[Master, are you still all right?]
6677's voice was extremely anxious. Although Saphen's soul was that of an adult, his body was only that of a child. Even though the system had reduced his sense of pain, it was not of much use, because Saphen did not have any physical injuries to begin with.
It was only when his body fell into a coma yesterday that Saphen's soul was finally able to temporarily separate and come out.
Saphen did not say anything. Of course he was fine. After all, he was not truly a child.
But in this world, he was only a child, and moreover a frail one, so everything had to unfold the way it was supposed to.
It was just that this act had drained his own strength instead. The sensation of burning with fever, his stomach feeling as if a hole had been punched through it, and the stinging pain in his throat were really not pleasant at all.
He sighed: [When will I ever get a role that actually matches my personality? Or at least something a little gentler?]
