The God of Ice Hell
"Hey, did something happen to you? You look so terrible." Andreus sat right next to me with a bottle of a cold mineral bottle from the human world.
We are on a mission of soul-hunting, and taking a break is not a crime to do. I was too tired of teleporting and running through the hard-headed souls who doesn't want to cross over.
"I didn't get enough rest for the past three days," I said. "Can you please open this for me?" I am talking about the water he just passed on to me a while ago.
"Really?" Unlocking the bottle cap. "You must be very tired, I'll go get you some herb to the Garden of one of the deities in the West. It was called the Sleepy Head leaves, We'll just going to boil it and you should take a sip to lessen the negative vibe on you."
"Thank you," I politely replied, taking a sip of the cold water.