Chapter 383: Why is Fay having a great time while I struggle?

The difference between me on the day my life changed and I right now was simply too massive for me to fully even comprehend its scale, its magnitude. 

In a sense, it was hard to say if I was still, in any part, human. 

What kind of human could literally smash the rock with their bare first? What kind of human could pretty much ignore normal caliber, assuming they weren't unlucky enough to get shot in the eye or right in the middle of their ass?

Or, preceding all of the questions already asked, what kind of human could manipulate elemental darkness to invoke effects that were no different from magic in ordinary human eyes?

If not for my mindset, knowledge, and character, there would be nothing left for me to use as a basis for a claim I was still a human. And while I couldn't quantify it, my strength as a mortal and my strength right now were hard to compare… 

No, that was a gross understatement.