Changes
Silas had no idea how much time had passed since he entered the Evolution Capsule.
Inside, time seemed irrelevant—an endless, formless void. The usual rhythms of life, the ticking of clocks, the shift of day into night, all of that had become meaningless.
The third time he lost consciousness, he had expected to wake up disoriented. But nothing could have prepared him for the sheer scale of the changes happening within him.
When his awareness slowly returned, it was as if he had been thrust into an entirely different state of being. His mind had been unleashed into a chaos of visions and knowledge.
Memories flooded his senses, but they were not his own. They were foreign, strange, and yet familiar in a way that left him disoriented.