You try to get out of your bed, but you felt the weight of Ophis on your arm, the Dragon of Infinity was sleeping peacefully next to you.

A month ago, during the fight against Trihexia, you and Ophis ended up with your souls broken, during the fight, Ophis with the little consciousness she had left, merged her soul and yours to keep them from disappearing, half of each she united to the soul of the other, she having half of you soul, and you of hers.

Connecting both of you mentally, spiritually and in concept, of course she got her powers sealed. Not being able to return to normal easily.

Azazel could not find a solution at the moment, since it is a delicate situation, but until he does, they best option is to get stronger, recover they powers and try to separate, re-obtaining the lost part of the other.

You still tries to get up.

"...hmhmm..." You hear Ophis murmur as she slowly begins to awaken, slowly opening her eyes, lifting her gaze, still somewhat drowsy, to meet yours. "...Good... morning..." She says, in a cold, apathetic, and somewhat whispery voice, before she smiles, though her smile still holds a certain coldness, perhaps characteristic of her inability to understand feelings.

You simply bring a hand to your face, trying to shake off your half-asleep state. You feel that... at any moment you will fall asleep again, between the comfort of the bed and the quality of the sheets... and Ophis's abnormal strength—considering her height, it's abnormal—

You don't know why, or well, maybe you do, but you've felt weaker and weaker each day, as if your feelings, your drive, are fading away, feeling everything gray and listless, but you keep going through sheer willpower; Ophis is similar, occasionally displaying more traits of... explosive emotions and some energy. According to Azazel, this must be because their souls are united, but not their essences, creating moments of "gaps."

There are times when these gaps appear in the form of dreams, where one of you will relive those memories.

The exhaustion you both experience must be due to the great loss of energy, as your essences mix and repel each other, creating an imbalance that is forcibly maintained by the combination of your souls. This, in turn, causes your cultivation base to be broken, your power and hers to spiral out of control, and your concepts (Essences) to mix in a forced manner, trying to find equilibrium again and again.

This leads to long periods of needing to sleep, something that seems strange to Ophis. She never needed to sleep, and the concept is bizarre to her; after all, she is supposed to be infinity.

You just look at Ophis, with a clear thought: "How can one of the strongest and most primordial beings in existence look like a little gothic gremlin?" You don't think it's that bad, or maybe it's part of the situation that allows you to "normalize" it better than others.

"... Hmph! Rude..." She says, giving you a light tap on the chest... it immediately knocks the wind out of you, even if she didn't mean to hurt you.

Your gaze, vaguely, focuses on your room. Looking out the window, you see a clear sky, too clear, open, while pure, wild air enters through the window—like that of the mountains or the countryside, pure, untouched by urbanization—gently moving the curtains as if they were flying.

All this is because, well, you're no longer where you were, well, your home is no longer in the human world. No, when the whole thing with Ophis happened, it was Ophis's idea that Azazel, Ddraig, and Albion moved your home to the dragon territory, where you could be trained by Tannin and other dragons. Since Ophis possessed dragon essence, it seemed like a logical plan to prevent further damage and, until a solution was found, to nourish and balance your souls.

Since then, you've been trained by Tannin and Ophis. Occasionally, in your free time, you try to cultivate, though there hasn't been much progress; your cultivation base is a mess.