Chapter 15: Exhaustion
Opening his eyes, Kazi saw a smooth grey ceiling. The popcorn ceiling he was acquainted with for most of his life was gone. Smoothness implied wealth but that wasn't the case here.
He was in his own personal dimension. A place described by Azrael as being in the middle of nothingness.
He got up and instinctively had the desire to wash his face.
"Oh shoot." Kazi face-palmed. "No bathroom or shower."
As much as he wanted to snag the equipment and parts necessary for a full bathroom, he didn't have the points. His Prize Point count had drained down to a measly one hundred. Furniture, food plus the Touch of Thunder, and he was out of money.
He smelled himself. "It's not that bad. Buuut I should probably take one anyway. Don't wanna stink up the place."
That begged the question on what exactly this new body was. Was it purely the soul? Did that mean souls had smells? So weird, but also impossible to figure out.
"Open party status."
[ Name: Kazi Hossain
Level: 8
HP: 50