In a white room filled with mirrors, an old man with a smile was gazing at seven particular mirrors. A deep voice sounded behind him.

"Old man, are you watching the new world again? Remember, you need to keep an eye on all of them."

He answered excitedly without even turning around.

"I know, but it's been so long since a world awakened. There are so many interesting legendary races and classes. There are even humans with both. For example, there's a group of phoenixes with classes never seen before. They're novices, asking what classes there are."

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"Huh? But wasn't that covered in one of the six initial messages you sent?"

An awkward smile appeared on the old man's lips.

"Novices, they're not used to our brilliance and messages, I suppose. Now, go away, I need to keep working."

The deep voice was heard again, growing more distant.

"He says 'working'. He's supposed to be supervising them, but he's treating it like watching a lot of 'TV'. Interesting concept, I should apply it to the worlds under my control."

Meanwhile, the old man had a look of concentration.

"Let's see, which five messages am I missing? The one about classes and races sent. Oh, and also... wait! Elf, don't trust your brother! He wants to take you off the throne! Worlds in stage 2 are interesting too, hehe, they all are. Was I doing something?"