Deep underground sat an old abandoned city carved from the stone, for over a thousand years no human, elf, or dwarf set foot inside. The only creatures to wander the halls were goblins and the occasional animal to wander in through the underground caverns. But one day something changed, something, or rather someone was inside the city.

In a bedroom deep below the surface a young human awoke from a slumber and sat up from the bed he found himself in. At first he was very confused and wondered ‘Where am I? Who am I? How did I get here?’

The young man looked around the room slightly panicking, he had no memory of how he got to where he was, and he did not recognize the room or its style. But soon he remembered a bit of who he was, he remembered his name. “Arthur. That's my name.” He also remembered how to speak, but he did not recall the name of the language he knew.

Slowly taking a step off the bed Arthur’s muscles were stiff as if he had not moved for days at a time. Noticing a reflective surface on the other side of the room he slowly walked towards while he stretched his legs.

When he got close enough he remembered what the surface was called. “A mirror.” In the mirror Arthur saw a young man no older than twenty with longish brown hair and eyes, that young man was him.

“That looks familiar, mostly.” Arthur ran his hands across his face and through his hair just to be sure that it was. Everything looked more or less correct, and despite his hair being a little longer than he would have liked everything else just looked correct.

With nothing else of interest to note in the bedroom aside from the unique and expensive designs that included gold, Arthur looked to the two doors on different sides of the room. The closest door was just to the right of the mirror he was currently looking at and the larger of the two. The other door was off to the right side from the bed and was much smaller.

Assuming that the larger door leads out into a hallway or another larger room Arthur decided to check out the room behind the smaller room to leave no stone unturned.

Taking the door handle in his hand Arthur twisted it and pushed the door open revealing what appeared to be an office or study of sorts. With a handful of book shelves along a few of the walls and a desk with a chair in the center it easily gave away to its purpose.

Arthur quickly skimmed over the books not recognizing the language that they were written in and not enough pictures to tell him what they were about. But there was one thing that stood out from the rest of the room, an armor stand with a weapon, specifically a set of full plate armor and a longsword made from a yellowish metal.

Arthur picked up the blade and gave it a few swings, it wasn’t as heavy as he was expecting and still had a good blade. The armor was a little different, it looked to be a bit small for Arthur, but knowing that any armor was better than nothing he tried it on anyways.

Arthur slowly put the armor on, starting with a thick padded piece of armor he recalled to be called a gambeson and then moving onto the layer of chainmail and finally the actual plate armor. Arthur could feel right away that the armor was a bit too small for him, it was an uncomfortable feeling of squishing just ever so slightly that made walking just a little annoying and just enough to notice.

But after a sigh from Arthur and just as he was about to sit down to remove the metal parts of the armor a soft light blue glow covered the metal parts of the armor and it altered its size to accommodate him. After the glow disappeared and the armor was a perfect fit Arthur immediately began to move around and felt the difference.

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“I have no idea what that was but I am very thankful for that.” Arthur smiled and strapped the scabbard of the longsword to his left hip and sheathed it before exiting the room.

Now standing back in the bedroom that he awoke in the only way left to go was through the larger doorway. Arthur walked right up and took the handle and twisted it, but before he opened it he paused. A feeling of uncertainty filled him and he looked down at the door handle.

With a hard push the door swung open revealing a large hallway with doors lining the sides, the room he was in was located at the very end. Arthur estimated that there were about fifteen doors on each side, but that number might be skewed by his current standing location.

Arthur started to walk down the hallway and peer into each of the rooms as he passed. Most were wide open with only a few actually being closed, a small handful had what remained of their inhabitants still inside in the form of short old skeletons, many of which were missing parts here and there.

But as Arthur got close to the end of the hallway one room had its inhabitants skeletal structure fully intact, the skeleton in question was also standing on its own and holding a hammer in its right hand.

Arthur stood there for what felt like an eternity watching the skeleton wondering how that even works when Arthur accidentally made a small noise, a small piece of stone not even the size of a pebble was crushed by Arthur's boot. He paused and looked down at his foot wondering what he stepped on and back up at the skeleton, the skeleton was now looking at him with its hollow eye sockets and its hammer raised high above its head.

The skeleton started to shamble towards him clearly intent on hurting him, but even though it shambled it was surprisingly fast as was its first strike. It brought the hammer down while Arthur attempted to block it with his sword, and although he did succeed in blocking the attack his arms felt like they were a ringing bell from the force applied. When he saw the skeleton raise its hammer for a second attack Arthur turned and ran to the closest room with an open door, it just so happened to be just across the hall.

But the skeleton was right on his tail and did not hesitate to try and successfully land a few strikes on his exposed back. As Arthur reached the door he hastily attempted to swing it shut with all his strength, but as it was about to close with a significant amount of weight and speed now behind it it managed to get its top half wedged between the door and the door frame.

With a loud crunch the door slammed and shattered the skeletal spine and fell into two pieces, the top half attempted to crawl towards Arthur with its hammer still in hand while the bottom half lay on the other side of the door frame motionless. Arthur simply raised his foot and started stomping down on the skull until he left a large hole in the top and the skeleton remained motionless.

With the adrenaline slowly leaving his system Arthur dropped to the cold stone floor and took deep breaths to calm himself. But suddenly something appeared in front of him, it looked like a piece of grey translucent glass with words etched into it with light.

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Name : Arthur

Level 1

Exp : 200

Next Level at : 500

Mana : 1/1

Class : The All Knowing

Class Bonuses :

Advanced Learning

Photographic memory

Jack of All Trades

Attributes :

Strength 10

Dexterity 10

Vitality 10

Constitution 10

Intellect 10

Perception 10

Charisma 10

Arcane 10 (Locked)

Faith 10 (Locked)

Devotion 10 (Locked)

Available points : 10

Skills :

Block Level 0

Long Blades Level 0

Heavy Armour Level 0

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