He’d had a lot of time back in the center to figure all this out. That was until he’d been thrown to another center where they thought the best thing was to try and f**k him up with drugs. They just had to “rehabilitate” him a bit and throw him back into society.
Though that never came to pass, as the tutorial happened.
He was still mad at himself for getting thrown in the first center to begin with. One mistake and everything had crumbled.
Shaking his head, he smiled to himself. None of that mattered anymore. No centers, no drugs, just him and an endless universe. In this new world, his abnormality was synonymous with strength—his “defects” were an ideal.
While thinking of the beautiful future ahead of him, he dozed off into a quick nap. Even with all the levels and evolution, one sti
