Ethan, confused and disoriented by the suddenness of his transmigration, felt as though he were dreaming. To confirm his suspicions, he returned to the single sleeper bed and closed his eyes, seeking the refuge of sleep. When he awoke,
Ethan realized that his transmigration into the fearsome Asha Hellbound was not a dream, but a startling reality. His mind raced with questions as he lay on the single sleeper bed, unable to process the magnitude of this change. It felt like a story ripped from a comic or novel, the stuff of legends come to life.
Asha's brutal reputation and godly power echoed in Ethan's mind, as he grappled with the thought of sharing a body with a being descended directly from Hades himself.
Ethan's mind reeled with this revelation, and he was reminded of the novel he had read in his previous life. The idea of demigods and first generation Gods had been confined to the realm of fiction, yet here he was, inhabiting the very embodiment of these myths.
Asha Hellbound, a character born of the pages of a novel , was now more than just a story. He was flesh and blood, a living, breathing force to be reckoned with, and Ethan had been given the staggering task of harnessing his power.
Ethan was now Asha Hellbound, a first generation God with untold powers at his fingertips, yet he felt woefully unprepared for the responsibility that came with such a title. Every touch, every breath, every movement was laden with the weight of his divine heritage.
He could feel the menacing tattoos that adorned his skin, their presence a constant reminder of the violent legacy that now ran through his veins. He was a living embodiment of fear, the embodiment of Hellbound himself.
Unlike the demigods, whose bloodlines had been diluted through the centuries, Asha was a first generation God, with a direct connection to the Olympian pantheon. His divine power was untainted, raw, and untamed. Where demigods drew from a limited well of power, Asha's strength was only limited by his own imagination and ability to harness it.