Alex stepped out of the shower, water cascading down a body that no longer felt entirely mortal. His skin gleamed faintly under the light, his muscles moving with effortless precision.
Even his hair... thicker, darker, alive with sheen... looked stronger than it had half an hour ago.
He'd already been healthier than any mortal alive… but now, his very biology had ascended beyond that definition.
He grabbed a towel... the fabric felt rougher against his enhanced senses, every thread distinct... and wrapped it around his waist with hands that moved with supernatural precision.
The bathroom mirror was fogged with steam, but a single swipe of his palm cleared it instantly.
And then he froze.
The man staring back at him... was him. And wasn't.
His face was the same. Same features, same bone structure, same eyes.
But everything else...
He'd thought he was in good shape before. Peak human, the system had said. 20 in Body.
He'd been proud of that...
But now?
