Chapter 5: The Metamorphosis Lucifer stumbled toward the bathroom, his movement feeling strangely...

Chapter 5: The Metamorphosis Lucifer stumbled toward the bathroom, his movement feeling strangely fluid, as if the usual friction of his own body had simply evaporated. He felt light—dangerously light. "Stupid dream," he muttered, reaching for his toothbrush. "Making me feel like I actually accomplished—" CRACK. He didn't even put pressure on the plastic handle, but it snapped in his grip like a dry twig. He stared at his hand. His fingers were longer, the skin clear and pale skin.