Escape [1]
Days passed, and eventually, five more months flew by. It had now been about eight months since I had entered this place, and a lot of things changed.
Especially since my fight with Xavier, which took place around half a year ago.
Ever since then, the number of successful subjects increased from three to fifteen, and the conditions I had been living in had improved drastically.
Once again, my room changed. This time, it was a lot more 'practical' as although it lacked any luxury, it had a private training facility.
As a result of the improved conditions, my strength saw a significant boost.
Training every day, and being fed all sorts of weird stuff, my strength surged at a faster rate than ever before. Even more than when I was at the Lock learning from Monica and Donna.