It's been a month since Akamir has been trapped in the weird world created by the Greater One, Kros.
Time in this world was much more chaotic than he had expected.
Even though it has only been a month, Akamir felt it has almost been a year.
'It all happened after Sephrina used her powers.'
Akamir thought, rubbing his chin as he sat on a boulder.
In front of him, a little girl was playing with her small fairy and a weird-looking creature.
It was, of course, the product of Sephrina's imagination.
Akamir leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees as he watched the little scene play out.
During the month he has spent here, Akamir has learned a lot of things.
Especially about the spirit energy.
Now, he can control and even regenerate limbs with the help of spirit energy.
'Well, the spirit is the essence required to form astral projection.'
The more Akamir trained with spirit energy, the faster he understood.
