Waking up as the light graced his eyes through the window, he sat up, looking at Alexis, who looked to be preparing breakfast. He didn't even remember falling asleep; he had been too caught up in all his thoughts last night.
After all... it was hard for him to digest that there was another intruder inside his body, and this one wasn't just inside of him, like the Abyss was, another soul fighting for his body.
But rather, it was inside his soul. It really was a weird feeling, knowing that. It also made him wonder how many of his feats were really his own. He had a pretty good resistance to soul attacks, he gained it from his chains that constantly put him under that pressure, attacking his soul, but after so many years, he didn't even feel it anymore.
