A ray of light descended from the morning red sun. Ben stood over the roof of the central building in the village, looking at the ruined and burned village caused by the destructive battle earlier.
Ben wasn't sure what had happened exactly, but he had a clue that it was again related to his humanoid-mosquito form. This was the second time Ben felt overwhelmed by the red energy inside him, and both times he had no memory of what happened except for the destructive aftermath.
'Is it even safe to consider transforming into that form? Maybe I should stay as I am and get stronger as a human.' Ben thought an unknown shiver ran down his spine, perhaps a sense of fear. Fear of self.
[Please don't worry, host, your transformation was unstable only because your exponential change in strength surpasses my calculations. But once you reach level 15, you will be able to control your form powers.]
