261 A Talk With…

His consciousness moved through the air, passing into a cloud. He couldn't feel the weight of his body; it was as light as a feather, or even lighter. The smoky clouds were like cotton that was penetrated by the consciousness. To be accurate, his consciousness just fazed through them.

At the next instant, he regained consciousness, having arrived within a large bubble. On the other end of the bubble lay a figure, the appearance etched in the depths of his memory. It was a humanoid figure, bigger than the ones he was used to, way bigger.

Hair that was long, and transparent, possessing suction pod-like mouths on their ends. A face that was a mix between man and monster; now that he took a better look, the parts of a monster on the face resembled that of a Wisdom Parasite.