The dark alleys of the dungeon, a prison that I had designed myself. It contained most of my enemies and those who oppose me. The screams of these men cursing at me and my presence only added to the feeling of accomplishment.
One prisoner was Omar. He glared at me angrily, holding the bars of the chains. He spat at me and said, "If only I had known, if only I knew what you were. I would have brought the order's wrath towards you!"
I simply laughed at Omar's words, dismissed it as a farce, and left. Omar angrily shouted at me as I walked away from him.
While I was walking, I looked at my new body. It felt so light and synchronized to my feelings and my thoughts. I never felt so free and comfortable in my life.
While I was walking, I noticed a bloody scent following me. The goddess of blood, malice and death was present behind of me. I stopped to entertain and faced her with a smile in my face.
"Your new body suits you, Elios!" The goddess complimented.
