The unknowing would think him dead however, his life signs didn't weaken, rather they got stronger. From his bones, come forth new muscles and from that came new skin.
Steve was reborn anew, his flesh looked like that of a newborn, the many blemishes and scars on his body from the gate raids his body may have gone through before his entrance into this world was gone.
An hour later, Steve was back to normal, but his melted off flesh and blood could still be seen on the floor of the truck.
The scene wasn't one for the weak willed, but thankfully Steve was still asleep and the Automata were busy protecting the truck.
There were no more changes as peace descended on the area, the noise heard was reduced down to a bare minimum. The Automata performed regular patrols around the truck.
The Treants remained steadfast in their wait for their opponents to enter into the forest, all over again.
Hours passed like this until the silence was finally broken, a certain someone had woken up in his pool of blood.
"What the f**k?!" Steve shouted as he jumped up from the bed as he used his abilities to quickly remove the blood from his body.
Seeing the things before him, his mind ran through several options, but first he quickly began to check his body for any injuries to know if the blood belonged to him.
He found none which immediately put him at ease, whatever this was, was probably a monster that escaped the Automata, but he destroyed it in his sleep or the Automata noticed it before it could do anything.
"Wait, why am I naked?" Steve asked when he finally noticed his nakedness.
Something must have happened, but he couldn't tell what it was. He had nothing to use to find out, the Automata were busy outside the truck patrolling
His orbs were protecting him from above the truck. He was in here alone and the truck didn't have any form of interior camera. He didn't design it to have one after all he never thought he would be using it.
After a brief moment of thinking, he decided to just let it be and put on his clothes. Grabbing his suit which was tossed aside, he immediately put it on.
However, for some reason, the suit felt smaller for some reason. He couldn't tell what it was exactly but it seemed to have shrunk for some reason.
Dismissing it in favour for more important things like getting out of the gate, He injected his mana into the suit and it immediately expanded to fit him better.
He sized himself up very well on a shiny metallic surface within the truck that was designed to act as a mirror for him. The expanded suit fit him well but he noticed a few differences.
"Did I grow taller?" Steve asked himself
He didn't have any way to exactly know if his assumption was true or not but he felt different for some reason, he didn't know how but he just felt better.
He felt good about himself today, he may not know why but things were really looking good for him. With a shrug, he turned to leave only to see the bloody mess just by his bed.
It was disturbing to look at and though he didn't know what had created the mess, as long as he was safe, he couldn't care less what it was.