101 The Awakening

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The sun rose, shedding warm and bright lights through the window onto the motionless youth lying on the bed.

As he awoke from eternal darkness, Ling Xian’s fingers quivered softly as he gradually opened his eyes, aimlessly checking out his surrounding.

The first image he saw was an old, simple stone room. Heavy herbal fragrances were bleeding through the door, causing him to cough. The slight movement made him realize he shouldn’t move. Any attempted movement, as small as lifting a finger, agonized his entire body, threatening to send him into unconsciousness.

There was also no strength in his four limbs. Soft and spongy, they felt like they were broken into many pieces.

“I… Where am I… is this the afterlife?”