My Skills Have No Limits : Transmigirated In A Novel as An Extra-Chapter 52: A Hero In Sleep

Aziel let out a long sigh as he lay on the bed designed for Alkroz, comfortably, light bouncing back from his surface. It had been several days, though to him, it felt more like months.

Sleep wasn’t a necessity for his new body, but old human habits refused to fade, tugging him toward the comfort of rest.

If nothing else, it gave him a sense of normalcy, a fleeting illusion of peace, and perhaps, a chance to quiet the noise in his head.

His thoughts wandered back to the argument he’d had with Lycoris over staying within the research facility.

She had been firmly against it, insisting that he couldn’t remain there any longer, not while he continued performing "unusual" tasks.

Apparently, sleeping for Plasma beings was considered something akin to a sacred ritual, much like mortals retreating to mountains or temples to meditate for decades.

She’d told him that since the moment she was born in this realm, she’d barely slept more than a handful of times, even as a toddler.

Yet despite her openness, Aziel had failed in every attempt to learn her true age, or the extent of her relationship with Frickon.

Speaking of which, her behavior that day had been strange.

The way she reacted when he’d called Frickon "dumb" still lingered in his mind. Now that he thought about it, it made some sense, though faintly, like a thread connecting two unseen points.

That was why he’d decided to act on his theory, even without proof, relying solely on instinct. It wasn’t a forced choice, nor a reckless one.

The step he took was everything except forced.

It flowed too naturally to have been planned, or to be suspected by anyone.

Leaving those thoughts aside, Aziel let his mind devoid of any thoughts, as he knew the time for the sail-ship to sail to the Revenant Consortium was near, and then he would have to deal with a whole lot of another mess before being able to act freely.

To make matters even more tangled, Lycoris was planning to accompany him, partly at Alkroz’s insistence, and partly, he suspected, out of her own reluctant goodwill.

He exhaled slowly, letting his limbs sink deeper into the bed as the faint mechanical hum of the facility filled the air.

His eyelids grew heavy, thoughts scattering like dust before a quiet wind. He let sleep overtake him, expecting Frickon or Alkroz to wake him before he slept for too long.

The next time Aziel woke up, he found himself in a daze, lying exactly where he had been since the moment he’d fallen asleep.

His mind was still groggy and clouded, as if the remnants of sleep refused to leave him completely.

After waking, he found it strangely hard to believe he was still in another realm, much like how one feels upon waking in a relative’s house, momentarily detached and misplaced in the morning haze.

He observed his faintly glimmering limbs for what felt like an eternity before bringing them forward with sluggish motion.

Once convinced that he was still in his plasma body, he stood up, realizing he had neither clothes to wear nor any need to bathe to feel awake.

With a faint sigh, Aziel stepped out of the room.

His steps echoed down the hallway as he entered the chamber where Alkroz had been working through the previous night, tirelessly, almost feverishly, to complete an experiment based on the old research papers he had collected, papers that, according to him, guaranteed success.

Alkroz seemed too absorbed in his work to notice Aziel slipping behind him, pouring himself a fresh serving of powdered stone into a container.

Aziel took a slow sip, leaning against the wall, his gaze drifting idly over the room, until it finally settled on the papers drenched the day before.

Now, however, they were completely dry. Yet of no use, every trace of ink had been washed away, erased along with the precious liquid that had ruined them.

"Oh~ you’re awake, finally. I thought you wouldn’t rise until the next rotation."

Alkroz said casually, his tone unbothered as his gaze stayed fixed on the magnifying glass he held against a small chit of black paper, trying to study it with greater clarity.

Aziel frowned at the comment. He still wasn’t used to the time notations here, rotations especially, and, more importantly, he didn’t even know how long one lasted.

"One rotation can be considered equal to three days," Alkroz replied, easily catching the reason behind Aziel’s frown, his focus never straying from his work.

"Oh, and by the way," he continued, "Lycoris came yesterday, by our standards, to take you around the Sanctuary and help you get to know more people.

But you refused to move and insisted on sleeping instead. You even said something like, ’Frickon, you think you’re a smart ass, right? Then I’m your dad.’"

Alkroz finally looked up for a moment, his lips twitching faintly.

"Wasn’t really a cool one. I wonder where children learn these kinds of slanders nowadays."

Aziel’s lips twitched at the sudden comment, though he didn’t let it get the best of him. Instead, he spoke calmly, almost dismissively.

"My fault. I’m not blaming anyone, not you, not her, not him."

He paused for a moment, his gaze drifting toward the sleek glass window as faint light refracted across its surface.

"Leaving that aside," he continued, his tone lowering slightly, "where do you think she would go now?"

"Well, yeah," Alkroz replied calmly, still focused on his work.

"After your behavior last time, you called her a bitch, remember? Though, in your sleep, of course."

Aziel blinked once, his expression blanking for a moment. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"She went out, saying she had some work to attend to," Alkroz continued, his tone casual, as if recounting the weather.

"And... she mentioned something about you helping her out of a tough situation. I didn’t have a damn idea you two have met before."

Aziel blinked slowly, his gaze drifting back to the window.

"Helping her?" he murmured, almost to himself.

"I don’t remember anything like that... but lately, I’m not sure what counts as memory and what doesn’t. If not arguing is considered saving, then I might just be a hero already."