To undergo the process one time pushed Hex to his limits. To repeat it two more times? That meant breaking through his mental barriers.
'I can't…won't stop now. I just have to brace myself.'
Steeling his nerves at the following dawn, he repeated the process. Only, it turned worse the second time. He screamed in agony as his skin touched the fiery liquid. The first time the searing pain gradually spread through his body, giving him time to adjust to it. This time, however, the pain permeated through his core.
By the time he became aware of his surroundings, another day had almost passed.
'What happened?' He lay beside the tub, panting. A mixture of powerlessness and vitality filled him. He felt…alive. More so than ever. The world, and its wonders, felt closer than before. At the same time he couldn't move even a single finger.
