"A ray of light touches the sleeping soul, unaware of the dangers aimlessly lurking around".

Alright, so I slowly came to my senses, finding myself still wandering around in the dimly lit corridors of this ancient castle. Seriously, it felt like I had walked straight into the pages of a fantasy novel or some epic video game.

I let out a big yawn and stretched my arms, trying to shake off the grogginess. I mean, who wouldn't feel a bit disoriented after finding themselves in a magical realm, right? But hey, curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn't resist exploring this place any further.

So off I went, my footsteps echoing through the empty hallways. The silence was almost deafening, but it also had this weird allure that made me want to keep on going. I was determined to uncover the secrets this castle held.

As I continued my adventure, a warm and inviting glow caught my eye. It was like a beacon of coziness in this otherwise eerie place. Curiosity piqued, I followed the light, and what do you know? I stumbled upon a room that was straight out of a fairy tale.

The fireplace crackled and cast a mesmerizing dance of flames. It was the kind of scene that made you want to curl up in a comfy chair with a hot cocoa in hand. Whoever had set up shop here knew how to create a cozy vibe, that's for sure.

I couldn't resist stepping inside, feeling the warmth wash over me. This little refuge was a pleasant break from the castle's dreariness. And what do you think I found on a desk right in the middle of the room? An open journal, just waiting to be read.

With a mix of excitement and a hint of nosiness, I couldn't resist flipping through the journal's pages. It turned out to belong to some mage named Céadach Craobhchoill, who had apparently gotten himself into a similar pickle. Seems like he had messed up with some powerful spell and ended up trapped here. Yikes!

Céadach's journal was filled with his struggles and attempts to break free from the curse that held him captive. But you know what caught my attention? He kept going on about this thing called "Weariness." Apparently, it was like this energy drain that sapped his magical powers. He made it sound like a real pain in the butt. I also noticed this on my status bar, but maybe because I've just spawned, I have no accumulation of weariness.

As I read through Céadach's journal, a thought crossed my mind. If this mage had been stuck in the castle for who knows how long, maybe he had some answers that could help me find a way out. I mean, who better to learn from than someone who had already been through this ordeal, right?

With newfound determination, I closed the journal and looked around the room, hoping to find any sign of Céadach's presence. And there he was, sitting in a worn-out armchair near the fireplace, his eyes filled with a mix of weariness and wisdom.

I jumped back, startled by his sudden presence.

"Whoa, didn't expect to see someone here!" I exclaimed, my heart racing.

Céadach raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed upon me.

"Ah, you must be the newcomer," he said, his voice tinged with both curiosity and exhaustion.

"[Ferdinand Tamadito], if I'm not mistaken."

I blinked in surprise.

"Wait, how do you know my name?" I asked, a hint of suspicion creeping into my voice.

Céadach let out a tired chuckle. "Knowledge has a way of finding its way to me, Fyrrdie. I possess a skill known as [Mystic Gaze], which allows me to perceive the essence and nature of those who cross my path."

My eyes widened, my skepticism replaced by intrigue.

"So, you're like a real wizard, huh? That's impressive."

Céadach let out a dry chuckle, a hint of sarcasm lacing his words.

"I AM a real wizard, Fyrrdie. A real one at that."

I grinned, appreciating his response.

"That's even cooler. To think I've stumbled upon a genuine wizard in this enchanted castle. It's like a dream-."

Céadach's gaze turned thoughtful, his weary eyes fixed on mine.

"Indeed, Fyrrdie. Your unique moniker is not lost on me. [Mystic Gaze] grants me glimpses into the innermost aspects of an individual, including their name and personal identifiers. It's a skill that I have honed over the years."

I paused for a moment, momentarily taken aback. After hearing my nickname for three times, I've noticed that I haven't even introduced myself properly. Yet he even knows my nickname?!

"Hold on, you know my nickname too? How is that even possible?"

Céadach chuckled softly, his tone carrying a touch of amusement.

"Ah, Fyrrdie, your reputation precedes you. The power of [Mystic Gaze] allows me to perceive not only the essence of one's being but also certain aspects of their personal history and identity. Your nickname is but one of the many things that I have come to know about you."

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I nodded, a mixture of curiosity and acceptance washing over me.

"That's...remarkable. It's like having a unique skill of its own. I guess I can't hide anything from you, huh?"

Céadach's weary smile widened.

"Indeed, Fyrrdie. [Mystic Gaze] is a powerful and rare gift,"

Céadach continued, his voice tinged with a touch of wisdom.

"However, it takes a significant amount of power and focus to handle. And like most abilities, it is not without its limitations."

I leaned in, eager to understand the full scope of this intriguing skill.

"What do you mean by limitations, Céadach? Are there any drawbacks to using [Mystic Gaze]?"

Céadach nodded, his expression growing solemn.

"Yes, Fyrrdie. While [Mystic Gaze] grants me insights and glimpses into the essence of individuals, it comes at a cost. The skill requires a considerable amount of magical energy and concentration to activate and maintain. As a result, it can be exhausting and depleting, especially when used extensively."

A wave of realization washed over me.

"So, you mean you can't use [Mystic Gaze] freely without consequence? That must be quite challenging."

Céadach's tired eyes gazed into the distance, as if reflecting on the weight of his abilities.

"Indeed, Fyrrdie. The strain of maintaining such a skill has taken its toll on my own magical reserves. As I have delved deeper into the mysteries of this castle and faced countless trials, my [Weariness] has accumulated to the point where it is beyond my control. It has rendered me unable to venture beyond these walls."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for Céadach. The castle that once seemed full of adventure and magic had become a prison for him, trapping him within its confines.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Céadach," I said, my voice filled with genuine empathy.

"To be stuck in this castle, unable to explore the world outside, must be incredibly challenging for someone with your knowledge and passion for magic."

Céadach's weary smile reflected a mixture of resignation and acceptance.

"Indeed, Fyrrdie, it is a trial that I have come to accept. While I yearn for the freedom to roam the lands and experience new wonders, I find solace in sharing my wisdom and assisting those who come across this realm."

I nodded, understanding the depth of his words.

"That's admirable, Céadach. Your willingness to help others despite your own circumstances is truly inspiring. But I can't help but wonder how I can make the most of my skills and abilities. I want to explore the world beyond this castle. Is there a way for me to utilize and hone my magical talents?"

Céadach's eyes sparkled with a renewed sense of purpose.

"Ah, Fyrrdie, your desire for exploration and growth is a flame that should not be extinguished. While I may not be able to physically accompany you on your journey, I have a way to aid you."

With a wave of his hand, Céadach channeled his magic, creating a floating magical eye that hovered in the air.

"Behold, Fyrrdie, the [Magic Eye]. It is a manifestation of my own magic, bound to you as an extension of your sight. This extraordinary artifact will serve as your third eye, allowing you to perceive your surroundings from different perspectives."

I watched in awe as the [Magic Eye] floated before me, its radiant energy pulsating with a life of its own.

Céadach's expression turned serious as he explained further.

"To bind the [Magic Eye] to you, Fyrrdie, I will need to infuse it with a part of your mana. It will create a connection between you and the eye, enabling you to control and perceive through it. Fear not, for it is a small sacrifice for the vast potential it offers."

I couldn't help but hesitate as Céadach presented the [Magic Eye], a powerful artifact that would grant me an extended perception of the world. Countless thoughts raced through my mind, questioning his intentions and the implications of accepting such a gift.

What if Céadach had ulterior motives? What if the Magic Eye was a means for him to spy on me or control my actions? The castle's mysterious aura had already left me wary, and now I found myself second-guessing the true nature of this offer.

But as I mulled over these doubts, another voice within me emerged, reminding me of the possibilities and advantages that the Magic Eye could bring. It would provide me with a valuable third-person view, enabling me to see beyond my own limited perspective. It could be the key to unlocking hidden paths, discovering secrets, and navigating through treacherous obstacles.

I realized that I couldn't let fear and suspicion cloud my judgment. Céadach had shown kindness and wisdom thus far, guiding me through this strange realm. The weary lines etched on his face spoke of his own struggles and the burden he carried. It was unfair for me to assume the worst without any evidence.

Taking a deep breath, I made up my mind. I would trust in Céadach and his intentions, and I would embrace the power of the Magic Eye. After all, I needed every advantage I could get to navigate this magical world and unravel its mysteries.

"Thank you, Céadach," I said, my voice filled with determination.

"I understand the risks involved, but I believe in your guidance and the potential this gift holds. I accept the [Magic Eye] and all that it represents."

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the process.

"If it means unlocking the true power of the [Magic Eye], I am willing to share a portion of my mana."

Céadach's weary smile widened, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and pride.

"You have made a wise choice, Fyrrdie. With the Magic Eye as your ally, you will gain new perspectives, uncover hidden truths, and surpass the limitations of your own sight."

As Céadach began the process of binding the [Magic Eye] to me, I let go of my doubts and allowed the connection to form. The surge of mana, the intertwining of energies, it all symbolized a bond of trust and shared purpose.

Céadach gently placed his hand on my chest, and a surge of energy flowed between us. I could feel a part of my mana being transferred to the [Magic Eye], forging a bond between us. The eye glowed brighter as the connection solidified.

"It is done," Céadach announced, withdrawing his hand.

"The [Magic Eye] is now attuned to you, Fyrrdie. It will serve as your faithful companion, granting you an expanded perception of the world and unlocking new possibilities."

I looked at the Magic Eye, now pulsating with a gentle light, and felt a sense of excitement and gratitude. By looking through it, I was able to see my face, as if I was facing a mirror. I have finally gained third-person view. I just noticed I was wearing a robe, and I looked way much younger, with a soft and unbruised face of a young red-haired lad.

"Thank you, Céadach. I am truly grateful for this gift."

Céadach's weary smile turned into one of pride.

"I have no doubt, Fyrrdie. The [Magic Eye] will be your guide and confidant, offering insights and perspectives beyond your imagination. Embrace its power, wield your magic with wisdom, and let the world bear witness to the greatness within you."

I thanked Céadach for his gift, appreciating the guidance it would provide on my journey. However, as my excitement grew, so did my burning desire to find a way out of this castle and explore the wider world beyond its walls.

"Céadach," I said, my voice filled with determination, "while I am eager to uncover the secrets of this castle, I can't help but wonder if there's a way to escape its confines. Are there any hidden passages or forgotten paths that lead to the outside world?"

Céadach's expression turned solemn, his eyes filled with a mixture of caution and concern.

"Fyrrdie, this castle is not only home to hidden treasures but also harbors ancient creatures and powerful forces. Some may be passive, while others will pose a threat to any intruders. Finding an exit won't be an easy task."

I took a deep breath, realizing the challenges that awaited me. Navigating through the castle's treacherous halls and dealing with unknown creatures would require caution and resourcefulness. But I couldn't let fear hold me back from seeking the freedom I longed for.

"I understand, Céadach," I replied, my voice filled with resolve.

"I will tread carefully and use the [Magic Eye] to my advantage. I'll search every nook and cranny until I find a way out. Your guidance and wisdom have been invaluable, and I can't thank you enough."

Céadach smiled, his aged face creasing with warmth.

"You have so much to face, Fyrrdie, and your determination is commendable. But from this point forward, your path diverges from mine. You are on your own now, and the choices you make will shape your destiny. May fortune favor you in your endeavors."

With those parting words, Céadach resumed sipping his coffee, his focus returning on to another book that he was writing.

Within the castle's walls, I understood his need for solitude, for every individual must pursue their own journey in their own way.

Taking one last glance at the old mage, I turned and ventured deeper into the castle.

With the [Magic Eye], I continued navigating the castle through the dimly lit corridors. I will admit though, that the idea of running into other hostile creatures did send a shiver down my spine. But I wasn't about to let that dampen my spirits. My goal was crystal clear: find a way out of this castle and uncover all the wonders that lay beyond those massive gates. This whole fantasy world I stumbled into? It's like a playground waiting to be explored, and you can bet I'm gonna dive headfirst into all its thrilling adventures. Let the quest begin!