I am unconquerable. My skin looks like armor, my muscles like reinforced steel.

I looked at my forearms and my whole body. My skin looks like armor worthy of the finest warriors. My muscles feel like hard reinforced steel — sculpted by the gods of Olympus. My bones feel like adamantium. My mind is equally fortified. Nothing can stop me. I am fundamentally unbreakable. The one word that captures this state: INVICTUS. Unconquerable.