With the first light of morning filtering through the window, Dora rose from his bed. Blinking softly, he slowly regained his awareness. Despite his identity as Sin Avatar, fatigue was a concept unknown to him. Through his exceptional mastery of his abilities, he skillfully displayed a facade of weakness by utilizing less than 1% of his true strength, while the remaining 99% lay dormant within his soul.
This allowed him to feel fatigue and, above all, to reduce the hardness in his body when in contact with those close to him.
With a gentle movement, he inclined his head, his gaze fixated on the crown of Wendy's head. The weight of the young girl, sound asleep on his chest, served as a comforting reminder that she was there, ensuring he wouldn't vanish from her sight once more.
