Human-based

Andrev closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he let the world fade away, he could hear Kana’s voice in his mind, whispering and laughing, Pretty butterfly, pretty boy.

Pretty monster.

The first time he’d done it, he’d been terrified out of his mind, excited and confused. Now it was a mechanical task. It was agonizing, too, the shift of bones and muscle, sinew and tendon. Every time Andrev’s body changed shape, it reaffirmed what he was - a monster.

Maybe a human-based monster, because he had to anchor himself in human form between every change.

Not anymore.