Bab 316: Broken

Helio woke up. 

He looked around- an unknown roof; oddly familiar. 

There was someone by his bed- Marg. 

She was sleeping on a stool. 

Helio sat down. 

Some furniture was here- he recognized them…

Enira immediately manifested. "So, which one are you?" She spoke softly. 

The door was locked, the curtains were drawn. 

Helio smiled. "I wonder." He looked normal- as in, too normal. 

Enira grimaced slightly. "He won't come out? Or-"

"Let's forget about the worthless." He gripped his hand. His wounds were fully healed. "Still, this body is amazing. Where did he acquire such healing capabilities?"

He was wearing pants, just pants. 

"You showered in her blood if you recall. She was one of the first few- hench even that had its effects. Perhaps a bit of her blood slipped inside you through a cut and that blood chose you as an heir?"

"I suppose."