บท 138: Awake

Nicholas opened his heavy and groggy eyelids to a cold grey ceiling, his last coherent memory was his being connected to the will of the world and losing control of his body while his newly born core which was his will was being frantically assimilated, thinking up to her Nicholas quickly inspected himself and heaved a sigh of relief when he found the tiny wisp of illusory light that represented his will was still present and in fact better than before. The light although illusory felt clearer and cleaner than before, the array that was made up of cellular and organic structures felt more complete and was still constantly running. If the previous array he had was akin to a static two-dimensional painting, then the one presently on his body had been upgraded to a three-dimensional animation.