I was floating in a white landscape. I could see my breath billowing out in front of me, yet I'm not in the least bit cold. Just numb.
If I didn't know any better I would have thought I was about to meet 'Truth' from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. No matter how many fanfictions I have read when I was still a teenager, it's still a story. So the only plausible explanation would be...
"So...this is death, the afterlife or whatever? I wonder why it's all just...white." My voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper, but it soothed me. The effects of my voice, MY voice was my breathing and heartrate slowed.
I pulled myself up into a sitting position and immediatly grabbed my head. My ears pounded as the blood started flowing throughout my body. I grasped for something solid to grab a hold on to.
My eyes snapped open when I felt something HOT run up my hand. I glanced at the appendage and I stared at in fear. My hand was touching a large red pillar that was glowing a deep crimson. I glanced around and saw two more pillars. One was a light sky-blue while the other was a dark emerald.
Another wave of heat ran up my hand and then further up my arm. Another blast followed and soon the fire had spread throughout my entire being. My mouth was open in a silent scream and I felt myself give into the fire.
That's when I turned, changed, transformed, whatever you want to call it.
I felt my bones move under my skin, shifting so that my arms merged with my shoulder blades. My neck popped and cracked, lengthening and moving so that my head was three times as far from my shoulders as it had been. My nose and jaw started growing towards each other, my skin stretching for a second before the bones broke through.
Slowly my eyes moved slightly towards the sides of my face, my vision becoming sharper and my now uneeded glasses slipped off my face. I shrieked in pain when i felt my tailbone lengthen for a minute before it branced off. My legs popped out of their sockets and shifted closer to my stomach. I felt my fingers being pulled back into my hand.
That's when the feathers started growing. I took one look at the crimson feathers and passed out.
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