Finally, the day of the Adventurers Test arrived. Neron woke up early, the first light of dawn creeping through his small window and reflecting on his face.
He had had problems sleeping the night before as he had been up overthinking his predicament which was very much unlike him.
His eyes were bloodshot from being sleep deprived and there was a wild gleam in his eyes as he looked around the room.
He stretched his limbs and threw the windows open for ventilation.
From the high level of the room, he looked over the city and took the time to watch the people in the street starting their day.
It was his favorite pastime during the past couple days but he knew that he couldn't spend the morning doing that even though he found it therapeutic.
The streets were generally quieter at this hour and the city not yet fully awake.
He enjoyed it though as it gave him clarity about life though he would be the last person to admit it.