Promotion

It was a dream.

No, he couldn't be so sure.

He kept on reimagining the scene of him fighting the knight that he fought before obtaining this power.

For some reason, the fight kept on going. And every time he got killed, he woke up and fought against it again.

"Ah," he woke up, drenched in sweat.

George recognized the place; after all, he had been in this place for fear too many times. "What happened…" He whispered, wondering why he was in the hospital again.

He never remembered dying or getting hurt. So why was he here?

'Try to remember… I was in the limousine… and then… I dreamt…' He couldn't tell what he was dreaming about as he had already forgotten about it, but h remembered that after the dream, he immediately woke up after that.

"Corporal…" Ivan said as he entered the room with two cups of coffee in his hand.

"Why am I here?"

"Relax… You need it." Major Ivann replied before handing George the cup of coffee.