That was the best moment he had ever experienced. His entire life had never felt satisfying until this very second. He stared down at his hands as though he were looking at the hands of a god.
He thought to himself that he was finally a normal being in this old globe. His power was still severely limited, but he had opened a massive gate, and all he had to do now was step through it and do whatever was necessary for his survival.
He had been stepped on in both of his lives, bullied, hated, judged, misunderstood... but all of that was long gone now.
He was no longer that helpless, poor Seth Johnson who had been murdered without mercy. Now, he was Isiah Duncan.
That name might not carry glamour or prestige around here, but it was his name nonetheless.
In the beginning, he hadn't possessed what it took to accomplish his goals, but now, no one was going to stop him.
