A soft, refreshing rain fell on the forest. The drops fell first on the high tops of the trees, before sliding down leaves and branches. So of these drops penetrated the ground. Others flowed along a rocky outcrop before beading on a sharp angle. From ti to ti, yielding to gravity rather than capillarity, they would fall and end up in the open mouth of a naked young man leaning against the rock face.
Priam was drinking for the first ti in three days, and this simple happiness brought a tired smile to his face. He wasn't physically exhausted because resurrection relieved him of that inconvenience by returning him to the world in top form. For the sa reasons, he was not ntally exhausted either: resurrection seed to give him the benefit of an excellent night's sleep.
Priam was alert, and sound in body and mind, but emotionally worn out. He hadn't talked to anyone in almost five days, but he had always had a solitary side. Loneliness was not weighing on him yet. But he finally had ti to breathe while waiting for the rain to stop under his rock. Ti to think. He didn't know when he could talk to a man again. Or to a woman...
Coming to Elysium was supposed to be hard, but Priam didn't think it would be this hard.
"Without [He who eludes Death], I would have died every day I was here. Without this Talent, I wouldn't have been able to feed or water myself. Of the winners of the Tutorial, how many humans will choose to co here? How many of them will be able to survive even a few hours? This world is huge, bigger even than Earth. What are the chances that I will et this tiny fraction of humans?" Priam asked himself.
Despite his defeatist words, the young man did not allow himself to be overco by pessimism. If he could believe the Tutorial, the beings at the top of the food chain in this new universe were pseudo-omnipotent or omniscient. Sotis both. If he stayed alive, he too would eventually beco powerful. And if very few humans were to be transported to this particular world, he would escape from Elysium to find the other survivors of the Tutorial.
Almost comfortably seated on the stone floor, Priam thought about his progress.
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