Chapitre 288: New Arm, New Knowledge (1)

The room was dark, very dark. Arnold made sure his eyes were open, they were. Yet he couldn't see his only remaining hand, even though it was literally an inch from his face. No, he wasn't locked up in a cell. He sat comfortably on his bedroom floor.

"This is annoying." He mumbled, "So very much annoying."

Blood trickled out of his mouth. His knuckles might've had turned red from all the punches he threw at himself. He couldn't confirm his injuries because he had switched off the lights. But he knew he was hurt. 

Yet he couldn't feel a thing. No pain, no wetness from the sweat on his forehead or the blood from his mouth... Nothing. It was as if he was living in an empty world... A world of nothingness. 

"I could literally bleed out in battle or get attacked in my sleep and I wouldn't know a thing." He finally got up to switch the lights on, "Oh I'm injured alright. Can't feel shit though."