The chirping sound of the cicadas and the warm sunlight pouring into the room from the window cast its glow on Kai, serving as the perfect guide back to reality.
He shifted in the bed but immediately regretted it. His hand found its way to his stomach, where his wound was in the process of healing. He rubbed it gently, feeling the not-so-vague sense of discomfort. He sighed exasperatedly, understanding that despite being blessed by The Goddess herself, his body was still mortal, and such wounds would take time to heal.
With this in mind, he stirred again, but this time, more cautiously so as not to cause a disruption in the healing process.
