"Ummmm"
Asura was suddenly present in the lobby of the ghost hotel. He instinctively jumped backward and did a rollover. Only when his back hit the hotel's wall did he notice his surroundings.
"Wait a second"
"Why in God's name am I in the hotel now? Wait wait wait... If I am here, then my body.?"
As soon as his thoughts arrived there, he froze and then hurriedly channeled his soul power to check if his soul was still connected to a physical body. He channeled soul-power into the soul space and saw his soul chained.
Seeing it made Asura sigh in relief. The soul being chained means that it is still tied to a physical body and is not free of physical constraint.
"So I am not killed by Arhat for now, but I do not know for how long I might be safe. Fucking hell, how couldn't I see his true face for all this time? How blind I was to fall in love with such a disgusting human being. Luckily, if not for the soul-powers, I would have been killed by him at some point too, after he got bored with me. "
Asura spoke aloud, sadly lamenting his situation, and made his way towards the reception desk. Even if he wanted to go out right away and retrieve his body, he couldn't due to the hotel's bindings on his soul. As such, he could only stay and pray that he wouldn't be killed or have any kind of serious damage done to his body until he returned.
But, once I returned, I beat the shit out of him and... Asura got stuck, not knowing what to do after that.
'Should I hand him over to the police? But what should I tell them? I have no proof of his crimes and I don't even know what he had done. All I know is that the amount of karma around him is not something that can occur without committing heinous crimes. '
"Click, clack..."
While he was lost in thoughts, time passed on and the sounds of footsteps arrived from the hotel's door.
Asura looked up and saw some new ghosts. There were four of them, all women, dressed in the style of 80's clothing with a thick blood miasma covering them. They laughed and walked away without even taking a glance at the reception desk. They just made their way upstairs and disappeared.
'They must have been registered with the last receptionist.'
Ghosts can register for rooms as many days as they like. For each day, they have to pay a certain amount of karma.
The hotel door opened once again, and the old woman with the face mask came in from the outside. Since she registered the day before for a few days, she too walked directly upstairs and disappeared towards her room.
Then, for a while, new customers (ghosts), both men and women, of all ages, started coming in. From their speech and closeness to other ghosts, it's not hard to guess that these ghosts must have come often come.
I just don't know if they have lived here before when they were alive or if they come here from other places every day.
If it's the latter, then the reputation of this ghost hotel should not be small in the ghost circle, otherwise, so many ghosts wouldn't come here to travel to the other realms. Also, according to the inheritance, these kinds of places that allow for travel between realms are not so common.
But even if it is not common, there may be thousands upon thousands of them throughout the whole world. Sadly, the inheritance did provide further information on this topic. I would be glad to know if every ghost hotel has receptionists like me, or if there is something special about this hotel compared to others.
Asura then noticed some more ghosts walking in and, lo and behold, it was none other than the annoying pregnant lady ghost. From watching all the different ghosts today, some with weak and some with denser miasma than the lady ghost, he knows that she's targeting him on purpose. Remembering how she almost got him made his anger bubble up.
The little girl walked forward while patting the ball on the ground, looking at me with her white soulless eyes, and a wide grin on her red lips, "Uncle, can you play the ball with me?"
The lady walked forward and slapped her on the head, causing her head to crack open and sink into her chest. The little girl immediately started crying out loud with a jarring voice, making Asura wince at the voice. But even when blood and brain matter was flowing out freely from her head, her hands didn't stop playing with the ball.
"Thud... thud"
The ball hit against the floor, making loud noises and with the girl's loud crying, it just got on Asura's nerves.
"Little bitch, stop playing with the ball all the time and stop crying."
The lady got mad at the kid and once again slapped her head, causing it to sink into her body, making it look like a headless body. But, even then, the crying didn't stop, nor did the tapping of the ball.
While this was going on, from the stairs to the upper floors, eerie green eyes glowed, looking towards where Asura was and a voice whispered to itself.
"Hehehe... Little human boy, I hope you have fun with them."
After the voice disappeared, a dim green glow drilled into the protective cover and merged into the body of Asura.
Asura watched the banter, his anger suddenly reached a peak when the green glow affected him and he was clenching his fists and grinding his teeth. When the fetus from the lady got out of the womb and climbed onto her shoulder, she watched her mother and sister. Then it turned toward Asura and spread its arms around and shouted, "Uncle... uncle. Please hug me."
That sentence was the breaking point for Asura. His body was burning red and steam was rising from his nostrils and he looked like an angry bull ready to destroy anything.
"Raaaawrrrr"
"Bang"