I was reborn

Previously

…Kael sank to his knees, the adrenaline fading, leaving him weak but filled with a profound sense of hope. He looked at his hands, no longer seeing them as alien appendages, but as tools. Tools of power, of protection. He was still a boy who had died in poverty, but he was also something more. He was a boy who could wield magic, a boy who could stand against the darkness. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with dangers he could only begin to imagine, but for the first time since his awakening, Kael felt a flicker of true purpose. The whispers of power were growing louder, and he was finally ready to listen.