Allen wakes up to a splitting headache. It's past midnight, but the little light that pierces through the window still makes him wince and close his eyes again. Then a silent whisper was heard in the room.

"Do you wish power?" 

The first thing that Allen thinks is that this must be a nightmare. 

"What was that?!" Then he hears it again, but it is faint and hard to hear.

"Do you wish to obtain power? last chance."

"What? of course I do, but I won't sell my soul in exchange." Allen tries to forget his fears by talking. But voice continues

"Not your soul, but your promise. If you swear upon your life and soul to protect me, I will assist you to become someone powerful."

"Uhg ok whatever, ım sleeping," Allen replies and tries to forget that he just spoke with a ghost by sleeping. But the next thing he felts is something entering his body, like warm water pouring onto his skin. Before long, he faints and gets his desired sleep.

 After the midnight incident, he continues to live like everybody. He gets dead tired after his job and fiddles with his phone until he sleeps. This routine repeats for a week before he wakes up at midnight again. But this time, he can't see his familiar white ceiling. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself in a much smaller room than he falls asleep. Right beside the bed, he notices a faintly glowing blue stone. Which, as if sensing his gaze starts speaking.

"I know it's confusing and scary to wake up in an unknown room, but don't get scared. You are safer here than in your bedroom."

"AAAAA Who is speaking? Who are you? Why did you bring me here? I swear ı am poor. I am living in my grandparent's house and my job is just a minimum wage job. Please don't hurt me." Contrary to the cube's words, Allen freaks out immediately. 

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"HEY, I am not going to hurt you and ı did not kidnap you. Well, ı pulled you from your bed, but you can leave anytime you wish to leave. I just wanted to contact you and inform you of myself and this space."

"Leave me alone, leave me alone. Uhh, this is a nightmare. Am ı going insane? First ı started to hear voices, now this."

"Well, all right." in the next instant, Allen finds himself on his bed. After a minute, he gets over his confusion and asks.

"Hey, are you there?" 

"I am. How may ı asist you?" 

Not expecting a reply, Allen gets scared but collects himself and tries to come up with something to ask.

"Who are you?"

"I am the spirit you spoke with a week ago. I control the space you were in just a minute ago. I am to help whoever this space bonded to."

"Well, this is getting insane. What do you want from me?"

"Collect energy, so ı can upgrade myself and assist you in your needs."

"Like what, can you create gold out of nothing?" 

"I can't create something out of nothing, but if you provide me sufficient energy, I can produce gold for you."

"How am ı supposed to do that? Can ı just plug you in?"

"I can create a converter for electricity so we can harvest energy that way, but it would be costly. What ı suggest is that, if you allow me to use 20% of the energy reserves ı can create a heatstone. It can absorb heat and convert it into mana. While inefficient it can produce and store mana for you."

"So if ı were to burn some stuff you can produce gold for me?" 

"Essentially, yes. If you approve of the creation of heatstone."

"Do it"