With a languished sigh, he pushed off the wooden frame as it turned to gold. But first he had to prepare for today, he had already completed his daily hygiene schedule bathing, brushing hair and teeth, trimming nails, all that remained was deciding what he was going to wear. For now, Kon stood bare chested only wearing a pair of boxer briefs. Two options were available to him, formal or functional attire. Past experiences with the miners showed him that the first was completely unsuitable as a result he let his suit remain hanging neatly folded and pressed by his bedside. Instead Kon withdrew his white, previously navy blue uniform, bleached as a result of his magical encounter with the entity inside him. Kon’s attitude towards the being was unchanged, he had become accustomed to his heavenly body magic, it would take him a while to acclimate to whatever was happening within him. Somehow he suspected it was only the beginning of things to come.
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