Ray was startled awake by the knock on his door.
He jumped out of bed, his senses on high alert. He quickly composed himself and walked over to the door, opening it just enough to peek through the crack.
He saw the young knight from the night before, a respectful look on his face.
"Sir, breakfast," the young man said, holding a tray of food.
"Huh?" Ray asked, his voice still heavy with sleep. "What time is it?"
"Sir, it's past ten," the young knight answered.
Ray's eyes widened. He couldn't believe he had been sleeping for so long.
He took the plate from the man's hands with a quiet, "Thanks," and shut the door.
He leaned against the door; the tray held in his hands. "What's going on? How is this possible?"
If this happened in the real world, before he started playing Apex Survival, he would have understood this because he was so lazy during those times.
