Lucas shifted his primary consciousness from Hades to Zeus, feeling his presence reassert itself within the Celestial Academy.
The transition was smooth, yet the difference in sensation was immediate. As he acclimated to the thunder puppet that bore the Zeus Divine Mask, he couldn't help but notice how the body felt—subtly different from his original form.
"This will take some getting used to," Lucas murmured to himself, flexing his fingers and feeling the raw power of thunder coursing through the puppet's form.
The energy hummed beneath his skin, electric and alive, yet entirely artificial. It wasn't flesh and blood, but it was potent, charged with an energy that made him feel invincible.
"It's not the same as my real body," he thought, a small smirk tugging at his lips, "but I can work with this. In fact, I might even come to enjoy it."
