His red colored eyelashes raised itself up, exposing his crimson cold eyes to the comfort of the sun brushing over his body.
"it's morning already? Man, time sure flies fast".
When he and Oracle finished their talk, Orun with suspicion wandering through his mind, stared off at the moon until he slept off.
He lifted his upper body while his lower body was still rested on the ground.
"i will never get used to sleeping in the night and waking up in the morning without having to worry about getting attacked in my sleep".
The life of living in the Dungeon is now far behind him, and has now adopted the life of living in the forest. Just in case, he always made sure to release his Aura before sleeping, a safety measure to prevent any monsters from coming anywhere near him.
He values living in a place where there are no humans to glare at him with confound hatred, a place where he can live in while still being himself, such is the kind of place Orun seeks to put himself in.
