The creature's body shimmered, then disappeared and appeared in Dune's heart, sinking deep inside his white Zeten tattoo. A white light enveloped Dune, marking him as Bethel's blessed.
Dune felt his muscles and whole body grow stronger. His hearing sharpened, his sense of smell and eyesight enhanced to an extraordinary level. he became taller, and his hair grew longer, now reaching his chest.
He stood up and laughed, a deep, hearty laugh that echoed through the forest. His wounds healed quickly, the pain vanishing almost as soon as it appeared.
He had never felt power like this before. It was intoxicating, exhilarating. He felt a surge of happiness and greed.
He wanted more, more power, more strength, more fights. The urge to kill monsters surged within him, but even more potent was his desire for revenge.
He wanted to kill every god's apostle, every person who had a hand in ruining his life.
