P R O L O G U E …
(In a calm, yet serious voice, not too deep with it being smooth and soothing) "Brr… It is morning, yet it's still cold. I guess winter finally came. Sigh. Are you wondering who I am? Well, no need for me to tell you, you will find out soon. I am from a kingdom called Cerulean, but that is what the locals call the kingdom. It goes by many names, such as Caerulleae and Kyanos, but it's basically all the same. It's the place where I was born. You wanna know what's so special about this world and the things that make it different from the rest? Well, I suggest you start reading because I won't inform you just by giving you a sneak peek.*Mhm"
Blang!
A strange sound echoed out of nowhere. It sounded like a chime. Well, it didn't seem like it came from anywhere, but you can hear it from the back of your head. Certainly, no one knows what it is or where it is from. Just as it comes like the wind unnoticed, until it makes its presence known. If you hear its call, you know you are one of the chosen.
[ Congratulations. System Primordia has chosen you. ]
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[ Analysing User#!24503100180… ]
What follows after you unlock your ability is your choice,
so choose carefully, there's NO redos.
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"Huh, what's this sound?" Azrael mumbled in his usual low tone before a screen suddenly appeared in front of his face. "Eh—?" Surprised, he took a small step back as he wondered what suddenly popped up. "…Patient analysing?" He read, carefully examining the translucent screen that emitted a purplish glow.
[ Greetings User#!24503100180. ]
"What the—"
"Greetings, Azrael Raven." An odd, solid voice interrupted him as it followed the display.
The young boy was left speechless, confused perhaps. By the second, a number of questions had been going on in his head as he wondered what this is. He took a deep breath, walking near towards the screen.
"Weird…" he thought, hesitantly reaching his hand out toward the screen, every part of him was curious. The closer his fingers went, the more he could feel the dry and frosty air around it as if unreal. *Tap*. He could feel the chilly surface at the slightest touch.
[ Azrael Raven has achieved the successful awakening and has unlocked the following class.
You are now registered as a player:
Choose a subclass to begin with:
Tank, Mage, Assassin, Melee, Blacksmith, Porters, Swordsman, Researcher, Scout.
Tap on the screen for job / subclass. ]
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"Hm…" He was about to tap the screen again, but he remembered that he had something urgent to do, the urgency that had left unannounced had suddenly returned.
"Ugh, I don't have time for this," Turning his back on the screen as he started walking away.
He could not process what happened, and his head was already full of unanswered questions; he did not have time for his awakening. Plus, he was just done mourning, how was this supposed to be important to him?
Although that doesn't mean that it's not important, aren't there any more problems stuck in his mind already? Surely, he didn't want to add more.
He paused, just as he was about to take another step. "What was it I had to do?" , the frustrations building while scratching at the back of his head and wincing his eyes as he tried to remember what he had forgotten about.
Blang!
The familiar chime rang in his head. Shortly after he opened his eyes, the translucent display appeared right before him once again.
"*Urgh*…."
[ Azrael Raven has achieved the successful awakening and has unlocked the following class.
You are now registered as a player:
Choose a subclass to begin with:
Tank, Mage, Assassin, Melee, Blacksmith, Porters, Swordsman, Researcher, Scout.
Tap on the screen for job / subclass. ]
"Fine….*Tap*"
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