perfectly assimilating with my newfound body and power.
I also remembered holding so much power that it felt as though the entire world rested in the palm of my hand.
Hundreds, if not thousands, of different abilities at the palm of my hands.
Fear, unlike anything I'd ever seen before.
Awe.
Worship.
Power...
I felt it all.
And for a moment, I almost lost myself to the sensation.
For just a moment... I thought about letting the power consume me. But I quickly discarded such thoughts.
There was more to it than this power.
I had surrendered myself to it in order to accomplish one goal.
'Yes, I can't let this power take over. I can't...'
