Time to roll... or maybe not?
"Father, what's the meaning of this?"
Graham Novius rubbed his temples. He wondered what happened that changed his hardworking son who respected and revered him to a brat who just gave out respect due to fear. He let out a sigh and said to him,
"Some things happened, you were out of control and we had to take measures to cure you. If you feel you're forgetting something, that's due to the effect of the pill taken to cure you."
Graham snapped his fingers and the chains broke, freeing Liam. He got up from the bed and rubbed his wrist and to ease the pain. His body was that of a mortal currently due to being rank 2 and violently moving around his limbs while locked by chains caused bruises on him and were now aching.