Hell was that?!

I just returned from my first 20 hours inside Another World.

Getting out of the glass tube with green-goo all over my body should startle me, but I couldn’t even say a thing about it!

I just hit my bed.

I can barely remember what happened.

[- Aaaaah, shiiit…]

MY HEAD HURTS!

I have to stop it!

I can’t remember!

It was just too weird!

A Dragon, a Dragon King not to say the least, has many more senses, and in a much more heightened state, than a regular human.

Jacks’ mind adapted unusually fast to such body, but coming back to ones’ regular, mediocre human body afterwards was…

[- Aaah…]

Refreshing.

- Attention all employees.

[- Won’t get out of this bed. Not today, haha].

As the staff-speak system started to broadcast, Jack just laid in his bed in a leisurely manner.

His emotions were impacted beyond the point of return now. If he forced himself anymore he might even develop some kind of mental disease.

It was too much of an emotional trauma to experience what it meant to be a top-level existence, and depressive thoughts would be bound to arise… if he wasn’t so relieved and happy to return to his reliable old body.

Everything was simply new. Too new. Once people began to turn older, their minds would just accommodate and start to refuse anything new. Everything is news for a child or a young man, but for those on their thirties like Jack?

He had defined what was “reality”, “possibility”, “feeling” and “sensing” a long ago.

Some people go crazy when they eat shrooms or take on LSD. Jack came close to that, so it was no surprise when he started to sleep soundly on his bed, zero fucks given to the broadcasting.

- All employees are to go to the Conference Room in order to share their experiences in the game. Repeating. All employees…