As Finn's identity began clarifying… solidifying… The divinity also began to shed the essence of Garuda, attuning instead to Finn's new identity.
And on the outside, the first immediately noticeable change was seen on the mask on his face.
What had been crude wood, a simple devil-face picked up from a market stall, began to transform as Finn forced the divine essence to recognize its new owner.
Solarius stepped back as Finn transformed, and for the first time, wariness flickered in his expression.
The wood grain on the mask smoothed, then hardened. Color bled away until the mask was pure, bone-white, framed by edges that morphed into a void-like black. It melted into his skin, fusing until it was no longer a simple prop, but a feature, a permanent symbol of his heretical nature, an immediately recognizable mark of an entity existing in the spaces between definitions.
Error made manifest. Divinity corrupted and reforged.
