Michael spent the days during their journey to the sanctuary in silent reflection. This new body took some getting used to, and the thought that someone else used to own it was disturbing. Michael didn't like the fact that he had essentially stolen someone's body one bit. He wondered if somehow it's inhabitant was in his own body back on Earth.<br/><br/>Once they arrived, Michael began exploring his options in this new world. He had always wanted to be strong, to protect, but had never been able to before. Now though, that was within his possibilities. He studied hard to become a warrior and protector. He even took faith for the first time in his life. With his faith, he seemed to grow only more powerful on the field of battle.<br/><br/>Soon Michael had reached a level of competency, that would prevent an embarrassing demise. He knew he had much to learn still, but with the guidance of his goddess he would grow. Gathering for Cornellius, Michael took a seat nearby. Pulling out his whetstone, he sharpened his axe to pass the time. He had a feeling this wasn't the normal training. Today his life would begin.