Zion enjoyed sleeping. It kept him sane, relaxed his body, and filled him with energy for the next day. As a cultivator, the stronger he became, the less sleep he needed, but kept the routine.
So when his beauty sleep was rudely interrupted by a loud banging on his door, Zion entered his angry, cranky, lack of sleep mode.
"Zion! Open the door!" A female voice shouted from the other side of the door.
"Ughhh! Who the fuck is knocking so early in the morning? Go away!" He shouted, laying back down.
Without warning, his door flung open releasing a gust of wind that blew Zion's hair in his face, then the door closed with a loud slam, ringing his ears.
"Aunty?" Zion asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Heh, no wonder you like to sleep in." A smile crept onto her face as she saw two women cradling Zion as they slept, completely unfazed by the loud noise.
"Ughh, do you know how early it is? Why are you waking me up right now?"
