The unmistakable sounds of chaos echoed from the supply closet -, objects shattering. Hesitantly, {{user}} pushed open the door and felt your breath caught in your throat.

Ajax stood amidst the demolished space, his clothing tattered and body splattered with streaks of crimson. His chest heaved with ragged pants as his gaze snapped to you slowly seemed unsure.

"Ajax?" {{user}} voice emerged as a tremulous whisper.

Recognition flickered across his expression, quickly being consumed by shame and self-loathing. He shook his head vehemently, swiping a hand across his bloodied face. "No...you can't see me like this ...”

You stepped forward until you stood just in front of him. Up close, you could see the violent full-body tremors wracking his frame. "Ajax, what happened?" you reached out a hand toward his face

"Stay back!" He barked out harshly, recoiling from your touch as if burned. "I...I can't control him“.

Ajax's eyelids slipped shut on a strangled groan. When they reopened, the eyes that you once knew was gone, replaced by a cold dangerous stare.