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[Lustburg. Tower of Babel]

It had been a few days since Sol came back to the Tower, asleep as if he were in a coma.

All of them knew about Sol’s extremely powerful regeneration ability. So seeing that his wounds still did not heal after all this time and that he was not waking up no matter what they did was enough for many to start freaking out.

Not even Isis, Nefertiti, and Nepthtys were able to heal him, and they had to forcibly stop Isis from using Nivarna. 

The tension was at an all-time high, and the women in the Tower stayed silent. Waiting for their beloved to wake up once again. 

For the maids of the Tower who were used to tranquility and peace, the last week had been a source of immense stress for them. They were too scared to even breathe loudly and would do their best to make absolutely no mistakes.

Not only was Sol's coma causing all the women in the Tower to be extremely irritable, they also received many important new guests.

Three new Phoenixes.

The Elf Queen.

And even the father of Miss Isis. Sol's partner.

They did not know exactly who the man was. But the fact that he had a Phoenix as a wife was enough for them to understand that he was beyond what they could imagine. 

Thanks to this, all the maids have been on quite literally a war path. 

Constantly navigating and serving a group of powerhouses while making sure to take care of the sleeping prince.

It was an arduous battle, and the only saving grace was that none of the new guests seemed to be the kind to mistreat them because of their weaknesses. 

Still, with even the ever-impassive Milia showing clear signs of extreme stress, and had to constantly hold herself to not lash out.

Thankfully for the maid, their days of suffering were coming close to an end.

***

Sol’s Bedroom was located near the top of the Tower. It was a place richly decorated with dozens of gold-covered decorations he had never bothered to truly care about. But Lilith always insisted that a King needed a king room, and so Sol never complained much. 

Lying down on his large king-sized bed. Sol slowly opened his eyes before promptly closing them. The light hurt him, and he could only let out a groan of pain and frustration. 

His eyes were not the only thing that was hurting at the moment. His whole body felt like it was wrecked. His skin felt extremely sensitive to the flow of the wind, and all kinds of odors and scents seemed to trigger his nose. 

Information flooded his mind as if he had fully activated his dimension but he knew that this was not the case. 

What is going on? 

He slowly opened his eyes this time, trying to adjust himself. Such an overflow of information was not a first for him and while this was different from his dimension. The result was similar. 

Only when he was able to do so was he able to realize where he was.

My room? 

“Did you think something cliche like “an unfamiliar ceiling'? Then again, I guess in your case this is a very familiar ceiling.” A mocking but gentle voice came from his side. Sol did not even need to physically turn to realize who it was. 

“Anubis…I am dreaming? Or did I die and enter the After Life?” Sol chuckled. His throat felt sore. But he could not need to joy in seeing one he could call a friend.

A black haired man with golden eyes gazed at Sol. His eyes filled with worry, but he did not show it outwardly.

He answered with a sarcastic tone. 

“I mean. I know I am handsome enough to be part of many people's dreams. But no, you are not dreaming. As for dying. Sadly, I do not think I could transform you into an undead. Quite the shame, I must say.”

“Indeed. Becoming an immortal undead would have been an interesting experience.” Sol answered in kind while focusing on the wounds on his body. 

No blood was flowing, and they were already partially closed, but it was unusual for his body to heal so slowly. He briefly considered just reversing time to heal himself, but he had a feeling that the 24-hour mark was already long gone.

“Though this is quite amusing. This is the second time you've woken up with me at your side. I guess this is fate in a way.”

Sol released a sigh, mostly because he hated how weak he currently felt. “True. Waking up with a beauty beside me would have felt better. But I guess you will do.” 

He did a brief scan with his mind, and he was surprised to realize that he was able to cover the entire cover. Though not able to reach the hidden zones. This was a result that was far higher than his previous record.

“Oh?” Anubis raised an eyebrow. “You scanned the entirety of the Tower in one second? Your power growth is honestly admirable. You are becoming more of a monster every day.”

“I don’t think calling someone a monster is a compliment.”

Anubis shrugged and ignored Sol’s words, “I heard you killed a demigod. This is some bullshit level talent here. Not calling you a freak is already a consideration of my part.”

“What can I say. I am just building differently.” Sol laughed but then entered a coughing fit. His body still hurts. But he couldn’t hold himself.

This kind of back and forth with someone else than Kali was always welcome. But even as he continued the discussion. His mind was working furiously. Multitasking was simply too easy for his current level.

“How long was I out? And what brings you to our puny Mortal realm?” Sol asked.

“Curiosity mostly. Boredom most assuredly, and we were also missing our daughter.”

“So you came with your wife.” Sol nodded and tried to prop himself up, but Anubis placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back to his bed. 

“Don’t force me to bind your body with a hex. Stay lying down, rest, and listen. I will now give you a recap of everything you missed.”

Sol briefly considered resisting, but in the end, he simply sighed and closed his eyes. There was no use in fighting back for something like this. 

“Before you start. Where are the others? I am surprised they aren’t already swarming in.”

“Oh, they are close. I simply closed the space with a barrier. What you need now is rest. Not a bunch of admittedly very attractive women, crowding around you. Once we finish, I will tell them that you are awake.”

Sol hesitated a little, but in the end, he simply sighed.

“Thank you.” He didn’t want them to see him still wounded. So indeed, this was perhaps the best solution.

Now that he was awake, he could already feel his wounds slowly closing. His will was powerful enough to override the foreign energy in his wounds and cleanse him. 

His regeneration power would soon activate. 

“Very well. Now then. Where should I start?” Anubis smiled. Thinking about his coming back to the Mortal Realm. 

Truly, one never got bored with Sol.