CH93 Battle Instincts
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Alex woke up the next morning to the ceiling of a strange, yet familiar bedroom.
It was the bedroom of the Ashen Castle's back mountain lodge—the one the original 'Alex Fury' had called home for most of his life. The space was deeply imprinted into his muscle memory.
He instinctively knew where everything was: the location of the cupboard and shelves, the window's exact angle of sunlight at dawn, even the squeaky floorboard just past the doorframe. He could move around with his eyes closed.
And yet... it felt foreign.
To the current Alex Fury—the True_Sage—this wasn't home. His familiar room was the one in the dorms back at the Enclave. That was the place he had grown into himself.
Nonetheless, thanks to the lingering familiarity carved into his body's memories, Alex got a proper, restful night's sleep.