Staring down at himself, he couldn't understand only one thing — what the hell happened? So, you mean... The body which he had before... Was it simply a carrier of his real self?

2 hour ago

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The fight between the Dark Squad and Voidria was terrifying. Even the Creator joined. This creature took all Friz's power to use it for themselves, yet it still lost. He didn't remember much — only after some kind of blue blow-up, when he shot the final hit, he fell down. Creator barely managed to catch him so he wouldn't hit his head (although half of his body was still hurting like hell). Once he woke up, he was in this form already.

His name wasn't Friz anymore — it never was.

His name was..

Shard.

Back to present...

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"The hell is this... Why am I looking different now? So this all... Wasn't even me myself?" — Shard thought to himself, trying to calm down his quickened heartbeat. Black hair, more demonic form, different clothes...

This all made him wince a bit. He didn't like that — at all. The only thing he wanted is to somehow get his past form. But he knew that his past body was just a carrier for his present one.

His ears twitched a bit once he heard footsteps — Creator. The one who saw everything by her own eyes and knew.

"Creator, explain, what is wrong with me?!" Shard grabbed Creator's shoulder, clearly panicked a bit. "Why am I... Different now?!"