Akira’s Visit

Without hesitation, I bit into my own wrist, opening a vein. I poured my blood into the girl's wound, mixing it with her own. The blood flowed together, a dark red liquid that seemed to pulse with life.

As I watched, the girl's body began to change. Her eyes fluttered open, and she gasped in pain. But then, her body relaxed, and she slept.

I knew that the transformation had begun. The girl's body was healing, her wounds closing as her cells were rewritten by the power of our mixed blood.

But I also knew that this came with a cost. The girl would no longer be fully human. She would be an hybrid, like me, with the power of the elements and the strength of the beast.

I sat beside her, watching as her body healed. I knew that this was just the beginning of a new journey, one that would take us both down a path of discovery and danger.