Good Mood
Jayce sat on the ground after a long while, now covered in droplets of sweat. He hadn't felt like this since his previous life when he used to swing his sword countless times in order to grow stronger.
Remembering the struggle he went through to get stronger in his past life brought a smile to his face. The constant refining of his swords skills through repetition, honing his body into a well-conditioned machine, all in the hopes of surviving in this new world.
While they had not been fun times, he looked back at them fondly at this moment. He had not only refined his body back then, but he was also refining his mind and discipline and now he was reaping the benefits of such.
Sitting here drenched in sweat after some training made him feel a sense of nostalgia. His thoughts traveled to his old party who were like a second family to him in that time. While they weren't the strongest of players, they were still near and dear to his heart.