Jace's hand burned as the world flashed white, as if his phone had exploded! This was Jace's first thought, until the whiteness continued to envelop him and the burning pain seared up his arm and over his entire, shaking form. Jace felt as though he were naked, and realized that his clothing was now disintegrating and leaving his stocky form exposed, his shaggy hair blowing in an unseen and unfelt wind.
Jace then felt a snap and twist as his flesh began bubbling and shifting before his eyes. Jace moaned, gripping his head as the memories Jace had gained over his many lives twisted, twirled and faded. All the various memories rose up and down from Jace's subconscious and began rapidly blurring the lines of his identify. Then there came a pain as his features continued to change. Limbs began to lengthen, shrink and gain and then lose muscle. Reality was unable to decide who Jace was, and now he were in for a ride. So everything continued to spin and rotate faster and faster, his skin still burning and boiling until suddenly BANG!
Jace slammed to the floor with a painful thud. His body ached all over and to the very bone, but slowly that sensation faded. Carefully Jace crawled to all fours and tried to catch himself. It was here Jace noticed his long and thin hands. They were only slightly hairy, with a few faint hairs variable under direct lighting. His arms, he realized, were longer with his forearms being notably thinner with a dusting of long, dark hairs - although his biceps were large and overall impressible. Standing up Jace decerned you had to be taller than his Greek body. His hairy thighs were massive, but then his legs slimed down below. His skin was a deep tan, not like his last body no. This was darker, more a caramel color than before. His hair still consisted of thick curls, but had more of a tightness to it. Analyzing his handsome face, a jawline thick with shaggy stubble that felt almost unbecoming, he saw a face who's ethnicity he couldn't quite place.
His hairy chest was thick with massive muscle, clearly implying a built of someone who focuses heavily on the chest, yet neglects still his arms and legs retained a strange thinness to them. Scratching his hairy ass, he realized he was naked and standing in his Jockish dorm room. Perhaps reality was still chaining...but into what? Who was he now?