It was as if it were reminding him of what his life was like and what the world was like.
Brand pulled out an exquisite handkerchief from his pocket, unfolded it layer by layer, revealing a small pile of candies inside. These candies were collected by him after the apocalypse, and he had amassed quite a lot of them.
His superpower was already very useful, but he still wanted a space of his own. Later, he awakened again in a pitch-black space. He walked in but couldn't see anything. It was like a wall blocking his way.
The room wasn't very big, but it was big enough for him to rest and sleep comfortably.
Later, he slowly filled the space, and gradually he had his own bed, a wardrobe, the quilt he had always dreamed of, and all kinds of clothes, including those he wanted as a child but didn't have.
Various candies, fruit juices, cookies, cakes, and many other sweets occupied a large portion of the space; these were most of the things he had collected in the early days of the apocalypse.
The space wasn't very big, nor was it very small, but it fulfilled his desire to have a home. This was Brand's secret place, and only he could enter it.
He slept peacefully on the large bed he had collected, a place where he could only sleep soundly in his own little corner over the years.
Brand always carries some candy with him so he can easily grab it whenever he wants.
It was late at night. Brand sat by the French windows for a long time before going to the bedroom. There was nothing in the bedroom except a simple bed. He then went into his little corner and fell asleep peacefully.
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