How much time has passed, Honestly I don't know anymore. In a place where only darkness resides, you easily lose track of time. I've noticed some things through what I can only presume are years now. While the place is dark, I've noticed that my eyesight in this darkness has improved. The landscape is changing, and I'm definitely making ground. Let's just hope that this place does actually have an end.

“Oh? What's that?”

What I see before me, is a stone tablet on some sort of stained rock. It has some language on it that I can't read, but it's a sign of something at least.

“What are you supposed to be?” I ask in a calm tone. Suddenly, something appears in front of my eyes.

[Stone Tablet]

[Unidentified Runes]

[Sacrificial Rock]

Well, these descriptions fit the bill. It also seems that I might have gained some type of abilities that I'm not aware of. I would be surprised but after walking around for so long without feeding, drinking, or taking proper rest. Let's just say that I had my suspicions that something might be wrong.

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If I focus on any of these descriptions, would something change? “It's not like I have anything better to do.” At first, I tried putting all my attention on the description Stone Tablet and see if something would happen. After 5 minutes of uncomfortably squinting and looking like an absolute fool, I decided to restrategize.

I look at the rock and ask myself. 'What does this mean' and right when I finish having these thoughts, something new appeared.

[Stone Tablet]: this Tablet has been made in the material called stone.

“.....”

“ You know what. Let's just check the other descriptions”

[Sacrificial Rock]: This rock has been used as an altar for sacrifice. The culture of the people who instigated this activity is unknown.

“Okay, that's at least something, I guess. Now for the last one.”

[Unidentified Runes]: These Runes are written in an unfamiliar language. It still contains magical capabilities. Consequences of trying to learn these types of magic are unknown.

“Wait, so I Can learn magic? How am I supposed to do that?”

Let's look around for a bit. So you have this rock with what I can only presume is blood. Considering, it is called a [sacrificial rock]. As I start investigating the rock, I notice something. The backside of this rock has been carved into something sharp, and there is a hole in the tablet that has a suspicious amount of old blood.

“….”

“Screw it”

I cut my hand on the sharp carving and squeeze it above the hole in the stone tablet.

Blood flows in the hole.

“Now is something supposed to hap…”

These are the last words I said before I lose consciousness.