"Hmm..."

A groan of tiredness and confusion echoes in a dark hallway, a young man slowly opens his eyes and his confusion intensifies with the environment he finds himself in.

Dark. A long extremely dark hallway with small twinkles of starlike lights on the far-off ceiling.

"W-Where am I? Wasn't I at home?"

As he questions himself, a wave of dread fills him as unintelligent voices suddenly sound around him, speaking in an unknown language.

"W-What i- Argh!"

Suddenly the voices rapidly intensify to the point of being unbearable, asplitting headache following after.

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After an uncountable amount of time,the voices fade away along with the pain, the young man regaining enough of his bearings to notice a heavy object being clutched in his right hand.

"W-What.." he sees a glowing circular medallion with multiple interchanging formations on it resembling magical formation from the many fantasy stories and games he used to enjoy in the past. The medallion also carried crimson writings of unknown language on its rim.

As he focuses on the writings, a real toon occurs as the medallion emmits a bright golden crimson light. As the light intensifies, writings in the same unknown language start appearing, floating in front of him. He tries to understand them but cannot, even so he understands their meaning :

STUARTS FLEMING

HUMAN 21

RANK : 1 (TARNISHED)

LEVEL : 1/10

VITALITY: 10

ENDURANCE : 7

AGILITY : 5

STRENGTH 5

INTELLIGENCE : 8

WISDOM : 6

CHARISMA : 5

"What's the meaning of this?" 

Stuart's confusion reaches an all time high as he stares at the words in front of him. But before he could do anything, a peculiar voice sounds from the medallion:

"Finally awake huh? You were always such a heavy sleeper."