Consciousness returned to Levi slowly, accompanied by a strange sensation.
— Crow!
Something pecked at his face, persistent and irritating. Levi tried to ignore it but he couldn't.
His eyes fluttered open and met by the ominous glow of a red moon looming in the sky- it was as beautiful and sinister as always.
"Ha!"
It took a moment for Levi's mind to catch up, to recall what had happened before he passed out.
"The Black Wing... it's dead."
The memory of the messages and his battle with the black wing of lunacy flashed in his mind and he slowly realized his situation.
Then he tried to sit up, which was a bad decision because pain shot through him, every muscle screaming in protest, a reminder of the battle he had endured.
"Fuck!"
Gritting his teeth, Levi forced himself upright and looked at his fral body.
