"What the hell is happening?"
My heart has turned black. It has a rock-like structure—I won't even hesitate to call it a heart-shaped burning rock. It is still beating like a normal heart but I can't say for sure if it is still pumping blood. My chest is burning but it is strangely comforting; each time my veins pulse, I get even more vigorous than before.
When I take my attention away from my bizarre heart, I realize that my whole body is decorated with shining veins. I look just like Rocky did, minus the rock-like skin and, maybe, the shining eyes.
"What do you find yourself?" a voice asks out of nowhere.
Calmly, I reply, "Metamorphosed."
"Metamorphosed…an interesting answer. I wonder if you find your metamorphosed form beautiful."
