Zeras roared out in the most firm of belief, yet his soul disagreed, as he collapsed on all fours, teeth clanking together in hate, and fists tightly clenched together, so much so that if he was in his physical body, his nails would have torn out from the back of his hands.
"This reminds me of back then. When I lost my power. But this time, it is even more painful, more painful by an uncountable number of times..." Zeras roared out in anger as the sprinkles of lights adorning his soul slowly started dispersing, and what came after they were all gone was an intense sense of loss...
HE HAD LOST ALL HIS THOUSAND GENES!
All the troubles he had gone through to get them, how badly he had risked his life to get his genes back, and now he had lost everything in a heartbeat...
And now he had been returned to the most primordial of states. A simple milky white figure, with faintly discernible humanoid form...
