Blood Is a Decision
The fight was messy.
Ugly.
Human.
Kael died twice more before it ended.
Each death hurt worse than the last.
Each resurrection chipped away something fragile inside him.
When it was over, he stood alone among the dead.
[Soul Weight: Sufficient]
[Evolution Available]
Three paths appeared.
None led back to being human.
Kael stared at the burning corpses.
At the world that had already decided he was expendable.
"…I won't crawl anymore," he said.