"You must sign the contract to become one with the System gradually, Yin Sohaya."
The Creator said.
"H-How do I do that?"
"Sit."
The Creator's black void of a body pointed to the chair right in front of the piano from where he regularly played.
Yin was reluctant at first, but he slowly agreed to whatever the Creator said.
After all, this was his world, Yin had no knowledge about anything that went on inside this part of the System.
As he sat down, the black oak colored piano was right in front of him.
The body was clearly old and dated, but it had a uniqueness towards it, seemingly some kind of pull that Yin seems to be getting dragged into.
Almost like the piano was whispering something into his ear, yet he just could not pinpoint what it is.
It was a familiar feeling.
"H-Have I been in this place before?"
Yin asked to himself in his mind.
