-2

I've regained my original clothes and weapon, and managed to 'settle in' as best as I can. Sadly, as I soon found out, my outfit is not very wing-friendly. I've had to find new chest armour through which these damn things fit, and covering them up with my cloak is too much of a hassle to go through with.

This whole situation is still ridiculous. All-powerful beings turning people in pseudo-angels? I can't help but find that familiar. Still, it seems I'm viewing it from an entirely different perspective this time. What's even more cheerful is that those from my own world are rudely turning their back on me.

Well, no matter. I can handle this alone.