_Chapter 12: The Transformation_
Ethan's world was turned upside down after listening to Marcus's story. The revelation that the government was involved in his family's death left him reeling. He felt like he was staring into the abyss, with no way out. The weight of this truth crushed him, and he locked himself in his room, drowning in disbelief.
But even in the midst of despair, a spark within him refused to die. He told himself he would avenge his family's death, no matter what it took. The fire of revenge burned brighter with each passing day, fueling his determination.
It was then that a small stone fell through his window, triggering a chain reaction of memories. The 17th-century warrior's training and techniques flooded his mind, igniting a transformation within him.
Ethan trained relentlessly for two years, pushing his body to its limits. He built his strength, speed, and agility, honing his skills until he became a force to be reckoned with. His calculated approach left a trail of bodies, and fear spread through the corrupt network.
As he trained, Ethan's anger and hatred consumed him. He vowed to give back what they had taken from him, to make them suffer. He would start from the bottom up, killing their families in front of them, their wives, brothers, and sisters. The thought of slow torment was all he could imagine, as he felt powerless against the government.
But with each passing day, Ethan's confidence grew. He was becoming the monster he needed to be to take down his enemies. His body was transformed, rippling with muscles, and his mind was sharpened, focused on revenge.
After two years of training, Ethan stood tall, his eyes burning with determination. He was ready to unleash hell on those who had destroyed his family. The strength of the 17th-century warrior coursed through his veins, and he was unstoppable.
Ethan's transformation was complete. He was no longer the grieving son, but a force of nature, driven by his desire for revenge. And nothing would stand in his way.