White light flowed out of Zach like a wave and a thunderclap drove all other sound into oblivion. The being with Avner’s face was reduced to nothing. The floor of the pit began to ungulate underneath Zach as a searing heat presented itself in his chest. A second later Zach hunched over in pain. CRACK... CRA-CRACK... CRACK!! Zach's body began to convulse and his bones began to fracture as the heat inside his chest flowed into his shattered bones. When the heat had subsided his bones began to set and heal. As the last of his bones finished healing his skin began to bubble and dissolve off his body, exposing the muscles, connective tissue, and bones which had a shimmer of red within them. A yellow light began to flow through Zach's veins. When the light had passed through his veins his skin began to re-knit itself onto his body. The pain was excruciating as the nerve endings were regrown. Once all of his skin had grown back the yellow light faded and a tight tension asserted itself inside Zach's head. Cupping his head in his hands, Zach screamed as his brain rewired itself, during this Zach could see a blue tint in his vision, but like before once the pain subsided the irregular color disappeared. This entire transformation only lasted 30 seconds but to Zach it felt like hours and left Zach panting on the floor of the pit. He heard voices and hands were clasped around him when his hold on reality finally failed him and he plummeted into unconsciousness. Zach opened his eyes and was greeted by a horrific face. It had four eyes and giant mandibles, the face was connected to a large scaly body with six legs and a long tail.

“Hello Zach, it is nice to finally talk with you.” the creature said.

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Frozen with fright zach just laid there.

“I know my presence may be a little gruesome and unexpected but I can assure that you will not come to harm.” the creature said.

“What is happening? Who are you?” Zach said finally able to move his mouth.

“We are inside your subconscious and I am the Connection. You may call me Conn.” Conn said.

“What happened to me?” Zach asked.

“When the left side of your brain which is responsible for creativity is activated, the connection or the symbiosis between me, the energy and you, the host is stitched together allowing me to give you the power to survive and in return you harvest pure matter for me to consume.” Conn said.

“What made my left side of my brain activate? Why me?” Zach questioned.

“I picked you because you are the last person to have the Connection established within them.” Conn said.

“Wait what?” Zach said.

“Indeed, Humanity has lost the Connection because they have stopped using the left side of the brain. I can see everything you have ever done, thought, and felt. With what I have seen, you have the potential to help establish the Connection within humanity once more. Once you master the ability I have given to you I will give you the information needed on how to save humanity. Don’t fail me Zach, the fate of Torroth is in your hands” Conn said.

After Conn said that, Zach's vision went black once more and he opened his eyes to be met with reality.