A tall, oddly distorted shadow moved swiftly through the building's hallway, each lightbulb above him exploding loudly every time the figure dashed under it. After a few seconds of this game, the figure suddenly slammed into a wall, with the wall temporarily corroding and burning away to reveal the figure, but this time he was seeable as a human - an odd 'human', that is.

Daron looked back at the abundance of glass an such he had left behind in one of the abandoned corridors of Avria High. Hardly anyone ever came here - just a few janitors with nothing to do but look back at the times where a yellow-eyed punk wouldn't break their shit. "Hah. Losers." the teen muttered, raising a hand. A baseball-shaped sphere formed instantly, a sickly yellow, with a crimson wisp coming from it's core. With childlike ignorance, Daron kicked open a window before leaping out, throwing the sphere of Chaos into the corridor just as he disappeared into a Daedra Rift.

Reappearing in an empty classroom in one of the more active districts, Daron glanced out of the window, just as the abandoned building combusted in fiery yellow and red energy, poisonous miasma drifting through the busted windows. The miasma gathered above the ruined building, depicting a glowing picture of Daron, with his snarky grin and glowing eyes. This time, however, his skin was crimson-red, and he had multiple horns coming from his cranium, wickedly sharp.