A Grand Entrance: The Wriggling Red God and Rule Power (Second and Third Updates)

But I have things I believe in, things worth doing. The voice in Gray's heart grew firmer. In the real world, an unprecedented ruthlessness surfaced in his blood-red eyes. This is something even Ryan can't do, at least not right now. I'll wreck your plan. Even if I can't, I'll make you pay a heavier price.

I'm the character you chose, the one who carries your story from one act to the next. As long as I haven't left the stage, I have a role to play. Then I'll leave the stage early!

Gray had made up his mind. Rather than follow the other man's lead, he would break the whole thing apart.

Was this body of his truly his own?

The wizard body the other man had made for him was bound to be riddled with hidden dangers.

And the man's words had already given away his purpose.

Gray had never imagined he would simply let him and Dianna go.

Then let it all end.

I can offer up my wizard body, my mind, and my soul in exchange for that freedom I can never have.

He brought his hands together. His fingers shifted through different gestures, each carrying a strange, singular beauty.

His Spiritual Power surged out of control. True Spirit Power was drawn from him and poured into the blood-red vortex behind him at an astonishing speed. Even his soul grew unstable, on the verge of being pulled inside.

The enormous blood-red hand thrust farther through the opening and into the Blood Battle Stairway Space, revealing a thick, knotted arm. Its watermelon-sized pores numbered well over a million. From every one emerged the head of a blood-red worm, its sharp mouth like a lamprey's, swaying like a flower.

"What are you doing?" For the first time, Andersen's