"Am I human?"
Uriel was almost entirely sure that he was, but at the same time, he had his doubts.
His relationship to the Horrors and their desire for him made him quite confused, but his body's resonance with corruption was even more shocking.
Was he some sort of human-horror hybrid?
Sensing his intent, the entity answered.
"You are not entirely one. You are a Human Nephilim with three racial roots. Your existence has gained the attributes of a Horror due to the Rot, so you are also partially a high-tier sort of Horror."
"But it seems you also carry the blood of a rather powerful Spirit, as this blood has been battling against your Horror nature and has kept you balanced as it stabilised your Human genes."
Just as Uriel thought it'd be over, the entity continued.
"An entity such as yourself, under normal circumstances, should have been dead before seeing the light of day."
