I knew going in that I would lose some Titan blood. There was no avoiding that. Experiments at this level always demand a price.
But the loss wasn't meaningless.
Every failed test, every unstable reaction, every ruined sample brought me closer to the real answer—integration. Not storage. Not amplification. Not external use.
Internal.
The idea was simple in theory and horrifying in practice. Glyphs fail in the human realm because the Titan's influence doesn't exist here. Magic has no current to flow through. So what if… I became the current?
I didn't inject the Titan blood directly. That would've been sloppy. Inefficient. Fatal.
Instead, I infused an entire vial into a heart—prepared, stabilized, preserved with glyphs and medical science working in perfect tandem. Then came the hardest part.
I went to a hospital.
Convincing a surgeon to assist wasn't difficult. Money talks. Credentials help. Confidence seals the deal. I told them just enough to proceed and nothing more. They didn't need to understand what I was becoming—only how to keep me alive while it happened.
The transplant was agony.
Even under anesthesia, I felt it. Titan blood doesn't like being constrained. It burned as it bonded, pulsed as it synchronized, screamed as it rewrote me from the inside out. When I woke up, my chest felt like it had been split open by lightning and stitched together by fate itself.
For days, I couldn't move without pain. For nights, I barely slept. Every heartbeat felt too loud, too heavy—like something ancient was learning how to be human.
But then… it settled.
I stood alone in my lab, human world light pouring in through the windows. No glyph paper. No Titan nearby. No ambient magic.
I raised my hand.
Tapped the light glyph.
An orb of warm, steady light bloomed into existence.
Here.
In the human world.
I laughed—then gasped as pain flared through my ribs—but I didn't care. I had done it. The Titan blood coursed through my veins now, carried by my heart, synchronized with my soul. The glyphs responded to me.
Not the Isles.Not the Titan's corpse.Me.
I don't know what else it's done yet. Longer lifespan? Natural magic? Something worse? Something better? Time will tell.
But one thing is certain.
I broke one of the universe's rules.
And I am never going back.