After carefully examining the letter and the vial, the boy sat down on a nearby rock, staring at the liquid inside the small glass bottle. The substance seemed to almost pulse, reflecting the faint moonlight. The idea of drinking it gave him a slight sense of unease, but curiosity and the need to understand his situation took over.

"The moment the liquid touched his tongue, he felt a strange sensation, as if an invisible mechanism had been activated."

A shiver ran down his spine. Why had that thought suddenly crossed his mind? He shook his head, dismissing it, and lifted the small bottle.

Gripping it tightly, he slowly brought it to his lips and drank it all in one go. The liquid had an indescribable taste—neither sweet nor bitter—but left a peculiar warmth spreading gradually through his body.

At first, nothing happened.

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Then, a sudden sense of pressure built up in his head. A slight throbbing pain hammered at his temples, followed by a burning discomfort in his eyes—particularly in the right one. He brought a hand to his face, clutching his eye with a muffled groan. The world around him seemed to tremble for a moment, as if reality itself was adjusting to something new.

He felt his heartbeat quicken. What the hell was happening?

He had to see what had changed.

Staggering to his feet, still panting, he approached a small body of water nearby. Under the starlight, the water clearly reflected his image. At first glance, he looked the same as always… until he noticed his right eye.

It had changed.

The color was different, now a striking and surreal hue, a shade that seemed to glow faintly in the darkness. A chill ran down his spine. What did it mean? Why only one eye?

He didn’t feel power coursing through his body, nor did he sense any strange abilities awakening within him. And yet, he knew that something had shifted. Even if he didn’t yet understand the significance of this alteration, one thing was certain: he had just taken the first step into the unknown.

"Perhaps it was just an impression, but for a moment, he had the eerie sensation that someone—or something—was watching his transformation. The game had just begun."