However, they are not with Him.

"Is everything in order?"The elderly lady asks.

Scott quickly interrupts and responds, "Yes, it's just this whole thing is so unreal."My family vanished during the event, and now I'm all by myself. I'm a completely different person."

The woman says, "I can't imagine what it must be like to be suddenly turned into something else," as she sits down on a chair next to the door.I have nothing else to do but sit next to this door if you want to talk about it.

Scott thinks about His offer.He is just now realizing that there is a part of him that wants to talk about all the weird things that happened today.A portion of him just wants to sleep and act like everything is fine.

He begins, "It's just that... it's all so different," as he takes a seat across from the elderly woman on the floor.We were on a trip to my grandparents when, before I knew it, I awoke as something else and nearly died three times, but that's not even the worst part.I know what it is:."Scott responds to His own question without waiting for a response.It's the fact that I feel like my way of thinking has changed.I experience rage, or something similar, in place of fear.

"What are you implying?"The lady inquired.

A police officer threatened me with a gun.I wanted to attack him right away instead of feeling scared.I snatched one and broke its neck with my bare hands when we saw a corpse being eaten by birds.

"So, you believe that your new body is making you aggressive?"

Scott attempts to express his own worries by saying, "Yes, but more than that.I don't know if I'm still me.I always feel hungry, all living things are bright red, and I get angry way too quickly.

However, you can still exercise self-control.In any case, the woman informs him that you are not attacking me.

“No, but I didn't even think about stopping when I crunched the bird.I might not even consider it wrong if I get angry and attack someone.How this body affects my perception is a mystery to me.It does, I just know that.That is the issue.

“I see.Although you may have changed in some ways, the fact that you believe something is wrong on your own indicates that you are still in complete control of your life.You wouldn't kill a human the same way if you killed a bird.It might also be a blessing.According to what I've heard, there are items currently available that would make mature men wet their pants.You might need a lot of your own natural courage to survive.

The woman's logic seems reasonable.Especially in light of the fact that Scott wants to believe it does.

He gets up from the ground.I'm grateful.Could you please show me where I can lie down?

"Of course,Simply enter the living room.I've made the couch ready for you.The elderly woman gives the impression that He would like to say something else, but it appears that he would rather not.The door is then approached by another individual.

He is surprised that the water is still flowing while he is getting ready for bed, even though the lights are off.More people enter the house as He lies down on the couch that has been set up for Him.They seem to stomp around for an eternity.He is finally able to shut his eyes and forget about that awful day when they stop eventually.

The dream is not clear.

He is in a location that brings him happiness.a gap in the forest.The air is filled with smoke, alcohol, and the aroma of roasting meat.

On the clearing, they have laid out their last raid's spoils.It taught him a few new things about himself.a new outfit and the helmet of a human legionnaire.It's a basic brown suit.something worn by a thrall or maid.Ineffective for battle and survival, but effective as a disguise.However, that is not what causes His heart to pound.

He senses excitement.He is anticipating something.The pounding in His chest makes Him feel like He just woke up, despite the fact that He has been through a fight, contributed to the destruction of a village, and nearly fell unconscious while treating his wounds.

A man by the name of Fohr is the cause of His excitement.a male House Lorton elf.Ten Black Ones belonged to the village they attacked.The villagers and soldiers were supported in their fight against the attackers by the group of human mages.In the end, the elves won, but it cost them.Several were killed, and many more were injured.One of the wounded was Fohr.

He must have gotten too close to one of the human fire mages or one of their fireballs, though he doesn't know exactly how it happened.Other than the fact that it is difficult to heal and can easily overload force fields, fire magic is not something he is particularly familiar with.The fire mage of the Black One threw fire at Fohr, turning the majority of his front into charcoal.The majority of Novi's time was spent treating him.He looked at His with all his attention when he awoke.He promised to challenge His tonight after they had a brief conversation.

A portion of Him is skeptical that he will actually carry it out.The other part of him prays to all gods and spirits.When He was a young girl, His grandparents and great-grandparents talked to Him about the days leading up to the Northborn Curse.Everyone got married and made it to adulthood.One of the first generations born following the Destroyer's defeat was His motHis.His own motHis was not as fortunate as his grandparents when it came to marriage.He was certain he would never find anyone in His house.His hope that Fohr was serious now makes his heart pound.

It's already past midnight.His skepticism grows.

He tries to get away from himself.

His friend is sitting next to him and consuming bone-in meat.He also wants to eat, but his stomach is too tight to take anything else.

He observes their respective patriarchs conversing with a nearby dragon trader.The dragon watches as his servant, a small imp with gray fur, imparts an apparently extremely intriguing message to the two elves.The enormous red beast occasionally speaks in a language that sounds like a growl, and whenever it does, its servant pauses and then translates his master's words for the elves.

The dragon itself is small for a rat.He can see its fur sparkle in the firelight.

Novi wants to touch it, but she doesn't want to because she respects the fire-breathing monster too much.Dragons are known for being extremely conceited and arrogant.The dragon in question appears to be young.He probably only has the treasure pouches strapped all over his body.He will trade them with the imp for food and more of his jewelry and trinkets to add to his collection.

In exchange for some gold and information, their patriarchs are probably trading a few things and the bodies of those they've killed for the dragon.

He listens to their conversations until, out of the corner of his eye, he spots someone approaching him.

Fohr is on his way straight for His.His chest almost bursts open from the force of his beating heart.

He is not shielded.

In fact, the only thing he has on is a pair of linen pants that are loose.Probably a part of the haul today.Burned skin still appears pink and slightly scarred on the left side of his chest and abdomen.

With small lips and a large nose, his face appears somewhat square.His backside is covered in his cream-white hair.During the battle, he had it in a ponytail, but now it falls freely.

Novi doesn't care that he isn't as tall as some of his elves or that he isn't the most attractive one.He more than makes up for it with his body.He has developed muscles that are clearly visible beneath his skin as a result of years of training as well as the extreme physical strain that comes with using magic.They stand out even more because of his thin elf body.It is the proper body of a force mage.

To stop them from talking, he has to bite his teeth.

He responds, "Hello Novi."

His friend looks at them as he drops his meat.Starting at Novi, Fohr stands to Hide.

In ancient times, a man would challenge a woman to a fight to demonstrate his worth to her and to test his strength.He would be worthy and they could wed if he defeated His.He would attack him to find out if he was worthy, and he would ask if he was worthy.

Now all he is doing is standing in front of His.remaining silent.

If he weren't half-naked, he wouldn't be here to challenge His.On the other hand, it might be some elaborate scheme to make Him look bad.He would be humiliated in front of everyone if He simply challenged him and he refused.However, if he accepts, he would be one of the fortunate few to have a true love.

Novi decides to slap him to break the awkward silence.They draw attention from everyone in the vicinity.Prove your worth,” Novi replies to a question he hasn't asked him yet.He does not flinch despite the surprise attack.His face starts to smile.

Novi thinks for a moment that he will tell His to "sod off."He knows he's about to laugh about how special he thought he was.To inquire as to why He considers a life mage to be so insignificant and not particularly skilled to be the sole individual in the world to be His.

"Let's move."He gestures toward a nearby wooded area.Whatever it was that made him shy has vanished.

As he follows him to the clearing, his ears ring and his stomach feels like a solid block of stone.He knows that a few people are following them.

They are already awaiting the arrival of an elderly elf.As a helmet, he is wearing a stag's head.He must be from Fohr's house because Novi does not recognize him.

He looks up and down at His.He realizes that He is still dressed appropriately.The majority of His armor is taken off as quickly as possible.After that, he makes a wave for them to stand on opposite sides of the clearing.As he takes up his position, he can feel everyone's gaze on him and hear his own heartbeat.