Ghel woke up with cold sweat all over him. His stomach grumbled and he looked around the room he was in.
The bed was trible king size and even the ceiling seemed like four meters high. Weirdly enough he smelled, flowers? Overall did it seem like the room belonged to someone, someone female. It was funny that most things like a chair and table were normal size.
"Did I shrink? No, I am probably in the Blissful Life Inn. But who belongs this room to?" He stood up and his first reaction was to put on clothes.
"....to sleep in a real bed made me do some old habits, eh?" He found it funny. His eyes focused and he rememberd what he experienced after the drink, lets called it Drunkyard Killer, in that space.
His hands gently touched the mask and he mumbled to himself. "If I understand what it wants?" He couldn't help but shacke his head. Too much was going on yesterday.
Him overusing the skill of the mask, meeting most likely a god, Lala transforming, his first flight, the gazes and words of the crowds in the city. The list would go on but for one day it was too much.
"Oh right, I probably have a new quest. Open."
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