Azren was in his demon form now. A pair of horns stood proudly above his head, his eyes were no longer green and turned crimson instead, and his black wings spread proudly on the sides of his body.
The only thing that remained the same on him was the blonde hair, but Azren could feel a different flow of energy in his body that was enough to prove that he was indeed in his demon form.
He was the demon Azren, no longer the human Azren who was having a complicated feeling in his heart. However, he felt another intricate feeling right now because suddenly he was 'summoned' to this realm.
It was just like a normal realm of the dreamland, but Azren could feel a different energy in this realm. He could be innocent, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that it was not just a regular dream realm.
And his suspicions were proven right when something happened in the realm. A black shadow approached him, and it slowly transformed into a familiar shape in his eyes.
