The Legendary Janitor
Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
Flamed
Feeling the flame approach his face, Di Tou's lip couldn't help but twitch as every instinct told him this was a bad idea, but logic did ensure that if nothing else, this would be a safe experiment. Taking a deep breath…
Di Tou then coughed out a couple of times, as the scorching air entered his lungs.
Sighing, Di Tou moved the flame away for a moment, and took a deep breath to calm his nerves before closing his eyes and moving the flame towards him. With his current Spiritual Sense being used in lieu of vision, his eyes were indeed unnecessary for this endeavour, although having them open might have made things easier. It was just mentally the idea of burning his eyeballs or seeing the fire directly was a bit too much for Di Tou.