I had a dream last night. It came from my childhood memories.
It was my seventh birthday. My dad—my mom was still alive too—was singing "Happy Birthday" to me, their eyes on me as I leaned over the table, ready to blow out the candles.
I saw myself—a small boy, smiling with anticipation.
I could feel the pure happiness and excitement I had back then.
Back when I didn't have to think about when I might die.
I opened my eyes. Morning had already come, and I was in a room I had only stayed in for a few weeks.
I got up and prepared for the day as usual.
Standing by my bed, I opened my status again.
[Name: Ezekiel Solace]
[Alias: The Villain]
[Age: 27]
[Occupation: Hunter (Warrior)]
[Rank: S+]
[Status: Alive [Resurrected]]
S+ and resurrected…
