Due to my enhanced thoughts, as soon as he placed the card on the table, I didn't touch it and just registered a room for him and placed the keycard on the table. This seemed to have surprised the fat man, as instead of taking the card away, he seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end, he just took the card and left towards the stairs.
As I looked at his back, thinking of what had happened to him for him to become like this, he stopped near the staircase again and, like every time in the past 2 days, he reached for his sides and pulled the flesh apart.
But. Even though I heard the tearing and splashing of flesh blood, what I saw was him reaching towards his sides and just pulling. Neither the flesh was ripped nor the blood flowed out of him, which made me confused as to what had occurred. Then, strangely, a thought occurred to me, 'True form'.
It must be the true form of the fat ghost. The form I saw during these two days must be an illusion ghosts use to deceive humans by using their pre-death forms, or else if anyone sees the grotesque appearance the fat-man had now, they will die from fear.
I wasn't able to see the true form until now. It is due to mysterious symbols and the bump on the forehead caused by the wooden board. As I thought and touched the forehead, I was surprised to see the bump was gone. To be sure, I looked into the computer monitor and saw that my reflection on the forehead looked normal as ever.
I was relieved to see that the bump was gone, even though I was the only one who could feel and see it. It was not something I would like to have on my forehead.
Just as I was feeling good about the bump, a sudden jolt occurred in my head and a stream of information was passed in. My brain started heating up as it was trying to absorb all the information received from nowhere, and my body was paralyzed due to my brain being fully focused on processing the information. I couldn't use any other parts of my body. As I sat on the chair paralyzed, working my brain in overload trying to incorporate and understand everything that was being forcefully passed on to me.
The body started turning red and purple as it wasn't receiving oxygen and Alex started to struggle to keep up with the inflow of information and started to feel weakness creeping up. Just when it felt like I was about to pass out, the inflow of information stopped, causing my body to involuntarily gasp loudly and take huge mouthfuls of air.
"Wheeezeee..."
My body wheezed as it tried to gulp air as much as it could. After a minute had passed, it calmed down, but even though such a thing had happened, I was still shocked. There was a smile on Asura's face, like whatever happened was not bad enough.
"So, gods and demons are real." Asura mused aloud with wonder in his voice as he recalled the information he had received.
The wooden board is an inheritance Steele of true gods, and due to my special constitution, I was able to receive a part of the inheritance of the gods. Those mysterious symbols are runes that made my soul power-up, which is why I was feeling so much better all over.
And in the inheritance, I also seemed to have received some mystical techniques that are useful in exorcizing the ghosts and hunting demons. Though only 4 techniques were available, it seems due to not being able to get the full inheritance, I was not able to get the entire skillset.
"Clack clack"
The hotel door opened and the sound of walking was heard, masking Asura breaking out of his excitement. As I turned to look at the lobby, it was the mother and children trio. The last two times they appeared, they looked so pure and pristine, but now looking at their mangled and crushed true forms made Asura feel a chill down his spine.
Surrounding their true forms was a reddish-black colored miasma, which is an indication of the people's karmas. The reddish-black tint they have shows that they have taken their lives. Black represents neutral evil karma. It occurs when you have done evil acts. But if there is a red color to it, it means the person has taken their life. The darker and more spread the miasma is, the more evil actions they must have committed.
The fat man had grey-colored karma, which meant he was neutral and had not committed evil acts, but he was not pure either, as good people have white miasma covering them.
The three of them arrived at the reception desk, their eyes traveling along with the protective screen and using their ghostly powers to see through it, before they could see through the protective screen. Asura chanted a mantra, one of the protection spells from the inheritance.
"Kuch na sunta... Kuch na dekhta... kuch na bolta "
"Kuch na sunta... Kuch na dekhta... kuch na bolta "
As he chanted the mantra two times as fast as he could, he brought his right-hand palm forward and the tattoo on it glowed and a white halo covered Asura's body.
After the halo covered his body, it seemed to have shown its effect as the three ghosts that were trying to see through the screen now looked confused and the lady spoke.
"Mr. Are you there? "
She spoke in an alluring and tempting voice that would melt the hearts of anyone. But, now that Asura had knowledge of most of the things, he didn't reply and just tapped two times on the desk. As the lady heard the tappings, her countenance darkened and she simply took out her ID card and placed it on the desk.
Asura registered a room for them and pushed the card and Id back and watched them as the three of them looked like they had been cheated of their favorite meal.
As she took the card the ghost baby crawled from her chest towards her skirt and went between her thighs. Under squelching and bone snapping sounds, it made its way back into her womb and curled around like a fetus, While all this happened, not even a peep of sound left her mouth and she simply held her daughter's hand and walked towards the stairs.