The wall was used as support, leaning against it as he rested a moment, still taken aback by what had just occurred. A faint sound of embers sparking greeted his ears as something peculiar manifested before him.
A trail of newborn flames coalesced, coming together into a magical glow that gave existence to a mysterious paper that floated in the air.
"What the…? What's this?" He asked, squinting his eyes as he leaned closer to the floating paper.
He watched as a flame danced across the parchment, burning new text into as if written by an unseen hand. Boldly inscribed was a single line:
["You're now Level 6."]
The special number was circled by embers, which seemed to dance on the paper in celebration of the achievement. Still, the young adventurer found himself scratching his head, though as he looked at the finer details on the mystical paper, did it start to make sense.
