Kyrie opened his eyes slowly. Every single part of him felt constricted and unable to move, even his eyelids felt as if they refused to bulge and listen to his commands. His eyes darted to see a bright white light in the middle of the room, his whole body covered in bandages his limbs in casts;
It sure as hell explained why he felt sore all over his body. Kyrie moved his eyes to identify the room he was in. It was a hospital room. Where? He had no idea. He moved his head to stare at the IV bags around him. Kyrie licked his lips, feeling thirsty.
Either this was the strangest awakening in heaven, or he survived all the insanities he had gone through in that war. From facing an uncountable number of Valkyries on his own, from apparently breaking the seal that weakened Yraka and others like him.
