A Mysterious Gift

Cain's bedroom was cloaked in the stillness of the late night. His voice whispered in the darkness as he attempted to practice his magic. Toys began to levitate in the air for a brief moment, only to fall to the floor. Frustration gnawed at him as he questioned, "It's not that hard, but why can't they stay in the air for more than a few seconds?"

As he concentrated on his levitation charm, he felt a surge of power coursing through him. He say wingardium leviosa, then The toy on the bedroom floor slowly lifted into the air, responding to his desire.

Excitement danced in Cain eyes until suddenly, a wave of dizziness overcame him, and he blacked out.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in that fimiliar place once more, a place he couldn't quite fathom but he know he already been here before he was born.

Before him lay a paper, bearing the message: "Dear Client, thanks for purchasing order number 76,944. For that, the company has decided to gift the client with a surprise gift. Please sign to claim."

Confusion and concern swirled in Cain's mind, but he couldn't be bothered by gifts at a time like this. He scrawled his name on the paper hastily and muttered, "Hey, just what happened to me?"

The disembodied voice replied, "Ding. Sorry, Client, you need to pay to ask questions. This place is called the Information Center, and my name is Arc. It's my job to answer client questions. Please pay before questioning."

Frustration seethed within Cain as he retorted, "Pay what? Just tell me what's happening to me! And last time, I didn't even ask a question. Why did you give me an answer?"

"Ding. Client is in an unstable mood. Proceed to eject the client," Arc's voice responded mechanically.

Cain's anger flared. "No, no, answer me first! I need to know who exactly I am!" But before he could do anything else, he was whisked away and back to his bedroom.

Standing in his room, Cain heard the voice again. "The gift has been automatically received since the client was in an unstable mood. Please check the gift on the study table."

Cain, still simmering with frustration, made his way to the table. He opened the small box to reveal a rusty nail. His temper flared. "First, you dump me without any warning, and now you give me this crappy nail?!"

As he held the nail in his hand, a strange sensation washed over him. It was not an ordinary nail; it seemed to hold a mysterious power. Coupled with his puzzling encounters with Arc, Cain was determined to uncover the secrets behind this seemingly insignificant but intriguing object.

"But hey, you could have given me something better, right? Why a nail? A rusty one at that," he muttered, determined to unravel the mysteries that seemed to be closing in on his life.

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To be continue

So who is Cain really are?

What price need to pay to ask quesion

What is Arc?