Damon looked around and took in the huge area of bright white light that was all around him.
The dark figure stood still, almost like a doll. It was quiet and didn't move.
Suddenly, a soft ding broke the silence, and a message appeared before him.
[Welcome to the Simulation World]
[Host is the master of this simulation. You can imagine any environment and any opponent. The system will use the information in your mind to form that ideal person.]
[If the host desires a simulation closer to the real person, they must learn and watch past matches of that individual; otherwise, the host might train against inaccurate opponents.]
Damon's eyes scanned the message, realizing the potential. He was in control here, able to create any setting, any challenger, all tailored to push him exactly where he needed.
