When Reign returned to his original body, a wave of familiarity filled his consciousness .
The negative energy flowed back into him, pulling him toward his sadistic side. While he could mimic this cruel nature in his second body, it felt far more natural in this one.
It was like wearing a costume in the second body—he had to really try to play the villain.
But in this one?
He was the real deal. Evil just came as naturally as breathing.
Reign grinned, looking down at his hands as the negative energy pulsed through him.
'Sweet, this body... it's just right,' he muttered to himself.
'Yeah, this is how it's supposed to feel. None of that half-baked attitude from the other one. This is the real me.'
If he had been in this body all along, he likely wouldn't have given in to her temptations too easily.
