The card floated in the air all this time. Extracting energy from the world as a battery for its existence.
The time needed to complete the reconstruction of Lean's body will be long, and the energy needed will be to replace the loss of Lean's.
With a blink of an eye, the sky turned orange, just like before. The sun started to set once again. Cold air soothing the forest he was in, the position where Lean was, was filled with rabbits.
Hours passed, and the card's surface started to form words once again.
[Ding! The reconstruction of the official owner's body is now completed.]
[Bringing the soul of the owner back from HELL.]
[Three!] [Two!] [One!]
The card shook violently as the countdown started, and at the end of it, the card shone like the sun. Indicating that Lean's Soul was back from HELL.
[Ding! The Soul of Lean's has been placed back into the new body created by the card.]
[All available functions of the card will be activated for the owner's use.]
With the last words from the card surface. It fell into the ground. Slowly Lean's body started to appear within the card. Piece by piece, a small dice will join together to build back his existence.
The first thing that was created from the card was his skeleton. Creating the foundation of his body. From his skull, spine, ribs, arms, and legs, joining together to create the anchor of his body.
Then strings form all over his skeletal structure. Building back the nervous and circulatory system. Each string carefully placed itself where it needed to be and should be.
After, his organs started to build themselves where they needed to be. Vital organs are built in the chest and abdomen.
Heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, stomach, intestines, spleen, and the reproductive organs from the pelvis were formed one by one after the other.
Layers of muscle, forming and attaching to the skeleton and enclosing the organs. Tendons and ligaments connected itself from the muscles to the bones. Giving the body its ability to move once again.
Blood and fluids filled within him, and external features later on. Skin sealing everything up with hair and color. With a single shock of energy from the card. Lean's body started to work once again.
His organs started moving, his heart pumping once again. And with a single breath, he woke up from his slumber. Before going back unconscious once again.
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His finger twitches from the cold air soothing his entire body. His nose too, taking in the lingering smell in the air. His mouth slowly opened, forming words.. and with a final sniff, he snapped.
"Shit!!" The rabbit shits covered his body. Looking up he found the sky blue, with the cold air around him, he could tell it was morning already.
Slowly his mind started to work once again. Then, it hit. He was naked, lying on the ground covered in rabbit shits…
"What!?" He questioned, still confused about what had happened. But he couldn't remember anything at all. Trying to recall the night before, he found his head ringing in pain.
Ignoring it, he stood up, not caring about covering his body at all. There, he walked away from the forest, moving forward to his home, butt naked.
From time to time, he would rub his head, chest, stomach, and throat. They hurt, as if something had pierced them before.
Before he knew it. He was back home. He looks around the room, trying to find anything that can cover him. Walking toward his room, he found himself staring at a mirror, reminding him of his dirty body.
"Bathroom." He muttered making his way toward it. Entering the room, there in a corner a box was settled down, filled with fresh spring water coming out from the wall.
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Sitting on the floor where a small table was. He stared at the laptop screen for a long time. Slowly, he runs his fingers on the keyboard, putting his password in and unlocking it.
For ten minutes straight, he scrolled down through the countless posts on the internet. Then something catches his eye. In his own account profile, he found a deleted post.
This wasn't a weird occurrence for him. Since most of the original owners of the post he reposted would delete their original one, leaving an empty space on his profile.
What truly got his attention was his own post. The list is being posted on Thursday night. Which was weird since it was already Saturday morning.
"What? Did I fall asleep for a day straight?" He asked, looking at the date difference. He wanted to know what this post had been, but before he could even get to it, his stomach started to growl.
"Food." He said, standing up and grabbing his identity watch and wallet from his room. Putting on his shoes, he grabbed an umbrella and started going down the mountain.
He set himself to go to the nearest village with a small restaurant to eat. His home had ingredients for cooking, but he couldn't be bothered to make one for himself.
It was time-consuming, and with the random ringing in his head. He felt like cooking for himself today would be much harder than before.
On his way down the mountain, he could feel the fresh breeze of air running through his body, small insects flying and making noises around him.
"Annoying." He thought, hearing them. Finally, a minute later, he was at he bottom of the mountain where the road lay.
Going on the side, he grabbed a bicycle hidden behind the trees to use. Get on it, and start pedaling down the mountain once again.
His home was on top of a mountain, which is on top of another mountain. To get to his home, one needs to climb two mountains. This was hard for anyone to do barefoot, so there's barely anyone who would visit him in this place.
What truly makes it hard for people to visit him in his home is the lack of an actual road. The road he is on right now is nothing but a dirt road.
There's a pathway made from the tire marks of the vehicles; that he gets on to go home every night after school.
And the other reason is the stiff hill one needed to go through. From his friend's words, he understood that climbing this place felt like hell for them to do.
After going down the mountain, taking his time carefully to not unbalance from his bike and fall down from it, in fear of rolling downhill like a log.
He was finally on an actual road. From here, he only needed to peddle for fifteen minutes straight before entering the nearest village.