Indra opened his eyes, which were still hard to open, directing his hand to feel the top of his nightstand. His smartphone alarm rang several times before he finally managed to reach his smartphone and turn off the alarm.
For a moment, he stayed in his bedroom, yawning before he was finally fully awake.
Compared to yesterday, his body condition had completely recovered as before. The wounds on his body had completely healed, leaving no scars behind. He looked at his bare hands for a moment.
Various types of scars adorn the entire surface of the skin of his hands, down to the wrists. There was a slight burn scar that he got when he tried to get out of the blaze that began to fill the contents of his old house that was burned by the Infuser organisation and did not disappear, even after all these years. He closed his eyes, trying to suppress the thoughts that were about to roll back the bad memories.
"Indra… you need to find a place to hide…"
