'I thought that I knew how it felt to be a hammer, but that was my old definition. Ever since I've condensed my Divine Consciousness, my experience of existence has deepened. Using the Elemental as a proxy can't compare to the real thing.'
Kyle looked at his hammer, his Avatar.
It was deep black and had a metallic sheen. It was nice, big, heavy, and unfathomably hard. If a different person were to look at the hammer, they would feel immense pressure and awe. The hammer felt almost otherworldly. It was like it had descended from a higher world.
Almost nobody would dare to even touch it. Just the thought of touching it would wake intense feelings of danger in the onlooker. Yet, the onlooker also felt like they needed to touch it. They would feel like they would gain the power to conquer the world if they could control the hammer.
The hammer was just as alive as Kyle was, but it couldn't do everything he could. After all, it did not have a human body.
