Chapter 9: Doctor Kaos
"What the fuck is that!" Damien yelled, gawking at his bare chest.
The doctor, too. His eyes widened, and he looked curious as he stood and walked around his desk to get a clear view.
"Marvelous," he blurted out, much to Damien's dismay.
"What do you mean 'marvelous'? My skin is cracking, damnit!" Damien cried, his eyes watering at the sight before him.
Where there had been delicate skin this morning, there was now a sleek layer that looked like scales surrounded by a deep red blush spreading to Damien's neck and belly. The boy hesitantly touched it, expecting to feel the coarseness once his fingers ran over it, but to his surprise, it was quite soft.
"Turn around for me, please," the doctor urged Damien, and he followed his instruction, surprised by the sudden chivalry he was showing.
Without wasting any moment, he ran his fingers over Damien's chest, a knavish look in his eyes when he reached the space where the gem was resting.
It was glowing a dim golden color that was only visible when one looked closely, and if they had eyes as sharp as Damien's—who was beginning to notice it now—they'd see a strange, almost transparent smoke-like substance emitting from the gem and seeping into Damien's chest.
'So that's what Ahara tried to warn me about,' Damien thought to himself, trying so hard not to curse out loud.
He should have listened to her warning and not put the damned artifact around his neck. That was a stupid move for someone who knew his sister wasn't a normal human.
'I had one job,' Damien sighed in his head, feeling a tug come from his neck.