102 Restoration

And so, the young man had repeated the little procedure to raise health as much as he could. It felt awfully repetitive to him and the urge to get this over with, raged through his head like an angry tortoise.

Every time he woke up, a bit of the wounds that were inflicted on the little body of his, had sealed just a few dots more - regenerated what was lost with a pace that almost seemed holy.

The first couple of attempts of progress were the toughest as sleep and stamina were actually going backwards, so in a way he had felt like a swimming zombie. It nearly wasn't easy to handle but things picked up just a little bit when he had woken up for the third time.

Sleep definitely wasn't to his advantage even then but at least the bar stopped going backwards and actually started progressing the fourth time he woke up.