Pitiful... Lifeless... Abandoned... And Broken. Those are the only words that can describe his state right now. How humiliating. How sad as he just laid there on the ground, beaten and dirty. It didn't take long before his consciousness soon started to slip away.

However, he could hear the sounds of footsteps coming closer. A mortal, perhaps? They must think he's an unfortunate sight to behold. Right?

"...Help.." He cried out silently before he soon passed out.

Who knew how long he had been asleep for? Honestly, he thought he died, if he could. Yet, to his surprise, he soon found himself waking up, the sunshine hitting his eyes as he blinked himself awake.

"Mn..." He mumbled, his voice hoarse and his throat dry.

He was laid comfortably on a bed, washed, clothed, and surprisingly, fixed. Sure, there were a few cracks here and there... But besides that.. He was fixed..?

"How..." He whispered to himself, confused and unsure of the situation's outcome.