It was the first time that Omega had to take care of such a young Ghoul, one who also carried the lunar lineage, an almost extinct species whose nature was deeply connected to the phases of the moon. And today, as it could not be otherwise, it was a full moon.

The young Ghoul did not stop moving, his eyes shining with a supernatural intensity, reflecting the lunar light that filtered through a small window at the top of the chamber. His energy was almost palpable, vibrant, uncontrollable. He paced back and forth, muttering incomprehensible words, touching ancient objects with an insatiable curiosity that bordered on anxiety.

Omega knew he had to stay calm, but even for him, used to dealing with the unusual, this situation was a challenge. He slowly approached the young Ghoul, measuring his every movement so as not to further upset his already volatile state.

"Listen," Omega said in his deep, soothing voice.* —I know that you feel the moon inside you, that the energy surpasses you.

The young Ghoul looked at him with a mixture of challenge and incomprehension. His breathing was rapid, almost panting, and his teeth bit into Omega's tail.

—Little demon...! Omega sighed and decided to take a more direct approach. He placed a firm but gentle hand on the young Ghoul's shoulder, forcing him to stop and look him in the eyes.