[Eternity is going to close!]
[User Maxime Valdreuve will be logged out shortly].
Real world.
Maxime opened his eyes abruptly, his blurred vision capturing the familiar ceiling of his bedroom. Natural light shone through the half-open curtains, bathing the room in a clarity he had almost forgotten.
For a moment, he lay disoriented in his bed.
His bed was comfortable, so he could stay in it for a long time, but that wasn't why he stayed in it.
It was because he felt weak, very weak.
As if he'd fallen ill or worse.
He quickly looked at his statistics page, and saw that he had lost over a point of physique, or 25% of his strength.
At this stage, it was even worse than being sick: the stat points represented his strength and his future.
"System, can you explain to me what's going on?"
[Level 2 authorization detected]
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