Garden of Self-Reflection.

Cain lay on his back, his stomach completely filled to the brim with monster meat. A satisfied silent burp escaped his mouth as he shifted comfortably as the heat radiating from his stomach spread to all corners of his body.

'So comfortable...'

The sensation was a brand new one for him. The warmth was warlike a current that glazed over his bones, flesh, and skin, filling his cells with relaxation. It was like his body was slowly changing to accommodate the different energies flowing within.

'So comfortable...'

Cain felt his eyes dropping as the desire to sleep overwhelmed him. He had been awake for a long time and realized he needed to get some rest. Sleep was still necessary for him, but it wasn't needed frequently...

However, for some reason, he just couldn't fall asleep. His mind was filled with thoughts about everything.