He rubbed his eyes a few times, sure that he was more than half asleep. But no matter how much he tried to wake himself up, the sentient basketball didn't disappear.
The thin black arms had white gloves for hands "Aye pal, no amount of eye rubbing and arm pinching is gonna do ya any good. Your physical body might be asleep, but I assure yous this ain't no dream."
At this point Jason was sure he wasn't dreaming, he had pinched himself and felt the sting "So if this isn't a dream why am I talking with a sentient basketball?"
The brows above the basketball's eyes furrowed in clear displeasure "You think I'm happy to be looking like this?
This ain't my real form. If I revealed my true form let alone you, this entire insignificant world wouldn't be able to handle it. This is the shape that the system has forced me to take."
Jason's eyes raised with curiosity "So you're connected to the system huh? The same thing that brought me back to the past and gave me all these abilities?"
