In a dark room, deep within the confines of a mother’s basement. A man with bags for eyes strode.

His head was craned forward, his back was slouched and head was covered by his earphone. Minimizing his interaction with the world. All this pointed to his dedication and effort to his virgin craft.

Perfected so well, that auto-walking was turned off in his biological settings — analogous to his manual breathing. The breeze of air conditioning wafted through his hair as it reacted harshly to the breeze.

He stopped his long strides as he stood tense and rigid. Struggling to find a comfortable hand form. Truly a deep men of culture.

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“My name is Keith the wizard, heed my call great old one. Usher away the concepts of man and open my eyes to the Laws build from your flesh.”

As the candle around the room lit up with fire, the pentagram under his feet glowed and light exploded out.

His eyes darting around the room figurines of anime girls, his gaming PC, his bed, clothes, shelves, anime figurines, and anime merchant all were engulfed in light.

As he reopened his eyes, his eyes darted to a rock floating in the sky.

“Pray, tell, what seeketh thou?

Doth thy heart yearns for earthly gain,

Or dost thou seek a higher plane?

Speak truthfully, for I shall abstain”

Mustering the courage of a thousand men. He seeks his purpose and speaks his mind.

“Are you a virgin, Oh great old one, a question that will solve my bottleneck.”