Split Part I

The first wind of the day came with the morning sunlight that started to be annoying by shining in his eyes. And that got consciousness back to a man, waking him up from sleep slowly. His amber eyes blinked a couple of times before he let out a soft whine when he started to be functional again.

“My head’s dizzy. Guess I drank a little bit too much last night.” Wisana said as he was rubbing on his temples, surprised by the fact that he could get a hangover in the game, too. Even though he felt admired for the realness of the game, he also complained about this technology, too. Because he really hated this situation the most.