Now, to stop this chaos, Watts knew he had to first understand what "this" even was.
The storm brewing around him wasn't just nature reacting—it was an extension of his own transformation
. And to control it, he needed to comprehend the magnitude of his ability.
However he knew it wasn't going to be that simple, this was death after all, and it had its own thoughts.
He doubted it would just sit by and let him stop it from enjoying the death of a planet.
Know yourself, know your enemy… whatever way the saying went.
The saying was vague in his mind, but one thing was crystal clear: the key to saving this planet—and himself—lay in mastering his newfound power.
He gritted his teeth, pushing against the roaring wind.
"System!"
A transparent panel materialized before him, glowing faintly amidst the darkened surroundings:
[STATUS PANEL]
Name: Jack Wattson Aeonborn
