Chapter 83 A Forgotten Oath
All I could remember in the state was being pulled deep into a dark abyss. My body was heavy and cold, as if I was deep underwater.
My mind was blank and fleeting, and I forgot what I was even doing. Was it important? Was it a dream I couldn't remember? These were the only things playing in my mind for what seemed like forever. Maybe I was asleep now and was aware of that fact like those who dreamed lucidly?
Yes, I should sleep after all. Sleep was always the best thing that came to me. As if thinking this, my mind started to drift to old memories—much of my childhood. It may have been watching my father train, or the few days I had my first system.