He had no idea that the amulet he bought from that mysterious store was possessed by the soul of a mighty savannah lion. Not until he tried to wear it, and it burned him with the heat of the African sun, before floating into the air.

The spirit was invisible yet somehow he could feel it and understand it as it flowed into him. Filling him to his limits, so much so that his body seemed to bulge and stretch out. Limbs growing muscular and powerful, chest barreling out, spine shifting into a quadrupedal form. Yet even as thick golden fur covered his skin, and his hair expanded into a proud mane, none of it compared to the change within.

The soul of the lion was merging with his own. Changing him, shifting him. His mind was full of pride and confidence. His thoughts and feelings seeming to change, and something deeper too. Some essence inside him becoming new and different. His destiny, his human spirit, was becoming feline. His soul transforming, so that forever he would now be a lion in every way. Even in afterlife or reincarnation, he was now and would always be a lion.