I jogged my hands over my body, but every touch sent shivers through me. Everything about the body I now inhabited felt alien, like a dark force from another existence. This was not just a body; it was a prison, carrying the pain-filled memories of a forgotten past. I had lived as another identity for so long that even recognizing my former self was a struggle.
Annaxor's eyes bore into me with a piercing gaze, one that seemed to delve deep into my soul. Facing him in this new reality was like being lost in a nightmare. He felt like a force from the past, something not entirely of this world. His gaze alone intensified the fear of ceasing to exist.
Suddenly, Annaxor lunged at me and delivered a powerful kick to my stomach.
"In the spirit realm, all souls are equal... or rather, their physical strengths are. Yet, I'll torment you until you lose your mind here," he said.
