It was clearly not time for Mark to be awake yet. Last night, he'd gotten heavily drunk—just like most nights. But despite all that, he wasn't worried the absurd amount of alcohol would affect his body, because it wouldn't.
His constitution was so strong that he could recover from the effects of drinking after just about an hour of sleep. His other friends weren't like that, so they were often jealous of him.
Mark himself couldn't explain why his body was so exceptional. He had been that way since childhood. His wounds would heal much faster, he rarely got sick, and the effects of potions became even more potent when they entered his body.
Naturally, the kingdom once summoned him to the palace and ran experiments on him. He didn't mind—aside from the fact that he couldn't disobey the king's orders, he was also paid quite well.
