Becoming one with his Lycanthropy Disease, becoming a werewolf in the truest sense, becoming an existence beyond wizards—that was the goal Fenrir Greyback had always wanted to achieve.
He was different from many cowardly Werewolf Wizards. Those Werewolf Wizards only ever thought about suppressing themselves. They never tried to understand themselves, nor did they try to understand "Lycanthropy Disease."
They only felt that "Lycanthropy Disease" was a curse, a misfortune that happened at every full moon.
The "model" among those Werewolf Wizards was Remus Lupin, bound by so-called dogma, trying to suppress and hide his "Lycanthropy Disease," spending his days dodging and hiding, trying to win sympathy that way.
Too stupid!
Embracing "Lycanthropy Disease" and becoming a higher existence—that was what Werewolf Wizards should pursue.
"Lycanthropy Disease" had never been a curse, but a gift, the necessary and only key to freeing wizards from their fragile skin!
Even though Fenrir Greyback, like other Werewolf Wizards, could only transform at the full moon, and could not think during the transformation.
But when he woke up the next day, he could recall everything the transformed werewolf had experienced, recall that feeling of being reborn after his body's limits were shattered by "Lycanthropy Disease."
The reason he had such thoughts was because he was a beneficiary of this rebirth.
Fenrir Greyback remembered very clearly what kind of person the Werewolf Wizard who had infected him with "Lycanthropy Disease" had been.
He had been a bony, seemingly frail Werewolf Wizard. Though he was as thin and weak as a skeleton, after transforming into a werewolf he possessed incomparably powerful strength. Without a doubt, this was a miracle.
He remembered that after being bitten, he had passed out from excessive blood loss. He had thought he was going to die, yet he had woken up