I eventually peeled myself off the floor — dignity slightly bruised, but spirit very much intact.
After taking a quick shower and changing into something classy-yet-athletic, I headed out the door.
The walk to my usual gym wasn't far, but it still gave me enough time to strut like a model on a runway.
As I walked, I passed a few Cadets in the hallway.
…They barely glanced at me.
Rude.
But I didn't blame them. They probably couldn't handle the aura I was radiating.
Newly ascended. Impossibly handsome. Getting a bit sweaty already, as I was being overwhelmed by my heightened senses. A total package.
So I made sure to nod at everyone, like a benevolent emperor gracing his peasants with his presence.
"Sup?" I said to a guy I'd never met.
He blinked, confused.
"...You good, man?" he asked.
I patted his shoulder like a war veteran bestowing ancient wisdom. "Never better. Keep working hard. Or whatever it is you NPCs do."
I left him behind before he could utter a response.
