The soft light of the moon shines down on me as I slowly walk toward the village market. I can see a few of the shop lights on from a distance. One or two 24-hour stores will be open for sure.

I was really hoping for a nice hot meal, but I guess this is just a blessing in disguise. I'll need to slowly rehydrate and feed myself at first anyways. A full plate of food would have been suicide if I tried to scarf one of those down.

My mouth waters and my body shakes at the thought of real food and cold liquids after so long in that white-walled jail cell.

I walk into the first convenience store I see to grab a few fresh fruits, electrolyte drinks, and assorted nuts. It may seem bland, but to me, it looks like a 9-course meal.

Slowly sipping on one of the drinks, I make my way back to my apartment. My feet drag and a grunt comes out every few steps. The nutrients filling my body do make me feel slightly better, and some energy is returning for me so I can utilize my self-regeneration skill, but it's not helping much...

In the dead of night, I finally make it back to my building, walk up the steps, and open the door to my apartment. Letting out a long sigh, I collapse onto my bed.

Over the next few hours, I finish up a full bottle of electrolytes, and scarf down the fresh fruit and nuts. I continuously regenerate my muscles and deteriorated flesh with my self-regeneration skill slowly building back some of my body mass.

I fall into a deep sleep. Right now, this is the most comfortable bed in the world.

I wake up the next morning to the rising sun feeling incredible, but still starving... Looking in the mirror as I get ready for the day, I can tell that I've lost a considerable amount of weight. Last night's re-feed and regeneration session definitely added a few kilograms back to my frame, but I need a lot more mass to get back to my normal weight.

I grab a few pairs of extra clothes and throw them in my item storage, then leave a handful of silver out on the floor with a note apologizing to my landlord just in case he stops by and tries to evict me...

I walk to a local breakfast spot and dig in. I start off slow but get my fill, I feel much better than I have in weeks. I'm able to put on a bit more weight but am still easily 7kg down from when I started this extravaganza. It'll take me a while to gain this last bit back. Thanking the waitress and leaving a considerable tip, I head off to the goblin dungeon filled with excitement and dread.

Another odd sensation won't stop nagging at the back of my head since I woke up either... The feeling of near-unlimited mana all around me is no more. I'm inching to be full of power again, but I suppress it for now.

My heart pounds in my chest as I near Alpine Square. I'm heading back to the capital to see my teammates and check in with the Hunters Association. This could go so many different ways, I'll have to prepare for the worst...

After stepping into the starter dungeon I teleport to The Great Plains and step out of the portal immediately. I ride the train back to the main Dungeon Hub and take the moving stairs ups to the surface.

As I exit, one of the familiar-looking guards waves and smiles.

"Welcome back, an all-nighter in a C-Class dungeon. You've got guts, man!"

I give him a firm nod and smile while continuing my walk Into town. The morning sun is rising steadily, it's just after 9 am if I'm not mistaken, maybe closer to 10.

As I make my way toward the Hunters Association HQ I think about what that guard said to me... An all-nighter? What did he mean by that?

He must be confusing me with someone else....

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