I wake up to find myself completely upside down in bed.

  How did this happen? I don’t remember turning myself all the way around.

  I move the sheets off myself and find myself face to crotch with pillow Serne.

  I move him around until I am facing his face.

  Pillow Serne’s eyes are green just like the real one, but do not shimmer at all. It’s to be expected as it’s just a pillow.

  I make my bed make itself, and change the color to a dull grey. Better than an eerie green.

  I should take a shower.

  As I remove my clothes, I stare at pillow Serne that sits on my bed.

  He looks different than the true Serne.

  Hmm… What does Serne’s name mean?

  It must mean something!

  Are Serne’s eyes that color? His fur that shade?

  Should I compare the real him and this pillow?

  No, that’d just be weird.

  I walk into the bathroom with a lone shower.

  This room needs more furnishings, but I have a newish philosophy; make as you go!

  Whenever I need something, that’s when I’ll put it here, otherwise, why put in things I don’t use?

  I could even put in a time limit before things turn to ash. Perhaps a 30 day time limit before it goes poof?

  I turn on the shower, adjusting the pressure and temperature using a slider.

  The changing temperature and pressure are a bit useless for me. My fur is as strong as steel, and I can survive freezing temperatures.

  My mind is active, but I still feel the effects of waking up.

  Maybe I should get some coffee?

  I could get some from one of my coffee shops, but that tastes terrible.

  I’d prefer authentic.

  I could also always just project tastes delicious onto the coffee.

  But what if there is some cool drink that I hadn’t thought of?

  You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.

  What if there is some magical drink that tastes 1000 times better?

  I could go to another city in that magic world and ask what the best drink is, but they might just reply with a type of alcohol.

  I don’t really like the taste of alcohol, wasn’t really able to drink it on earth due to laws, but here?

  I can try it in larger amounts than a sip from your parent’s beer.

  Although, I’m probably gonna refrain.

  I would prefer not to get drunk and find the amount of mountains has changed. Even if it’s an increase, I’d prefer not to confuse people accidentally. I prefer my confusions for others to be intentional.

  After washing myself, I dress in a t-shirt, pants, and a cloak.

  Now I look mysterious.

  Oh!

  Mysterious Asterios!

  It rhymes depending on how you pronounce my name.

  I thought about a pair of sunglasses, but that just feels over the top.

  A cloak covers my comfortable clothes, so I blend in more.

  Now, what was my plan earlier?

  Oh right, I hadn’t fully decided, I just want to try something to drink.

  I could ask Serne, he might have some good advice.

  I teleport myself to Serne and find him and 3 others walking through my city.

  They seem to be having trouble with navigation.

  Suddenly, they all turn to me.

  How can they see me?

  Oh.

  I teleported my body, not just my soul thing.

  I wave at them.

  “Hi” I say.

  This is sudden and unexpected.

  There is Durn, Serne, the Queen Priestess, and someone with unimportant character written all over them.

  I point at the Queen Priestess with a paw, and say “who goes there?”

  I then wave at Durn while avoiding showing my relation to Serne.

  Durn waves back.

  He looks sick.

  Although, one would think they all would, so this is likely a win in their books.

  The Queen Priestess responds after a few moments studying me, “we are here to thwart your evil plans!”

  She points her stick-ahem-staff at me, “remove the curse you cast upon me, and we will let you be if you never come in contact with our lands again.”

  What curse?

  The frequently loses left socks one?

  That’s just a prank.

  How could she tie that back to me?

  I put in frequently so as to not connect to me.

  I ask her, “what curse?”

  She replies while jabbing her stick in the air like a madman, “the one you did to steal my garments”

  That’s… terrible phrasing.

  Serne subtly gives me a look.

  He seems to be telling me, you are terrible.

  I look at her and say, “I made you lose your socks, I did not take them.”

  I point at Durn, “I am not malicious or too terrible, he can corroborate.”

  Durn doesn’t notice, he’s busy inspecting a completely metal house.

  Serne bumps Durn in the shoulder, causing him to turn to Serne, “what?”

  Serne points at me, “do you corroborate?” He then looks at Durn, before quickly adding, “about him not being malicious or too terrible.”

  Durn looks at me, and hesitates before vomiting on the ground.

  Ughh.

  Gross.

  I guess this is my fault, but still, gross.

  I quickly fling that bit of ground, sending it to meet the nearest star.

  Note to self, I need some type of cleaning thing for my city.

  Oh wait, it already has that.

  That spectacle was entirely pointless.

  Oh well.

  I shrug my shoulders while thinking to myself, prompting 3 of them (durn is sick so doesn’t notice) to give me a confused look.

  I give the most piercing gaze I can muster, and stare as deep into Durns soul as possible.

  It appears I fail, because his response is, “he’s an evil bastard! Trapping people in otherworldly cities, it’s just sick!”

  He quickly adds in a whisper, “but he does have interesting metals.”

  An evil bastard? I’ll have him know that my parents in both lives conceived me during a marriage or equivalent!

  I take a few steps forward prompting the Queen priestess to have her stick pointed directly towards my nose.

  If I were a dog beastkin, I might bite this, but either of the me’s wouldn’t dare. Who knows where this Queen Priestess has been?

  She has a habit of poking people with sticks, I assume some corpses as well!

  Anyway, I crouch down look at Durn’s pale sickly face.

  He looks very sick.

  Suddenly, he starts a very disgusting motion right towards me, but I quickly dodge.

  I fly directly into the Queen priestess and Serne, flinging us very close to my little partially furnished apartment.

  The distance is fine though, it’s very hard to get anywhere here, this city has become a mess since I started making it. But it’s a cool trippy mess, so that makes up for its lack of navigability.

  Somehow, Serne has managed to be on top of me, instead of me on top of him.

  I hit him, so how did this happen?

  I stare into his big goggles.

  Huh.

  Why does he have goggles?

  They are like the type used for science experiments?

  Unless the others are more immortal than him, there’s no reason that he needs to wear these and the others don’t.

  After staring into my eyes for a moment, he pushes off the ground and scoots away from me and the Queen Priestess.

  I might just call her QP, or maybe Creepy? They sound similar enough.

  No, It might make more sense to find out if she has a name.

  I ask her, “can I have your name?”

  She’s still dusting off her clothes, but answers, “no, you cannot have my name.”

  Huh?

  I look at Serne as he makes a weird expression. I thinks he’s trying to convey something, but what?

  Is her name Eyebrow lifted? Okay okay, that is a truly terrible and uninspired joke.

  I can’t really ask Serne for help with tasty drinks right now, so I think I’m gonna leave.

  I wave at the priestess and Serne, “Goodbye, hope to see you all again!”

  After these short goodbyes, I teleport myself to my room to think about what to do next.