In a forgotten corner of the Multiverse, a universe came to an end by direct or indirect cause. Among the surviving remnants of what was once a universe, humans remained among them, all bewildered, on a flat ground that seemed to extend beyond the imaginable. Among them, a young man named Arthas slowly stood up, his eyes adjusting to the new and overwhelming landscape.
Arthas had the appearance of a young man, although his eyes reflected a wisdom gained through countless experiences. His body was marked by scars, witnesses of a past of struggle and survival. However, at that moment everything that had been was relegated to a corner of his mind, because the place where he now was was a complete mystery.
{"Where am I?"} he muttered, observing a horizon that was created every second.
As if answering his question, a translucent screen appeared in front of him. It had a soft, almost warm glow, and displayed a series of data organized in columns and lines:
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Status:
Name: Arthas (I put Last Names mmm)
Level: 1
Race: Human
Attributes:
Strength: 5
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 10
Charisma: 4
Vitality: 8
Inventory: Empty
Reputation: ???
Experience Points: 0/100
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Arthas took a step back, distrustful. He tried to touch the screen, but his hand passed through the hologram without resistance. It was as if this interface was part of his being, something inescapable and omnipresent.
Before he could fully process what he was seeing, another notification appeared.
[Grace Period: 10 Years During this time, you will be protected from external threats so that you can adapt to the environment and rebuild your life. Use this time wisely.]
{"Protection?"} Arthas repeated aloud, trying to understand what was happening.
Around him, other humans also seemed to be grappling with the same confusion.
Men, women, and children were searching for answers, some crying, others shouting familiar names, and a few, like Arthas, watching in silence, trying to understand.
{"Mama! Papa!"} a young girl cried, her voice shaking.
Arthas felt a pang of empathy and, at the same time, a growing unease, and he himself began to search among the nearby faces, hoping to find someone he knew: a friend, a relative, someone who could give him some comfort. But the crowd was a sea of ​​strangers.
A rumbling sound broke the tension. A huge mass of land rose in the distance, creating mountains where there had once been plains. Gaia was expanding, adapting to the arrival of new inhabitants. Every movement of the ground echoed as a reminder that this world was neither stable nor final.
When the shaking stopped, Arthas noticed that the humans were gathered in what appeared to be a makeshift village. The structures were basic, but sufficient: simple houses, scattered tools, and a storehouse with initial resources such as wood, stone, and basic foodstuffs.
An older man, who seemed to have taken on a temporary leadership role, began to organize the group.
{"Listen to me, everyone,"} he said loudly, gaining the attention of the others.
{"We don't know how long we'll be here or what awaits us. For now, we must work together to settle down and plan our next move."}
Arthas watched in silence, his mind already working. As he explored the village, he noticed a pile of stones stacked near the storehouse. Something about them caught his attention, and he reached out a hand toward the stones and a warm feeling ran down his arm. Suddenly, a small notification appeared in front of him:
[Discovered Skill: Golem Creation (Level 1)
Allows you to animate inert materials to form basic golems.
Requires: Sufficient materials and concentration.Limit: The number of golems controlled depends on your Intelligence attribute.]
Arthas blinked in disbelief. He felt a strange tug inside him, as if a dormant force had awakened. He didn't want to draw the attention of others, so he stepped back and decided to keep that discovery to himself, at least for now.
As the day progressed, Arthas helped build shelters and scouted the surroundings, all while keeping his eyes peeled for familiar faces. His heart grew heavier with the knowledge that he was alone. However, he knew that Gaia was vast, and that his family or friends could be somewhere beyond that starting point.
That night, as the unfamiliar stars of Gaia lit up the sky, Arthas sat in front of a small campfire,
surrounded by strangers trying to adjust to their new reality. In his mind, he already had one goal clear: to find his loved ones and form a group capable of facing any challenge this world threw at them. He looked down at his hand, remembering the feeling of touching the stones, and gave a slight smile.
you realized that strange power that had awakened would be key to your mission.