Oliver quickly shook his head at such thoughts. Instead, his mind wandered to an explanation for the sudden and unexpected change in his appearance. He couldn't simply say, "My whole body changed due to a mysterious force and power. Moreover, these colors and features are now fully natural." Such a stupid and irrational claim would be shot down almost immediately. Moreover, he would be labeled as crazy. "Ugh, what the hell am I supposed to do?" Oliver wondered about his next course of action. He decided to simply ignore it for now as he didn't need to explain it any time soon. Instead, he wanted to understand the full extent of his new body!

Oliver immediately noticed the difference in height as most of his clothes became too small for him. Yet, such a change wasn't the most irksome; instead, the massive boost in strength was unstable. He had utterly crushed his door's handle when he opened the door to his bathroom earlier. He sighed slightly and couldn't help but fear his future.

After a few more destroyed door handles and struggles to find clothes that would fit him, Oliver finally headed to a place to fully check out his body. A massive outdoor training center stood in front of him; hundreds of people were either entering or leaving every minute, a grand training facility! At first, he didn't want to enter and simply admired the building; however, the stares he was receiving quickly made him enter with his head down. Quickly, he found himself at the front desk and talking to the receptionist.

"Hello, Sir! How may I help you?"

"I would like a private room for a few hours."

"Hmm, that might take——" the receptionist's eyes went wide, and a faint red hue covered her face. Swiftly, she continued, "Are you ready right now? We have a room open that you can use."

"Oh, really? Then, yeah, I'm free right now," Oliver responded as he couldn't help but marvel at his luck. He expected to have to wait for a few days, not merely minutes.

"Alright! I have you listed; you just need to pay. The total for a single private room for three hours will be $250. Any additional hour will cost you $25. Will you pay with cash or card?"

"Card." Oliver briefly responded and quickly tapped the card he had on hand to the scanner. After a small confirmation beep, he left the desk with a small key for a room a few halls down.

As he left, the crowd of people that had simply stopped with his presence seemed to resume. Most had been completely bewitched by his appearance, while others were stunned by his treatment compared to themselves. Although many of them had guesses and theories about his identity, every one of them had a single thing in common: he simply lived in a different world from them.

Oliver was inside the room; it was a spacious, large room that was missing its roof. The floor was a pristine white with a single rectangle of grass at the opposite side of the door. However, he ignored it and focused his eyes on the various machines and devices inside the room. He smiled at the various machines that he never even thought about using with his past pathetic self. Now, however, he was a different self.

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Quickly, he went to the first machine. It was really simple, as it was a simple punching bag. Oliver knew his strength was simply pathetic; now he wanted to know how much it had changed. He put his fists up towards his neck and bent his knees slightly. He took a single step and twisted his body slowly as his fists shot through the air. His fist made contact with the small ball in front of him, and it went flying.

Boom!

A loud echo resulted from the clash as Oliver's fists deformed the metal punching bag, and the machine displayed an astonishing figure:

870 Mortal Force.

An amount that could dent metals and even cause significant damage to a human's body. Its strength was close to high-tiered athletes and was even bordering on supernatural! Yet, the shock had merely started for the day.

Oliver began the rest of his tests and noticed that his body had reached the levels of top athletes. He had been able to run close to 25 miles per hour. His stamina reached bottomless levels and even seemed endless. His body had reached a perfect state of flexibility with no limit to his joints' range of motion. However, the scariest and most unbelievable enhancement was the massive improvement in brain activity! His mind seemed to process information at inhuman speeds and accuracy. His body seemed to possess a beastly instinct, and he even noticed a massive improvement in his senses. Lastly, his body seemed to move with the slightest intention, with his inhuman reaction speed that reached a mere 0.1 of a second.

Oliver was sitting in the training room with broken machines and patches of destroyed areas around him. His hand rested on his chin slightly, and he wondered, "Am I not human anymore?"

Oliver knew at the moment he was still in the realm of humanity. A point that separated the natural from the supernatural. A wall of universal truth that couldn't be overcome with talent, effort, or even time. Yet, although he didn't know whether it was due to the uncanny situation he found himself in or the massive improvement in his senses and brain activity, he didn't believe he was at his limit. He knew of a few incidents that humanity had seen that were believed to be of a supernatural nature. Hell, some were believed to be the origin of the natural by the supernatural.

Yet, Oliver found himself as definitive evidence of the supernatural's existence. A complete transformation of his appearance and body. Unknown limits and a body that couldn't be owned by any human. An appearance that was divine. A curse that was demonic. Moreover, a weird feeling of something touching and feeling his skin like lustful hands!

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