'An entire month in a coma, huh?'
With a straw in his mouth, Dante slowly sucked in the cold strawberry shake treated himself to. It tasted surprisingly better than all the alcohol he had been drinking as of late, even though it was nothing more than a complex brew of chemicals. Accompanied by the chaotic, neon filled view, the flavor seemed to cool his mind a little.
'What do you think, Volcan?'
[It is quite curious.] His resident AI responded. [The process might be entirely different between the two.]
Though they didn't have anything to call proof, Dante was leaning toward the theory that Eidolon's Genome therapy and Catalyst worked the same way, and that the former had a way to negate the time limit. What made the theory more plausible was his belief that the megacorp could've easily created the miracle drug if they wanted.
'Am I giving them too much credit?'
