Splits and Fusions

Eiro slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling of his bedroom. He slowly turned his head toward the side, looking at these new things that he had to bother with. He carefully stood up, but his shoulders were in so much pain that he had a tough time pushing himself off his mattress.

"Urgh... I really need to figure out a way to deal with these..." The Demon grumbled quietly, looking at his arm. He rubbed its underside a little bit, feeling it practically cave in in response to his touch, as if his arm simply turned hollow.

"This is so uncomfortable..." Eiro grumbled quietly, but Nelli quickly appeared next to him and tried to cheer him up a bit, "It's only been a month, I'm sure things are going to work out properly in the end!" She exclaimed, "And also, having those will definitely be useful, right?"

"I don't know, maybe? Either way, I'll have to adjust my martial arts, and I'll have to figure out new ways to hide them."