章 583: The New Man

Satoshi's eyelids fluttered, but there was nothing—just an expanse of emptiness. No light, no sound. His fingers curled into nothingness, his body feeling weightless, adrift. He furrowed his brow, confusion swelling like a tidal wave. The last thing he remembered was his final strike against the World Eater, a monstrous entity that devoured entire galaxies in its path. He had won, hadn't he? But at the cost of his life.

He was dead.

Or he should be.

But if he was dead, why could he still think? Why was he here, wherever here was?