The first thing I remembered was waking up in the dark and only the crimson sparkles of light that I unknowingly grabbed. When I did this, I felt the growth of lines similar to roots. As the months went by, I grabbed more and more glowing balls and one day I was left in darkness, the roots rushing down did not grow at all. As the weeks went by , I caught occasionally appearing sequins , once even a very big one fell from the top . Once I started circling the sequins around making a red ring out of them. It feels like I did something like that a long time ago. The days turned into a monotonous routine. While on one day a huge bright pentno consisted of brown, blue, dark blue, blue and gray colors. The colors were so bright, incommensurable with nothing that I had seen before. This multicolored mass was moving in my field of vision, the figure was moving at one moment it disappeared, but after a while it returned with 10 sequins. He scattered them on the ground trying to grab his colors, I barely managed to tear off a small piece that turned into a cloud of glitter. Having collected all the sequins to myself, I continued to try to tear off pieces from this flow of flowers. Suddenly, the stream began to move in my direction. Soon he melted right in front of me and his appendage moved towards me. I grabbed his appendage hard, I felt like a huge stream of glitter was filling me. The stream immediately pulled its appendage away from me. He stood motionless for a while, as if watching me. After a few minutes, his appendage reached out to me again with its appendage. As soon as he grabbed me, my consciousness swirled in a huge stream of glitter.

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  Hmm the white room. I'm lying on the floor. Why?

  I started to get up, but my legs didn't obey me well, so I almost fell back to the ground. Suddenly I heard someone's quiet male voice. The voice is quite deaf, as if an iron bucket was put on a person's head. I immediately turned to the source of the voice. There was a man standing there, his height was somewhere under 2 meters. Brown tousled hair was visible that it had been cut for quite a long time. His clothes looked strange. His gray polto was up to just below the knees and a slit that covered two floors. Suddenly our eyes met. His cold blue eyes scared me very much. His expression was as blank as a mask. The feeling of fear began to engulf me. I could feel him studying my every move. He said something in a language I didn't understand. His voice was cold, like blows on iron. I really wanted to run away from him, but my legs wouldn't move. I need to do something urgently. I started concentrating energy on my hands. And as soon as his attention settled for a second. A fireball flew out of my hand. A slight shock was felt from the person. I Did a few more shaors. He avoided every ball with careful maneuvers. He quickly ran to me. When he was not far from me. I attacked him. Ah! I hit the floor. I tried to roll away, but a sharp pain in my stomach stopped me. I felt his hand on my neck. The next moment I was in the air. I'm about to die...

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  what just happened. I felt the ground beneath me. But my head is a little dizzy. Looking around, I noticed that person. He was sitting on the floor and reading something, a dark viscous feeling emanated from him.

  Attention

  

  [status:

  Fiery Core Lv1 Dungeon

  Profession ~

  Growth 0

  Condition(normal)

  DP 1000~[20 per day]

  HP 100/100

  MP 500/435

  Intelligence [high]

  Strength [weak]

  Dexterity [average]

  Luck [above average]

  Vynoslevast [below average]

  Affinity with mana [legendary]

  Mentality [ high]

  Magic:

  Fiery 10 lv

  Plants 1lv

  Title:

  The fallen titan, the damned

  ]

  This window looks very familiar.

  

  [status:

  Fiery Core Lv1 dungeon[@++@ &?+]

  Profession~

  Growth 0

  Condition(normal)

  DP 1000~[20 per day]

  HP 10000/10000

  MP 10000500/10000435

  Intellect [legendary]

  Strength [Average]

  Dexterity [above average]

  Luck [above average]

  Vynoslevast [average]

  Affinity with mana [legendary]

  Mentality [ high]

  Magic:

  Plasma 10 lv

  Plants 1lv

  Earth 1lv

  Liquid 1lv

  Cosmos 3 lv

  Metal 5 lv

  Cold 3lv

  Title:

  The fallen titan, the damned one, who has a guardian

  ]

  What is the guardian who? That man? Eh?

  Keeper

  [status:

  Wilby's Man[%&@*?~#| & ?^]

  Profession: Engineer 10lv, chemist 8lv, scientist 4 lv

  Growth 28

  Condition(Normal)

  HP 10000/10000

  BP 10000000000000/10000000000000

  Intellect [legendary]

  Strength [Above average ]

  Dexterity [mythical]

  Luck [below average]

  Vynoslevast [above average ]

  Affinity with mana [~]

  Mentality [ low]

  Magic:[titles not compatible with magic]

  Plasma 10 lv real 0lv

  Land 5lv real 0lv

  Liquid 5lv real 0lv

  Cosmos 6 lv real 0lv

  Metal 10lv real 0lv

  Cold 8lv real 0lv

  Title: oath, agnostic, noble, survivor near the gray hole, guardian, traveler in the cartoon universe, hating society

  ]

  What kind of absurd stats are these!?

  I looked in the direction of the man in black.

  This Wilby would be a monster knowing how to use magic. Wait, is he drinking seagulls there?

  My patience was on the line. I want to hit him.