Dying Light: Volatile Virus

After a short moment of you observing yourself, you look at the Mother, who is walking now while doing a sign to follow her, and so, you follow her, and behind, the members of the cult.

After a big while, the Mother leads you to a facility, where you and her enter, while everyone else remains outside.

Mother: "Draemir, I have heard of you... The sun contacted you through me... I know your way... There is no cure... But you are finding something similar, and yet... In something different... You are not like Kyle... He searches a cure to save his friends, a cure to save everyone... You don't... You search your own cure, your own way to save everyone... You made me see a new path I couldn't see..."

As you follow her through the facility, your vision starts slowly to go blurry with blue effect. That blue gas, was giving a direct effect on you, as you feel something inside of you change... The virus was modifying what you receive from the gas... You were mutating once again... But it was too quickly, you already evolved not so long ago, and you was already evolving once again...

Mother: "The blue gas... It's not the cure... Is like poison... A failed military experiment... My husband... He was the head of everything... He was the Colonel... Kyle seemed to decline me at first, but accepted to enter the cult... But you... Even much before meeting you... From the very beginning... The first time I contacted you... You accepted without doubting... You trusted me, as I trusted you..."

After a moment, you start trembling, as everything is blurry, and you can't see anything properly, except blue gas covering your view, and then, the Mother grabs your shoulders.

Mother: "You are the cure, Draemir... You are the God of the Sun... I carried for too long this title as the Mother, as I was special... I'm not... I only became special because this experimental vial..."

The Mother drops your left shoulder, showing you a vial with blue liquid on it, then grabs again your left shoulder.

Mother: "Your path was always connected to mine, Draemir... I can feel how you were also under control of military forces... The GRE... Training you with an intense military path... You work for the GRE, you are a GRE military soldier, designed and trained for protect and support... I can see how your training was specialized and specifically designed for you... To become who you are... You were always special, and you never required anything to make you become special..."

The Mother slowly drops your shoulders, and offers you the vial.

Mother: "You are not ready yet... But very soon... With my guide... You will become the true... Only and real... God of the Sun... And everyone will see it... Feel it... They will adore you... Pray to you..."

You barely raise your right hand to grab the vial, but the Mother grabs your right hand, placing the vial on your hand for you, and then closing your hand with care and some strength.

Mother: "Draemir... I always believed in humanity... You are my proof... Humans who truly love others and are willing to do anything for others... Can remains as themselves... My love for humanity, as a mother... Is reflecting in you... Towards everyone... Rest, and when you wake up... I will make you see the path... Into your ascend as the God of the Sun..."

Then, you slowly start loosing balance, while the Mother keeps grabbing you by the shoulders. You don't know what happens, but you feel as the Mother is helping you keep balance and not fall, while also saving in one of the pockets of your vest the vial.

After a long time, you don't know how much time it passed, but you wake up in a very big room with big strange generators. You look up, and see metallic paths on the walls, where you see different doors.

Suddenly, you see the Mother, jumping towards you, but acting very strange...

She stares at you while being in front of you, in a position of predatory hunt and observing. You slowly raise your hands and grab the Sun mask she is wearing, and then, you see her real face... She is only another Volatile...

You slowly get up while observing the Sun mask she was wearing. You observe your hands, but not paying attention though. Your hands aren't important right now. The Mother is important.

You look at the Mother, acting like any other Volatile. You raise you right hand slowly towards her, and she reacts accepting your hand to caress her. Is the first Volatile you see is female, as every other Volatile seemed to be the same, and not have gender, or any trait marking their uniqueness, as you or the Mother does.

As far as you know, you are the only male Volatile, and the Mother the only female Volatile. But you wonder why the Mother isn't talking like herself, but like any other Volatile instead...

You think the Mother might not be special as she admitted, but was special enough as she was talking to you telepathically. She was sentient... Alive... Herself... Not like the other Volatiles, who seemed more as animals, hunting to survive, living in nests to be always in group protecting the nest, and hunting their prey.

You move away you right hand from her face, slowly stopping of caressing her face, and placing the Sun mask once again. You had her under your control, and so, you decided to leave the facility, but first, you looked at yourself.

Physical Appearance

General Body Structure

Height and Build: Marco now stands taller, approximately 7 feet (2.1 meters), with a lean yet heavily muscular frame. His limbs are slightly elongated, giving him an imposing, predatory stance.

Skin Texture: His skin is a mix of rough, armored plating and softer, flexible tissue, resembling a Volatile but smoother and glowing faintly in direct sunlight. The armored areas, primarily across his chest, forearms, shins, and shoulders, have a sleek black-and-gold sheen, appearing like a mix of chitin and reinforced radiant metal.

Coloration: His veins glow with a soft golden hue that pulses with his heartbeat. This glow intensifies during moments of heightened emotion or sunlight absorption, creating radiant patterns across his body.

Torso and Arms

Chest: His fused vest has fully merged with his torso, now appearing as a seamless part of his body. The Sun mask emblem glows with brilliant golden light on his chest, pulsating faintly like a beating heart.

Arms and Hands: His arms are lean but incredibly powerful, covered in blackened, armored plating along the outer sides, while the inner sides glow softly. His hands retain a humanoid shape but are slightly larger, with clawed fingers tipped with radiant golden talons, capable of slashing through steel or stone.

Veins and Energy Flow: Golden veins are visible beneath his skin, concentrated around his forearms and wrists. When in combat or heightened emotion, these veins glow brighter, and faint trails of golden energy follow his movements.

Legs and Feet

Legs: His legs are powerful and slightly longer than before, allowing for incredible speed and leaping power. Blackened, armored plates cover his thighs and shins, while golden veins pulse beneath the surface.

Feet: His feet are digitigrade, resembling a Volatile's, with sharp claws for grip and combat. The underside glows faintly, leaving burning golden imprints when he sprints or leaps with force.

Additional Traits

Radiant Aura: Marco's entire body emits a faint radiant aura, especially in sunlight. This aura can disorient weaker infected and intimidate humans or predators nearby.

Unique Features After Mutation

Sunlight Adaptation: Marco's body no longer absorbs sunlight passively—it actively draws power from it, visibly altering his appearance during peak sunlight absorption. His veins, chest emblem, and markings glow intensely when charged.

Night Hunter Traits: His Volatile features (elongated limbs, claws, and digitigrade feet) make him a predator in every sense, but they are tempered by his radiant path. His movements are more fluid and controlled, and he lacks the feral frenzy of ordinary Volatiles.

Enhanced Voice: Marco's voice is a mix of deep, commanding human tones and guttural Volatile growls. When speaking, his words can resonate with an aura of authority, subtly influencing those around him.