Nansich was lying on the softest bed in the world.
The moment he had thrown himself onto it, the mattress had practically swallowed him whole, sinking comfortably beneath his weight. After five years of roaming around the world, killing things, sleeping on the dirt, and waking up with rocks digging into his back, this honestly felt like heaven. He let out a long, satisfied sigh and stared up at the ceiling with a huge grin on his face.
Being in an alien world wasn't so bad after all.
Actually, it was fucking awesome.
He suddenly rolled out of bed and ran toward the window, practically bouncing with excitement as he pushed it open and peered outside. His room was located on the highest floor of one of the three enormous towers that made up the castle. Getting all the way up here wasn't even difficult. The castle had some strange room where you simply walked inside, and somehow it would take you directly to whichever floor or room you wanted to reach.
It was basically magic.
