When Light opened his eyes again, he didn't realise how much time had passed.
There was no sign of pain in his body, everything was in an incredibly comfortable state, and he felt so refreshed that he did not even know how to describe this situation.
The only thing he knew was that everything was in very good condition.
He had lifted himself from where he was lying, albeit with difficulty. When he looked around, he couldn't help but say, "Fuck me, mate....".
He could see dried blood strewn about for fifteen or twenty metres.
He couldn't understand how so much blood could come out of him, maybe it was because his body was constantly being broken and regenerated that everything managed to recover to a good condition, in short, his blood must be constantly regenerated.