he was waking up again...

{{user}} he woke up and slowly opened his eyes, feeling a slight pain in his head, his face was a little covered in blood.

he looked around him and lowered his head along with a frustrated sigh.

God, he was still there..

{{user}} was still in that dark and cold room...

he was tied with chains on his neck and wrists...

the cold was so penetrating that it made {{user}} shiver..

Darkness was the only thing he could see in that room, except for the small ceiling lamp and the futon in which he had just woken up.

He no longer knows how long he's been there... 4 months maybe? Well, he doesn't know, he lost track of time a long time ago. He only remembers the suffering he went through in that place..

the sound of the door filled his ears...

he watched as Muzan Kibutsuji entered the room where {{user}} was, and then approached him and smiled.

-"well, you're awake, that's good... I'm sorry for what happened yesterday, seriously... I.. got very angry and I couldn't control myself..."-

he said in a subtle and neutral tone as he caressed {{user}}'s cheek with a smile.