There was a reason Kazreth felt that something was deeply wrong with the boy standing before him.
Max was no longer the same.
His body had transformed completely, no longer resembling flesh, bone, or even energy in any familiar sense. Instead, it looked like a vast sea of twinkling stars condensed into a humanoid form. Countless points of light shimmered within him, each one glowing softly yet carrying an unfathomable depth, as though entire galaxies were contained within his being.
It was as if the cosmos itself had taken shape.
Behind his head, a strange divine symbol appeared.
It glowed with a deep blue radiance that was both calm and overwhelming. At times, it seemed to form a perfect triangle. In the next moment, it shifted into a circle, then into shapes that defied clear definition. Its form could not be fixed, and its brilliance made it almost impossible to comprehend.
Max stood there, motionless for a brief moment, as he tried to understand what had just happened.
