"Hmm, since am dead this means I can't get tired so I can just run freely." He thought out loud
He stopped and started doing a few stretches, hopping around a bit to psych himself so that he can be able to finally push to his limits.
The human body has a natural limit that it uses to inhibit the person when it is close to limits that can break it. Now living inside a body for almost two decades and a half can make the mind, spirit, and soul get used to that.
And he didn't want that right here and now!
He started with a light jog, he wanted to test the friction provided by this fur. And to his relief, there was no slipping from the soft and smooth fur, if anything it felt as if he was running on the best track field with the best running shoes ever.
So he picked up speed, he couldn't feel any wind at all. But the fields started to blur.
This was not his max yet, he had to push more. There was no need for air, nor to breathe. But he took a gulp of air and rushed forward!
He could feel and hear his heartbeat in his chest, it thumped fast, normally he would keep this speed for a good 3 minutes before his body demanded to stop. Instead, there was a small tingly feeling right in the center of his chest, it then spread throughout his body and covered his body in warmth.
It told him that he can still go, and so he did and tapped within its well of power that it gladly offered.
Then everything was a blur. It was at this time that he began to feel the air push against him, the wild rushing wind howling by his ears.
And he enjoyed it!
The feeling of the wind brushing by him, the strength in his legs, and the power of his heart that he began to hear his heart drumming in his chest.
It continued its urging, no, begging him to pull more. It wanted to prove to him that it was his to command and it will obey. He could feel the massive reserves that enticed him with their goodness, the power and strength unbound, all his to summon, and wield as he deemed, please!
His face had a large smile as he drew from it, drawing from it like a dying man in the desert that had finally found an oasis.
And it was glorious!
ROOARRR!
An inhuman bellow left his mouth in a form of a thunderous roar as he couldn't hold it in anymore when he felt his body bathed in the power and energy that surged from his very being like he could rend the earth and tear the sky, it felt strong, fast but also savage, wild and untamed!
And it was his!
"HAHAHA!!" A burst of deep beast-like laughter echoed in the air all across the field, making them ripple gently like a pond.
He didn't know when he stopped but he noticed that his point of view was elevated, as his current perception was higher than before.
However, he could also feel his heart beating like massive drums of war, heralding a call of battle and conquest as the beating of his heart send waves upon waves of power and strength that promised a glorious taste of victory no matter the foe!
"This is a fantastic feeling! But what am I though?" He asked to no one in a deep guttural voice that was very powerful and intimidating which he ignored as he lifted his arms.
He looked at his arms with wide eyes of wonder and amazement, they really had fur, short fur that was very close to the skin, like that of a wild animal such as a cat, a short-haired cat or dog, and had the same golden color as the vast field that sat around him.
He still had five fingers, but there were black wicked looking claws that shone with a metallic glen attached to each of his fingers.
He also noticed that his nose was longer much like a snout of some beast as well as a few whiskers on both sides filled with sharp finger-sized teeth and even larger and longer canines that made a metal-like sound as he gently touched them with his claws.
"What is going on? Am now some sort of bipedal beast?" He asked once more to no one as he gaze at his new form, he looked down at his form and noticed the heavy muscular physique that was filled with power, speed, and ferocity of a beast that he was now with a magnificent 8 pack, his chest and torso had unbelievable muscles on it that should only exist in fiction.
His feet had four large toes that had dagger-like claws, with a fifth toe just higher like that of an animal or some velociraptor. His legs were not in the same form as they did when he was human and what was crazy was that they looked like he had never missed leg day for over 100 years!
His entire body was littered with sculpted muscles that befitted a beast like him, each one full of the explosive power of speed and strength that couldn't be hidden beneath the golden brown fur covering its entire body.
But it was not all black as he saw a strand of black hair on the side of his face, he trailed it blindly and found that it was from his head, to be precise it was all around the side of his head except his face and it even flowed freely to just above his chest.
Touching his chin for a moment under impulse, he noted that it was very thick and soft too.
So much so that he couldn't help but stroke it absentmindedly.
Then he felt another extension of his limps behind him and saw that it was a tail, a long golden-brown tail with a black tuft of hair at the end.
That was then that he knew what he was, with a beastly smile he spoke, "I'll be damned! A lion, or in this case a werelion. This is freaking awesome."
He could still feel the unbelievable might coursing through his very being, he could feel even more untapped power hidden in his heart also longing to be called forth upon.
And that he did, he closed his eyes and reached deep within himself. He wanted to see his limits, this was in him so it must be his.
Earlier before he called forth this form, he felt this power hidden deep within his body like water inside a well that needed to be drawn out. Now he had drawn everything out, normally the well would be empty until it recharges again or he lets his current hold on his power go to return back into the well.
But now at this time, he sensed something else deeper in this empty well that also called out to him.
It too wanted to be released and show itself to him, but this one was tricky as if it wanted to test him, it was not as obedient as the first power.
"Heh! As long as it is coming from me, it is my power! There is nothing to fear, now come out!" With a howling bellow, he went deep into himself, where it laid.
'Come on now Henry, it is your power, whatever it is that is calling you and I'll be damned if you don't receive it!' He called to himself in the darkness that had suddenly surrounded him.
Henry felt it within this pitch blackness, there was no sound, nor smell. But he called it, called it to come to him whatever it was and he will receive it with open arms and a whole heart, with no hesitation.
And it responded when he heard a snapping sound of chains breaking.
Many would call him irrational at this time, why accept this? It is unknown, it came out of nowhere and there was no doubt that it was dangerous and could change him.
His answer to all that would be;
I don't care!
Firstly, there was nothing more for him than to wait for death and she has come already, well if this was death anyway, so why go all frightened.
He didn't think for long as he immediately heard a low beastly growl and a glowing gold light came rushing towards him at blinding speed, he didn't flinch but welcomed it with open arms and heart!
The moment the light hit him he snapped his eyes open and focused on a spot in front of him.
The fur that was previously swaying gently had stopped and all of it standing rigid and it all started to glow, that was not all as there was suddenly a tremor that went off from below the ground of this fur, instantly all of it began to undulate and move as if they were called towards one spot, in front of him.
Soon all of the furs from miles upon miles from all around swiftly came together forming a large ball of fur that kept getting bigger and bigger.
Within moments Henry saw the ball of fur become as high as a 4-story building, and the ground below him had vanished as it was also fur and had merged together with the ball in front of him.
When all the fur from miles around had all vanished and became the ginormous ball, he noticed that the ball had started to glow.
It was as if he was looking at a gentle less blinding sun, but with swaying fur. Then it began to uncurl itself, Henry saw a large tufted tail first, then a gigantic paw. Followed by three others, all had gigantic and scary-looking claws!
"HAHAHA!" Henry suddenly burst into a mad fit of laughter as he spread his arms wide open as if to welcome this beast, no, not a beast.
This was him!
Having finally completed uncurling itself, Henry saw that it was indeed a lion.
About 400m in height from paw to back and a good 700m in length from nose to tail. Sculpted with powerful muscles and claws, a thick fiery golden mane, and had sharp blade protrusions from its elbows, shoulder blades, and tail. It was glorious, majestic, and divine; a true king of beasts as it radiated a power unlike anything before.
Roar!
If Henry's werelion form could shake the ground, this one was so loud and powerful that he was sure that it could tear the earth apart and blow up clouds in the earth.
A true testament to the saying; destroying the earth and rending skies.
With a maniacal and ecstatic grin on his face, Henry walked forwards as if he was on the pure ground. Shifting back to his normal form, he reached his hand out to it, the gigantic golden lion lowered its massive head to him that obscuring his entire vision with nothing but a mouth full of teeth even bigger than trees and piercing bright blue eyes that seemed like powerful compact blue stars.
"Marvelous! So this is the power deep within me? This is fantastic!" He spoke softly, but the large smile on his face couldn't be removed. With that, he touched its gigantic nose, full of acceptance that this here was all his power!
All Henry saw was a bright light that covered him as well as a massive power that seeped into his body from all angles, he didn't refuse nor stop it at all.
After a while, everything went dark.