The youth had been traveling for, what felt like, over a week before sight of the broken and run down town came into view. It had been the first area seemingly dead since he had left the last village, this new area perfect for trying out this medicine that he had been left. The man had been avoiding it since he had woken up with none of his memories, resigning to taking this medicine until he was sure he was far from other people.
This youth stood at six feet and three inches tall, wearing a black shirt and gray pants with sandals as he slipped into a building that was barely holding itself together. From the small container of pure black pills did he pull one out, slipping it into his mouth, and swallowing it hesitantly. As he did, the man's muscles bulged and he fell to the ground in actual pain as blood began to slowly slip from his nose. Steam seemed to roll off his body as he seemed to go through a painful transformation, hair forcing itself to grow even longer and revealing a larger figure than before.
As the man stood up, he was now a six foot, seven inch tall man with eyes that turned from crimson into a golden hue. As his wall pressed against the wall to balance himself, it'd crumble under his touch and he'd awkwardly fall into the street and be left looking up at the sky. Groaning did the man stare at the sky but, meanwhile, Ray would have probably heard the building fall and the man's painful noises, if not feeling the large amount of chakra that came out of nowhere.