A stone room built with purpose, built as a safeguard against a future no being thought would come to pass.

Ornate carvings cover the walls, lost words of the gods long since dead.

Many identical to this room lay across this broken planet.

These are the last hope of the Gods of Humanity, a twisted ritual born of desperation.

The Humans they wished to protect long dead.

Stories of another age, lost to the rivers of time and tore from the minds of those who knew.

This story though is not about humanity’s end but the mistakes forgotten by even the Gods that made them.

The Ritual of the Summoned Ones.

Humans ripped from their world's into Dungeons blessed by the Gods to give Humanity a fighting chance against the never ending hoards unleased from the Dungeons long ago.

A ritual that still takes place to this day, still powered by the long dead bodies of the gods that created them.

This room though this room is special, the energy that power's it diminishing, the remains of its creator drained of nearly all its essence.

Not strong enough to power a complete summoning ritual, to summon a full party of Summoned One's.

A single soul lay unmoving on these cold stone floors resting peacefully, dreaming of happy times memories that he will soon cherish when the hunger and isolation were ripping his sanity apart.

"Arghhh why the fuck is it so cold", Hadrian startled awake the cold ripping him from his dreams.

Noticing his alien surrounding Hadrian began to panic "What the hell is this some joke, I HAVEN'T GOT ANY MONEY YOU DICKS, SO YOU KIDNAPPED THE WRONG PERSON YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES!!"

In the pitch black of what he thought to be his cell, a soft glow barely lighting the room originating from under a small crack under what looks like a door.

Getting up off the stone floor, Hadrian braced himself for whatever is behind the door, "Fuck it I'm just going to ram this bitch, surprise those motherfuckers"

Bursting into a full sprint, Hadrian slam's full force into what he now see’s is a door but not type of door he was expecting, it was a big stone door.

"Fuckkkkkkkk" 'CRACK!!' "ARGHHHH FUCK SHIT BALLS", The pain rips through Hadrian body knowing he's probably broken some bones, definitely his arm he collapses to the floor from the pain.

'Ding' 'Physical Damage Resistance Learned'

'Summoned One in critical state activating forced healing'

'Error LIFE MANA Depleted'

'Suitable MANA found'

'DEATH MANA activating'

'Forced termination and revival immanent'

Too overwhelmed by the pain he was in Hadrian failed to notice the messages popping up in his peripheral vision

'Forced termination starting'

'Injecting DEATH MANA'

'ERROR found in summoned one, GREAT affinity with LIFE MANA'

'Forceful injection of higher amounts of DEATH MANA'

'Summoned one should feel a minimum amount of pain'.

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"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" 'THUD', Hadrian been born of a world with little MANA his body couldn't take the massive amounts of it pressure it created while the MANA was being forced through it.

The sad fact that he was born with an incredible affinity to Life MANA would have been a boon in this world, now in a world rich in MANA strong enough to awaken MANA core.

That affinity now causing problems for the Ritual stopping it from completing it’s job, rebuilding his body unconventional measures aside, the immense pain scarring deep into his mind forever.

As his unconscious body lay there twitching the Death MANA finally flooded his system completely, finally ending his torment.

'DING' 'DEATH MANA injection complete Summoned one deceased'

'Changes found GREAT LIFE MANA affinity changed to GREATER DEATH MANA affinity'

'Rebuilding body'

'....'

'....'

'Rebuilding Complete'

'Beginning Awakening'

'ERROR Energy level at minimum'

'Emergency Protocol activated'

'Auto Class selection started'

' ....'

'....'

'Class selection complete'

'Auto assigning stat booster'

'Logging past activity'

'Activating Blessings'

'Energy Depleted'

'Ritual spirit fading'

'Good Luck Summoned One'

After Years of being powered by the corpse of it's creator, The ritual spirit gained sentience though still locked by the rules made by it creator's having to watch the children it ripped from their homes to be torn apart by the dungeon above, it's sanity pushed to it's very limits, cursing its creator's for birthing it to only bring pain.

Finally at peace it was thankful of this young one for finally freeing itself from this torture but at the same time felt a profound sadness for him and the untold pain and misery his future held for him

Hours passed before the body that was reconstructed by the spirit in it final moments finally twitched awake.

"Aurghh what happened was I hit by a truck or something" Hadrian taking note of where he was finally he realized he wasn't a dreaming.

"Shitttt I'm actually in this shitty stone room, greaaaaat, amazzzzzing, fantasssstic, fucking wonderful, ......now what am I supposed to .....probably not run at a fucking hug stone slab the has the balls to call itself a door again"

"...."

"WAIT!, didn't I break my arm what the hell" Hadrian getting up finally noticed he was fully healed, he had not broken bones nor cut's or bruises confused about what was going on he started taking note about the situation he was in and started looking around for any clues the might tell him what happened to him, the soft light from under door still illuminating the room he stands in.

"Huh!" Hadrian finally catches a glimpse of something out the corner of his eye, like a shadow always creeping at the edge of his sight but now he finally noticed it, the foreign sight takes full view in his mind.

"Wait is that writing?, Great I'm already seeing things thanks brain, I love going insane after two minutes, joyful".

'Ding' 'AUTO LOG ACTIVATING'

As information flies across his vision, Hadrian was finally realizing the situation he was in, Hadrian wasn't dreaming or kidnapped he was summoned to an unknown world as the weight of this knowledge crashed down upon his mind, he became more and more overwhelmed.

The log finally ended "Well I'm fucked" 'THUD' .

He Fainted.