Marcus nodded his head as she spoke, she'd just been repeating everything he'd told himself the last few hundred years. He stood as she gave him the ultimatum, "Okay", he said weakly. He didn't know why he wanted to see her, it would only make him hate himself more. It would only be seeing a copy of her but...for some reason it felt better than nothing. He snapped his fingers behind his back as a bubble came over them, she wouldn't see it but it would make it so no one could see them. If she could do it, he was going to look the same way he did back then.<br/><br/>He cracked his knuckles as his visage started to warp a bit. His hair grew longer and even blacker while the whites of his eyes were replaced with red. He felt his black wings stab out of his back and spread feeling the sudden freedom. His hands grew sharp claws at the end instead of fingers, though he could dull them at will. Even his voice held a slight echo to it as it seemed to duplicate itself as he spoke, "I want to see her in the form I loved her in. It's been a long time since I let my true form come out", he said looking at his wings. His clothes appeared to turn into vapor, leaving him naked except for a loincloth.