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OBLIVIOUS

Ravan felt the intoxication rising with each passing second.

His vision blurred, and his thoughts became increasingly jumbled.

The system's voice echoed in his mind, cutting through the haze.

[Ding!]

[■Intoxication levels rising]

[■Host's body is in an incredibly intoxicated and hazy state]

[■No harm to the host detected, but focus is compromised]

Ravan groaned, trying to think of a solution.

His usual clarity of thought was gone, replaced by a thick fog that made even simple ideas seem impossible.

He thought of everything he could do, but each idea was quickly dismissed as unworkable.

Then, a thought struck him.

What if he used the [Refinement] skill?

Normally, it was used to turn the remains of monsters into valuable rewards and items.

But what if it could be used on himself?

It was a desperate and risky idea, but it was the only one he had left.