Lex looked at the room and raised his eyebrows in surprise. The room was perfectly clean and to his taste. It was also clear that it got cleaned on a daily basis.
Grandpa Max really took care of their rooms even though they never lived in them.
"Alright, I'll be going, brother. I want a good sleep after all the hassle today," Denver said, yawning. "I wanted to write a little but can't. See ya later."
"Bye," Lex said, closing the door. He then turned off the lights and dropped on the bed. He wasn't even in the mood to change his clothes because he was also tired.
'Why the hell I'm tired? I didn't even do anything,' Lex thought.
[Probably because your body is still weak.]
'Hmm, could be,' Lex thought as sleep began to catch up to him. He didn't even realize when his eyelids dropped, and he drifted into a deep sleep.
....
Darkness loomed over the once strongest kingdom. It crawled on its surface, trying to devour it.
