Growing up and living a mundane life, Kaleb wakes up from a nightmare, only to find himself late for work, he rushes out decides to take a shortcut through a narrow alley, only for the ground to collapse beneath him. His life us thrown upside down when he wakes up in a strange bizarre landscape. As he navigates his way through it he stumbles upon a village in ruins, he is then dragged into a cart and left wondering what is happening in the world around him.
Kaleb hadn't given much thought to his body as the day wore on. He looked down, and his gaze lingered on his hands, but instead of the pain, there was only a steady almost intoxicating rush of energy. He balled his hands into a fist and relaxed them repeatedly as if testing the reality of his strength. His muscles responded faster almost before he could complete his thoughts, like an engine tuned to the perfect pitch, ready to roar at his command.
'...Is this…. Real?'
He recalled the spar with Cassie, the memory sharpened, vivid with the strain of that moment. Somehow, within the time it took for him to awaken and now, his body seemed to be recovering with a speed far beyond the capabilities of a normal human. It dawned on him with a sudden clarity that something fundamental within him was changing, and fast.
Maybe this could even explain the changes in his appearance.