"Mm..."
Berkah's consciousness slowly returned to him, allowing him to awake from his slumber and open his heavy eyelids.
The first thing he saw was...
"Hey sleeping beauty ~"
[!!]
The clone's face which was heavily marred by dust, making its piercing blue eyes stand out with an unnerving intensity, an appearance that would be especially frightening to someone just waking up
"Ack! Are you crazy?!"
Berkah kicked his clone out of the hammock and furiously corrected his disheveled hair.
"Must be nice sleeping while we do all the work you crybaby fuck, are you that upset that you can't understand something and had to take a nap to cope?"
His clone teased with both its middle fingers raised at its original body.
"Tch... Whatever you bastard. "
"But why do you look like that?"
Berkah stood up from his hammock and stretched his limbs and wings. What he was referring to was not the dust coating his clone but rather its physical appearance.
