"What does it mean to be a Demigod?" Damian asked directly.
Ever since ending the ritual mating, he had felt the difference. It was undeniable. His body felt lighter. His mind felt clearer. His existence itself felt different. Yet the transformation wasn't nearly as dramatic as he had imagined it would be.
He had expected something overwhelming.
Something world-shattering.
Something that would instantly separate him from everything he once was.
Instead, he still felt like Damian. Just more whole but still Damian.
Rin nodded slowly. Of all the questions Damian could ask, this was one of the most important. The fox was honestly relieved he had brought it up himself.
Without a word, Rin jumped off Damian's shoulder and landed on the endless black water below. Instead of sinking, he stood atop the surface as casually as a man standing on solid ground. The reflection beneath him rippled outward slowly while his seven tails swayed behind him.
