Meeting the Overseer

Walking on this new path, both literally and metaphorically, was a strange experience. 

It was new for me to walk on a perfectly even stone road without even the slightest worry of twisting my ankle. Or rather, it would be if I didn't have my memories of life on earth. 

Yet, being able to compare the road I was using right now to the stuff that only way more advanced civilization could create wasn't the way to go. If I kept doing that, I would never be satisfied with anything in this world but the girls. 

That's why, for every step I took, I did my best to enjoy just how fine the local highway was. At least, in comparison to the abandoned-looking road that pathfinder used to bring me to the highway. 

The same difference could be applied to my current guide. 

Instead of a silent and condescending treatment of a pathfinder that I got so used to over the last few days, my new guide was...