Leo returned to his dorm that night, body sore, mind racing. Every step felt heavy, every movement sluggish. He sat by the window, staring at the moonlit courtyard, trying to calm the storm inside him.
The forest, the wolf, the vampire—everything replayed in his mind. Pain and fear still throbbed in his veins, but beneath it, something else pulsed, alive. Something ancient and fierce—the Asura bloodline—stirring after centuries of dormancy.
A tingling warmth spread through his chest, creeping along his arms, his legs, igniting nerves that had never felt power before. His heart pounded faster, a rhythm not entirely his own. What… what is happening to me?
Then came the other sensation, sharp and precise, like ice flowing through fire: the Azure potential. A calm, focused energy overlaying the fury of Asura, intertwining, merging, threatening to overwhelm him.
Leo clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms. Pain, fear, and excitement collided in his chest. Sweat ran down his temples as he felt the first surge of control.
I… I can feel it. I'm changing.
He fell to his knees, trembling, unsure whether to scream or cry. In the shadows of his dorm, unseen eyes watched, calculating, waiting. The impossible had begun, and the boy the world had mocked was no longer the same.