Ladies and gentlemen, Mark and me are proud to announce that we successfully finished our quest ! Turns out the mortal reincarnation office or M.R.O for short, was right around the corner ...

We are thus back on air after just a short pause of 30 min, just enough time for Mark to recover his bearings. Also, let me take just a moment to describe our current environment, since it cannot be described as an infinite blanc space anymore.

We are now in a city …

A … white city …

White ground, white buildings, white everything !

Of course there is no grass, trees or cars, it’s more of a pedestrian town …

Seems like ghost’s obsession with ecology extends further than just appearance…

This whole city is actually located right behind the big building where we should have been reincarnated. I shall call it the Reincarnator 3000 Mac 2 …

Thus, after going around the Reincarnator 3000 Mac 2, following the indications of the guard, we walked in a staight line for about 15 minute before arriving here.

Yet, It took us quite a while to recognize the outline of the city.

White on white is not the best for landmarks …

“Right Mark ?”

“Just leave me alone” He responded sobbingly

Come on Mark, stay strong. I’m gonna fix everything, just trust me.

Now back on topic, after arriving in the city, we asked around to find our way.

Meeting various pretentious humanoid giant along the way.

You know, the type of people that think so much better of themselves just because they have arms and legs unlike the common folk. And so they walk around with those just to display how so much better than everyone else they are…

Fucking fuckers ...

After entering the M.R.O, which was also another feat to accomplish since the sensor of the automatic door wouldn’t detect us, we are apparently too small, you see ? ...

We finally arrived to the reception. A … white … reception .... *sigh*

Also a reception standardized for people measuring five meter tall… *sigh*

I could have found a stool to climb again but I don’t break my promises so easily.

We thus screamed our metaphoric lungs out until someone got so annoyed that they decided to take care of us. By the way ladies, if you have the amazing chance to potentially deal with perverted dwarves while working, don’t wear a skirt …

Mark is staring so hard, i’m pretty sure his eyes will eventually pop out.

Well, he doesn’t really have eyes right now since like me, he has a floaty condition…

Also, just for the record, the pants of the pretty lady were matching the color of the city …

Don’t look at me like that, I’m a pure gentlemen ! … It’s Mark, Mark told me…

We were then carefully lifted and placed on the desk. Enjoying a clear view of her cleavage along the way …

What ? Not my fault, she lifted us too high !

She then went back around the desk, sat comfortably on her chair and, after putting on a neutral expression, she asked professionally.

“Hello kind sirs, How can I help you ?”

Mark and me looked at each other for an instant, trying to decide who should speak, but eventually Mark recognized his inferiority in the staring competition and answered the pretty lady.

“Well, it seems like we never received the reincarnation form. So we would like to regularise our situation ...”

I don’t like the way you said that Mark, it made us sound like illegal migrants…

Heeyyy, maybe we could change our name to José and Carlos !

Yeah, that seem good, and we could open a taco stand along the line, just the two of us !

That would be an awesome business ! Money would be rolling in days and night ! Floaty lamp would come from all realms just for a taste of our tacos !

Now that sound like a plan ! Well, except we are dirt poor, spirit energy wise. We don’t really have to money to make money … and people with power could simply transmute their own taco for free …

Damn this place, ruining my budding business !

Communists !!!

*hum* Anyway, back on topic, she looked a bit confused for a moment, before asking doubtfully.

“Are you sure ? I doubt any of our accredited reincarnation adviser would make such a mistake … much less two such mistakes at the same time ... generally when people come here it’s because they lost it ...”

That’s the point fair lady, survey guy definitely made no mistake, he screwed me on purpose !

Not sure for Mark though … he never talk much about his past …

“Well, anyhow, we would still like to receive the proper forms so that we could reincarnate.” Said Mark with an apologetic voice.

“Huum, I understand. If what you told me is true, then it’s good that someone told you, you could have uselessly waited forever in that line.” She responded cheerfully

Argh, I know you just wanted to be kind but it hurts. If only it had happened like that …

Please, let us leave with what’s left of our dignity !

Somehow aware of our pained expression, although we don’t have much face anymore.

She then asked “Someone told you right ? Before you had to wait I mean ...”

Mark and me looked at each other, neither of us willing to reveal anything and shame ourselves further. She kept staring intently for an answer though … with a pained expression of realisation on her face ...

And Mark breached our tacit agreement to carry this shame to the tomb.

Dammit Mark, you fell for her pretty face ! Don’t you pull a Janine on me now !

*sigh* “We waited … all the way … before the secretary told us.”

Answer which apparently shocked the kind lady enough to extract an immediate

“Oh ...” with hand in front of the gaping mouth. Followed by an “I’m sorry to hear that ...”

Great, now I feel like shit … Floaty shit …

Thus Mark and me bitterly kept silent ...

“Well, if you don’t want to wait again, I may have a proposition for you ...” she said, fetching something from her desk.

“What kind of proposition ?” I asked, happy to have a change of subject.

“A job proposition !” She answered cheerfully while presenting two sheet of paper on the desk.