Aerin had woken up in the basement of his home, like he had instinctively wandered there in his sleep. It was quite bright down there for some reason, put he paid it no mind. Bumping in to his shelf as he woozily got up he'd knock off a couple glasses he had been storing there. They fell in what seemed like slow motion to him, his shadowy hand moving forward to grasp it. That's when he saw it, a shadowy, amorphous hand, like it couldn't decide how it wanted to look and shifted between a claw, a hand, just a formless stump, all sorts of things. The glass would bounce off his 'hand' and fall and shatter on the floor. The strangest feeling would wash over him as some of the glass went through him. It was then that he realized that he was no longer human, and also that the lights were completely off and he was seeing fine in near pitch black darkness. He needed to go find a mirror or something. "Keep it together Aerin" he'd huff a bit. It seemed he could control his state a little bit as long as he focused on it but when he finally made his way over to the door... it was locked! He made some efforts to force it with no luck, his new form wasn't to strong it seemed, despite all its new advantages, but then he realized something and tried just sticking his hand through. It went through with ease, so he jumped. The other side was blindingly bright though. It was almost painful, definitely uncomfortable. It only lasted a couple seconds though cause he'd immediate fall through the floor back in to the basement. Try number two went a lot better, stepping thought the door and just enduring the brightness of the hole where the wall used to be he made his way to the closest mirror. After darkening the room as best he could he took a look. What he saw was bizarre to say the least, he was some sort of shadowy creature, form shifting indecisively as he watched. His eyes glimmered a bright yellow, and he could even see a grey aura around himself. Focusing on it a bit though his eyes would flash and it suddenly turned a dark black. After an odd burning sensation in his hand he notices a strange mark on his unformed hand. He barely had time to figure out what he'd just done when the roof collapsed right on top off him, a bookshelf from above. He barely reacted in time. As he crawled out through it, he felt the mark burn again, then it vanished. He'd check the mirror again to find his coloring a little brighter that before and the aura grey again. His eyes flashed at himself again and the aura went white this time and that familiar mark returned. "Ah, god damn it, mirrors are bad." He said, trying to step away to somewhere safer only to trip over a book. It fell open before him to a very intriguing picture of an eastern dragon. The mark burned away again, but that mattered little as he felt himself changing again, his hand solidifying in to a 4 toed claw and stayed this way, everything seemed to solidify and suddenly the light wasn't as awful as before. --- It had taken him a while to get his bearings, but Aerin, a shadowy six foot eastern dragon was now exploring through the streets. The chaos was shocking, terrifying, but he was just floating along and keeping to the shadows where it was safer for him. Everyone seemed to have both morphed and also gone insane it seemed, but at least he had kept his mind proper... maybe. Was he always this carefree in these situations? It wasn't too dangerous for a creature that could phase through walls so he was just sort of observing and testing out his new ability to float until he heard someone speaking nearby. A dragon and, a... gooey raptor? They seemed to be watching a bird thing and another dragon yelling in the distance. What a weird group, it peaked his curiosity though. The shadowy dragon would slowly and silently float up to Mia and Celina by the bushes. "You seem to be sane ones over here since you aren't trying to kill each other" he say to announce his presence, beelining for the shade of the bushes "Well, mostly sane, I'd think anyone normal would be hiding based on what I've seen." he said before introducing himself. "Name's Aerin, use to be a... uh.." he started, suddenly drawing a blank and struggling to remember. "Helper.. person.. i think? Whatever, I'm just a shadowy dragon now it seems. Quite nice so far minus the extra brightness out here and the anarchy. Did you find anywhere safe to hide out yet?"