A soft groan escaped Travis's lips as he slowly regained consciousness. The warm, tingling sensation spreading across his meridians told him something had changed—no, everything had changed. A dense flow of Essence Qi surged like a raging river through his Dantian, coursing wildly through his veins and bones, pushing against the fragile balance of his inner world.
But even through the haze of exhaustion, Travis could sense it—this Essence wasn't entirely his.
His eyes flickered open briefly before he winced, his body drenched in sweat. The potent energy gathering in his lower Dantian made him clench his jaw. The Yang Qi was overwhelming, aggressive, foreign. It pulsed with vitality, but carried a sharp edge that triggered unrest within his soul. His emotions began spiraling, bitterness welling up from deep within, bringing with it anger and frustration without cause.
It was then that he realized the truth.
