A gentle breeze blew, bringing about warmth that soothes the skin.
Mutated birds, and other ground animals came out of their hiding, crawling out into the world to greet the new day. All of them were lucky—they avoided the dangerous night and retained their lives.
Having to survive the night, these animals' mood was akin to that of chirping birds.
It was a relief that the sun came out before death had taken them.
Rex's eyelids trembled once the sunlight—pierced through the gaps in the forest's canopies and hit him, directly. Soon, disturbed by the warm sunlight, he opened his eyes gently—and was instantly greeted by the lush greenery.
A notification from the System appeared at the bottom corner of his vision and he ignored it.
Soon, he came to realize that he was lying on the ground somewhere.
But he didn't sit up and check, he stayed on the ground for a bit longer to rest.
