Page 24 of Volik

I embrace it.

The noise around me increases.

People run.

Someone is crying.

But I do not care about them.

I only care about this.

The intensity inside me presses against my skin.

I drop my head back.

I hold my arms out.

And my horns… they start to grow.

They lengthen, pulling up and out of my skull.

It’s… ecstasy.

My chest rumbles. The sound so intense it shakes the floor.

My power pulses again.

Tables scrape across the floor.

And the rest of me…

The fabric of my shirt grows taut across my chest.

It tightens around my biceps.

The seams pull. And start to fail.

I expand.

My body. My muscles. My bones.

All of me expands.

My shirt rips. Down the back. Down the sleeves. Across my chest.

A tear sounds from the waist of my pants as the thickness of my body increases.

The fabric over my thighs shreds.

My jaw…

I open my mouth into a vicious smile as my fangs… lengthen. Pulling down from my upper jaw. Extending with the same euphoric feeling as my horns.

Exhilaration flows through my veins as my form shifts.

As I become the new me.

The real me.