Ren Hilton's POV:
Is it done?
I pondered the question silently as the phoenix heart slipped from my grasp. In its absence, a surge of warmth emanated from within my chest, indicating the completion of the transformation. However, the true nature of this metamorphosis remained shrouded in mystery.
Had I received a transplant, or had I absorbed the essence of Ignisara's heart? The answers eluded me, confined within the hidden chamber that housed the Bloodwell. Cut off from external systems, I was unable to verify the details of my newfound bloodline.
Excitement and curiosity coursed through my veins, mingled with uncertainty. What form had my connection to the phoenix taken? Was I now half phoenix, or perhaps a third? Though uncertain, one thing was undeniable: the essence of the phoenix now intertwined with my own.
