Living Ink
It's been three days since Ezra ascended. He had later learned that he'd been missing for five days. He'd spent the day after his ascension relaxing and filling his wives in on all that had happened. He told them about his new soul and the fact that he had gotten it from Valaren but left out his death and the details of his mission.
Now, Ezra walked through the streets of the city alongside Olivia and Gen, their steps purposeful as they headed toward a special tattoo parlor. This wasn't just any parlor. It was run by a vampire known for his skill in creating tattoos that would eventually be infused with vitality and brought to life as powerful monsters. They had decided that it was better to increase his monster count as soon as possible.