It has been about 3 days ever since Eric's encounter with the Astral Dawns, and nothing much has happened since then.
A couple more groups and smaller organizations had shown up to try and kill him, but they eventually turned away after Celeste explained everything, Aurora was still in the hospital and didn't seem like she would be getting out anytime soon, and for the time being, he had been staying at the same safehouse he went to right after fighting Aurora until further notice.
Honestly, life was finally going great for Eric for once.
The only problem he really was having right now is that...
"Haah, I really should've asked the Astral Dawns for help when I still had the chance to." Eric rubbed his temples with his hand while laying on the safehouse's old and slightly crooked bed.
The toxins in his body still hadn't gone away whatsoever, and as a result, he still felt fatigued no matter how much he tried sleeping, and he still vomited blood from time to time.
