You know, if you had to see one of my frequent nightmares, the other one would have been more helpful. In any case, there are realms of power in my world. I'm...actually not entirely sure why so much of my blood is black. My mother was a Saraman, and the Saraman line crossed with Elder creatures, who are of the Onyx realm. But my mother was at least part human, and my father is just human, as far as I know. I've never seen him bleed. My blood was red when I was younger, I suppose it changed somewhere along the line.

Anyway, the red in it now is...I don't know what it is in Asgard, actually. But that's what taints me. I drew on the power of the red realm, made myself part red essential. That...went poorly, and then I drew on gold. Which was also not an excellent long-term choice, but it served my purposes of that moment.