To Sealameet's dismay, he got a new room, one on the second floor that he would have to fix up to block out the light of the outside world. At least on the bright sides of things so far it appeared he did not have to worry about anyone else being with him. Upon reaching the room. He locked the door behind him and placed the image he had found next to him earlier on a small nightstand next to his bed. His final moments of being himself coming to an end. He let out a disappointed sigh before beginning to ultimately shift to a human form that would allow him to blend in with the many others of the school that passed by him by day. No difference would come from his shifting of shape, they still would fill some presence and stay clear and the one part he could never change about himself when he became human was the crimson red color of his eyes that normally were hidden away in his true form.

Even in his human form he looked somewhat out of place, one of those people on the fringes of most groups who stuck to themselves. His black hair was hidden under a beanie mostly while he wore a combination of a shirt, which was then covered by a hoodie, and on top of that a denim vest covered with varying pins that contained band names. His legs were covered by jeans that were somewhat tattered in appearance with a pair of snickers. His now human skin was mostly untouched besides a scar that was on the center of his chest that was hidden at all times, along with a few tattoos. The tattoos consisted of the Latin phrase Vereor Nox on his left shoulder while on going down his right arm were two dragons representing ying and yang intertwined. Upon inspecting his human form to be sure he was fully changed, he left the room swiftly, once more passing by other students as much as he would in his true form but now feeling as if he was chained and imprisoned.