A New Vision

The week passed like a blur. Zaroth would get up, attend the classes, spending more focus on Elysia's lectures as there was going to be a supposedly hard test. After that, he spent an hour training with Midnight amidst the darkness, and then managed to crawl back to his bed as exhaustion had overwhelmed him, and go to sleep.

With a grunt, he woke up. Opening his eyes, he saw that he could see, so he concluded that it was soon going to be time for him to go to the academy.

Shifting his gaze, he glanced to his side. There, Luna was sleeping—not because of anything that had happened the night before, but because she had mentioned enjoying lying on his bed, so he hadn't objected.

"Now that I think about it, this is the first time I have seen her sleeping," he gulped audibly. The way her hair was laid down on the bed made his blood run hotter. Zaroth would have already made his move a long time ago if his strength didn't limit him.