King Andrew's POV.
I am in a sitting position, my legs are crossed just before me, my eyes are closed. I focus my attention within myself, searching closely within my mind, and my soul.
I can sense the Vampirism in me, its wake and presence as if it has it own body. In the situation that I am in, it certainly has.
I am, in the physical world, someone who's meditating, but mentally, there is so much more.
I open my eyes, knowing that I've reached to getting up the peak. My monster comes out of me with a blurry glow of scarlet red, having the same face and body as me. This initial body he had came from is just the main flesh holding all of my powers.
Holding all my powers of being a Vampire, a Werewolf, and a witch, though that last one isn't a discovered part yet. So, I concentrate
