'It's nice.' Looking around his new house, which was one of the undamaged residences situated on the east side of the dome, Ren appeared quite satisfied.
A bed rested near the window of the modest room, with a drawer placed beside it.
Oil lamps were lit in each corner of the room, and two chairs stood beside a wooden table on the other side of the room, probably used for eating food.
The scene reminded him of his own old house, and slowly, a sense of loneliness enveloped him as he recalled the fact that he didn't have a place to call home in his actual world, either.
'I will make a new start.' Not wanting to get depressed, which was what his aunt Nyra worried about the most for him, Ren cheered himself up with a goal he wanted to accomplish.
Even though he knew it wouldn't be easy to do that in another world, especially one devoured by the apocalypse.
Without wasting any further time, he jumped on the bed and lay down on it like a log.
