What once used to be just an ordinary man, became something completely different. After nearly dying and waking up in a strange place, with an even stranger man staring at you with an odd smile, anyone would be confused. When they notice that their body has changed from that of an ordinary — material — body to that of an unordinary — decisively immaterial — body, most people would justifiably freak out. Oddly enough, Jacob — henceforth known as Ibras — deals with it relatively well. That is, until he realizes what his new ethereal body really entails.

Is there any point in having a body that's made out of mana if it means you can't interact with anything? Sure, you might be able to cast magic and topple over nature itself, but what's the point with that if you can't even celebrate it with a good, cold drink?