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[quote]Jun Long jumped off of his bed, stumbling a little as he landed, and rushed around the room looking for something akin to a wash basin.  He finally found a basic wooden tub and started filling it with water.  Just as the tub had filled up to around half-way full, Jun Long started feeling an acute, sharp pain that shot down his arm and through his hand all the way to the tips of his fingers.  As the stinging sensation continued, Jun Long's body started to go numb.

Jun Long's legs were the first to lose feeling, and his lower torso followed shortly after.  Wondering just what was going on, Jun Long realised that it must be the same as in the virtual reality games that he played - his 'Energy' or 'Mana' or 'Spirit' was depleted, and he was suffering from straining his body to produce more water via Magic!

Quickly stopping the flow of magical water from his hand, Jun Long fell to his knees and leaned over the tub to see his reflection.  It was the first time that he had seen what he looked like in this new world, even the original Lo Bei Fang had never seen what he looked like.  The family that he belonged to must be quite poor - or uninterested in him.

The first thing he noticed was how dirty he looked.  It was as if he had just come home after rolling around in a dry dirt field.  He had smudges and specks of dirt all over his face and neck.  Looking past all the dirt and the smudges, he saw that he was actually not too ugly.  His face was completely different to what he used to be; all fat and squinty-eyed.  He now had a sharp-looking face where he could actually see his cheekbones, and his jawline.  His nose and upper-lip complimented each other, and didn't make the center of his face look like a complete mess.

His hair was the next thing he noticed.  It was quite scruffy, and looked as if it had not been washed for a very long time - this wasn't unfamiliar, as Jun Long would rarely wash his hair in his previous life, only when it had become noticeably itchy. 

The longer he looked at himself in the water, the more he frowned his pair of soft-angled eyebrows.  He finally dunked his whole head into the water, and vigorously thrashed his head about to wash off all of the dirt and oil from the many moons having not washed himself.

It may be commonplace for the people of this new world that he was in to not be hygenic, but even Jun Long felt uneasy with his current state of cleanliness.

Quickly raising his head out of the water to gasp in a mouthful of air, Jun Long pushed his hair back with his hands and then wiped off the water on his face.  The evening had already settled into the sky outside, and the temperature of the air had dropped from what it was in the late afternoon.  His warm breath could be seen against the dimly lit background.

"[i]It's gotten cold all of a sudden.[/i]"

The feeling to the lower half of his body had already returned, and he pushed himself up off the ground.  Looking around his room, he couldn't really find a towel to dry off his hair.  The only thing that could be used like a towel were the ragged clothes that looked like it was made from a potato sack.  He didn't want to be cold, during the night, so he thought of trying to find a source of heat to dry himself off with.

"[i]Come on, IMC, this Lo Bei Fang must've had some kind of heater or fire in this house.[/i]"

Quickly searching through his memories of Lo Bei Fang's life, Jun Long became depressed as there was no such thing as a heater in this world, to Lo Bei Fang's knowledge, and fire seemed to come from Magic.

From what Jun Long saw in his memories from Lo Bei Fang, there were members of his family that could produce fire, but he had never tried doing it.  It seems that Lo Bei Fang had yet to learn how to conjure flames like he had seen his family members doing.  It didn't stop him from trying it, though.

"[i]Damn, man...  This Lo Bei Fang only knew how to watch - he never wanted to play![/i]"

Jun Long went around the house to look for some wood to burn.  He found some sitting just outside of the back door.  It seemed that his family members would only ever use their fire magic in the backyard so as not to risk burning down their house.

Picking up a few small logs of wood, Jun Long made his way to the fire pit that was dug in the middle of the backyard.  He threw them in, and pat his hands together to get rid of the dust.  After a moment of triumph, Jun Long jumped into the air and landed in a 'hero' stance, as he pushed his palm out in front of him.

Jun Long stood there looking like he was about to fire a beam out of his hands.  He stood there for a short while.  The enthusiasm quickly drained from his face, and his smile turned into a frown, as he realised that he had no idea just how he was going to birth flames from his hands the way that he saw his family members doing it in Lo Bei Fang's memories.

"[i]FUCK!! Lo Bei Fang, you useless piece of garbage!  Why didn't you ever ask someone to teach you how to use fire magic?![/i]"

Jumping up and down, Jun Long raged for a while before giving up and returning to his room.



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