That didn't happen.
His heart didn't start racing. Darkness didn't engulf his surroundings… Instead, something else happened.
His heart began to beat in a terrifying, unfamiliar rhythm. As if it were a different heart… or belonged to someone else.
He looked down at his own hand in shock and realized that black streaks were rapidly through his bloodstream and blood vessels. Looking down, he realized that the darkness was growing right out of his chest.
Parts of his suit were rapidly corroding, dissolving, and being replaced by darkness.
"…" He blinked. His eyes turned completely black.
It seemed he now understood how someone like Ghost saw the world. Something was tearing its way out of him, striving to change, subjugate, and possess.
To paint everything in black.
That was what power felt like.
'Is this… the power of the First Step?'
He sensed a field of strange energy before him. It was invisible and permeated everything around it.
