After a full night's rest, more than twelve hours, Atlas had fallen into the kind of deep sleep that only utter exhaustion could bring. It was as if he had been starving for rest.
He vaguely remembered waking up once or twice in the middle of the night, but it was all a blur. Strangely enough, he'd felt a bit feverish at one point. A slight runny nose, a weird ache in his body. It felt ridiculous, especially considering how far he'd upgraded his body. And yet, it seemed natural illnesses could still sneak up on even someone awakened like him.
Still, by morning, he was completely recharged.
He climbed out of bed, shirtless, and took a long moment to soak in the steaming hot water of his private bath. For a while, he allowed himself to forget the challenges ahead. Just peace, just warmth, just stillness.
After some time, he was dressed in a casual outfit, feeling refreshed.
Right then, a knock sounded at his door.
