Steve just opened his eyes when the day had changed. He immediately felt that something was wrong with his body.
It was like, his body had just been entered by some kind of foreign energy.
But Steve can't wrap his mind around that feeling. It was as if a small part of his memory had been forcibly taken.
What he remembered was only the moment when he entered into another realm in his meditation.
A place consisting of barren wasteland with sandy red soil.
"The tree..."
Steve's forehead wrinkled thinking about what he saw in his meditation. A very tall strange tree.
But he couldn't remember anything after that.
"Well, whatever. If I can't remember what it is, it means that is not something important."
Steve got up from his bed. He sighed when he realized that he spent the whole night just meditating and forgot to sleep.
But fortunately, he wasn't sleepy. Once again because his energy has been replenished by that foreign energy.
Now his bed and body were wet with sweat.
