Nikol groggily opened his eyes, his body slowly awakening from the sensual session of exoticness. He knew something inside him broke, but now wasn't the time to worry about those things, as he had to find Leviathan and Tisha quickly and confirm they are safe.
But as he shifted in bed, something caught his attention—a sight that would forever alter his reality and his eyeballs dilated seeing it. His gaze fell upon the sheets, now adorned with what appeared to be patches of his own dried skin. Confusion swept over him, followed by a growing sense of dread.
He got ready for the rise and looked at his own hands, but his skin was already there so he had to guess that he had shed his skin like a serpent, but he didn't know why.
"What... what's happening?" Nikol stammered, his voice trembling with unease.
