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- Key:
- Character Name: Mike
- Character Age: 18
- [] Applying for Rank
- [] Applying for Rare
- [x] Applying for Skill
- Desired Rank/Rare/Skill: Hero of Aspect
- Rp:
- He'd been hard at work studying the arcane, finding his ability to create anything by means of magic as easy as thinking about it. It was in his studies that he found a spell that was oddly for a game. Upon learning about it he tried looking into it deeper but there was no more info about it. It seemed you either played it or you were left in the dark.
- He looked over the spell, unsure if it was real or if it was even real. He read over the needed material and easily materialized it for himself. It was simple, a piece of paper, and a bit of your own blood and a quill.
- You wrote your name in your blood before charging the paper with your magical energy. Folding the paper and sticking it into an envelope. And the next part was a just some verbal statement. “I volunteer to play the Game” he said as the envelope glowed before changing black.
- He looked over it for a second before opening it. Upon doing so the world for him went blinding white and then black. A voice whispered. “Hello Mike, welcome to the game” it said. When his vision appeared, he felt different and at the edge of his vision he saw his name and health. Along with an inventory tap to his right. “OH, okay, wasn't expecting that” he muttered.
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