***
Amon's whole being was shivering with fear.
His thick clothes were drenched in sweat, and his eyes were widened.
He looked at himself, engulfed in uncontrollable trembling.
"Amon? Are you good?" she asked.
He flinched at her voice and quickly looked up.
Composing himself to so degree, he nodded with a slight smile.
"I'm sorry, the spatial travel is affecting my body. Go ahead, I'll catch up in so minutes." He apologized.
She looked at him for a few seconds before nodding.
It wasn't uncommon to feel unusual after spatial travel so she didn't think anything of it.
"I'll wait for you ahead of where the students are assembled." She inford before starting to walk away.
He stood still, watching her departing back while biting his lip to suppress the shivering.
As soon as her silhouette faded away from view, he exhaled heavily before taking several more gasps.
After so seconds, he finally cald down before settling down on a cobblestone bench in the wooden shelter.
'The fuck happened?' He questioned himself.
But he more or less had an idea of what happened.
Rolling up his sleeves, he secretly unwrapped the bandages on his arms.
As they ca off, his eyes widened more.
The cracks on his arms...
They had reduced by a large amount.
There were only so large and minor ones left now.
However, the purple energy that held them together was much fainter now.
He knew what happened.
All this ti that Zephyra had spent trying to patch up his body, it finally worked.
The cracks had sealed up and his mories returned to so extent.
The visions he saw were the mories that he lost of this arc.
Of what was going to happen in this arc.
But after patching up his body and mories, the energy had turned into a fainter shade. Zephyra had probably gone into a hibernation or tired state.
Which ant that the next ti his body would be fixed, it was going to be after a long ti.
He sighed. It seems that he was going to need to do this arc without any knowledge.
Even if he didn't intend to follow the plot, the future knowledge helped him in many ways.
In any case, he couldn't do anything about it.
He had nothing to start with as of right now.
For the mories he just got...
They were more or less close to useless.
They gave him nothing but just a bunch of outfits and creepy voices. Yes, they were hints.
But very vague.
All he could do was work his way around and hope to find so clues.
Taking a final exhale, he stood up and headed out of the shelter.
As he stepped out of the shelter, he opened his system interface.
====[ STATS AND SKILLS ]====
Leaves:◊0000000×
VIT: ◊ ◊ ◊≈
STR: ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊
AGI: ◊ ◊ ◊
END:◊◊◊
INT:
Reviews
All reviews (0)