Outside the pod, High Priest Cain watched the vital signs displayed on monitors, assessing whether this candidate would survive the initial phase. Zayne's heart rate had spiked dangerously, his blood pressure was fluctuating wildly, and his brain activity showed patterns consistent with extreme trauma.
But he was still conscious.
Still fighting.
Still holding onto life despite everything his body was experiencing.
"Good," High Priest Cain murmured.
"You have strength. Now let's see if you have the will to use it."
He adjusted controls, and the Genesis essence infusion rate increased. Zayne's body convulsed more violently, his silent scream visible in the contortion of his features, his essence meridians glowing through his skin as they were forcibly transformed.
