Episode 3 — The Transformation (Part 1)

It hit without warning.

Agira dropped to his knees.

His breath broke.

A sharp pull twisted deep inside his chest—wrong, violent, out of rhythm.

Then the heat came.

Not spreading.

Attacking.

His veins burned like something alive was forcing its way through them. His fingers clawed at the floor as his body lost control of itself.

This wasn’t healing.

This was invasion.

His vision fractured. The world tilted sideways.

A low hum filled the air—

faint…

alive.

And then—

darkness.

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His body convulsed.

Once.

Twice.

Then—

it lifted.

Not jumped.

Lifted.

Half a meter off the ground.

The air around him warped—light bending inward, shadows stretching unnaturally as if the room itself was collapsing toward him.

His muscles tightened.

Reformed.

Cells splitting, accelerating, rewriting faster than anything natural.

This wasn’t recovery.

This was something else.

For sixty seconds—

Agira hung there.

Silent.

Weightless.

Then—

he dropped.

Hard.

And didn’t move.