14

(Asher’s POV)

I don’t know whether to be impressed, or horrified. A few days ago, I was eating with my beloved mother, and due to my lack of tact and preparation, I was summoned to The Flesh, involuntarily. That’s not the worst part, to be honest. After my victory inside the new environment of The Flesh, I, was teleported back to the real world, drenched in blood, and inside the communal toilet where people can go in and out freely. You might be able to guess what happens after that.

The staffs of the restaurant looking horrified? Absolutely. My mother looking horrified? Well…

Of course.

That’s where me getting grounded in the main house started. Luckily it was just for the whole weekend, and I understand why my mother did all of this. Particularly triggered by the stench of blood—which probably triggered the traumatizing memory of the death of her husband—my mother, worried and frightened at the same time, want me to stay close to her so I am not los