Angel Who?

The soft light of the sun filtered through the small window of the room and fell gently on the sleeping boy's face. His dark eyelashes fluttered slightly as he blinked against the golden rays that danced across his vision.

For a moment, the sheer comfort made him forget everything, but that peacefulness evaporated the instant his thoughts returned to the morning.

With a jolt, Xion sat up. Turning slightly in the bed, his gaze fell on the empty room.

Xion became even more confused. The last thing he remembered was him falling unconscious. How did he appear in this strange place?

Did I die and transmigrate into some other place? He frantically called his system. He was only relieved when a familiar blue screen lit up in his field of vision.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Ray strode in followed by Darius.

"Awake?" Darius asked as he settled himself on the chair right beside his small bed.