What happened? The last thing I felt was this incredible pressure that knocked me out. I slowly open my eyes, only to be welcomed by a headache that feels like a spear has been put through my head.

“Aah, what the fu…”

“Well it seems you're finally awake my good boy”

I look to my right and see a spectral humanoid sitting next to me. He is wearing a large gray vest and even more noticeably a top hat. He has a cane in his right hand and seems to be looking at his silver watch.

As he puts his monocle over his left eye, he looks at me and speaks again in this voice that sounds like someone from the 1800s trying to sell something.

“You took quite your time laying about, didn't you. You know, it's quite rude to make distinguished gentlemen like myself wait. Here I am gracious enough to”.

“Who are you?” I decide to ask, getting an even heavier headache from his voice.

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“My, my, I wasn't even done speaking yet. But that is a brilliant question, mmm. What should my name be? You know, personally, I liked to call myself something very edgy, but that doesn't feel right for this shape. This calls for something more dignified!!!” He exclaims with too much fervor.

I decided to let this man ramble on about all his possible names, considering I was too busy keeping my head from bursting out in any more pain.

“I've found it!! You may call me Cornelius! Wait what abou…”

“What are you supposed to be, Cornelius?” I ask in the hope to spare myself from more of his rambling.

“Fine, fine no more naming, Cornelius will do. Anyways I'm the manifestation of your pitiful attempt of imprinting this Runic magic upon yourself.”

“Didn't I succeed if you're here?”

“Well, of course, you succeeded, otherwise you would be dead. I'm calling the attempt pitiful because the state I found you in was Pitiful.”

“….”

“Imagine my shock, I've finally been summoned for the first time in who knows how long. So I prepare for my grand entrance, only to be summoned to the demonic realm by a little shade demon who's passed out.”

“Shade demon?” I ask in a worn-out voice.

“Ah right, this might seem weird to you considering you're a reincarnated and all those shambles.”

“Let me explain.” He says while sitting down on a spectral chair that he summoned and with a creepy smirk on his face.