The next morning, Klaus woke up completely refreshed.
The deep sleep had rejuvenated his physical body, and the strange, emotionally complex dream had subtly worked on his psyche.
[Good morning, Host] the System's voice greeted him as soon as he stirred.
"Good morning, System," Klaus replied, his voice clear and alert.
Klaus stretched his body slowly, feeling the immense power contained within the physique.
He then walked to the quiet, perfectly manicured garden behind William's bungalow, a small, secluded patch of green that was part of the vast mansion grounds.
He stood there, breathing in the peaceful morning air, allowing the tranquillity of the surroundings to permeate him.
Birds chirped around the trees, their sounds a pleasant backdrop to the rising sun, which flickered softly through the leaves, casting dappled light on the dew-kissed grass.
