Waking up from a long nap, Oliver rose to sit upright in his bed, the peaceful silence of the bedroom wrapping around him like a soft blanket. He stretched slowly, joints loosening, then allowed a long yawn to escape his lips.
It was only now that he truly noticed how exhausted he had been from his earlier endeavors in the Second Realm and the Dark Castle.
And as he reached for his phone, his eyes narrowing slightly at the brightness of the screen, he calculated his hours of rest.
Which had been almost half a day.
'Half a peaceful day...' Oliver thought, his gaze dimming slightly as he recalled how this had been the single most comfortable sleep he had gotten since...
Prior to his regression.
That thought lingered for only a brief moment before he dismissed it entirely.
And without wasting time, he rose from the bed and dropped down to the floorboards, almost as though he were collapsing face-first—only to catch himself at the last second.
