In a place far away
A man wearing a simple white cloth was working on an extremely complex thing when he suddenly stopped and looked east with a smile on his face.
"Oh, someone finally inherited it," he said, and his eyes became focused and a few seconds later, the smile on his face widened even more.
"I hope he didn't let it go to waste," he added, before focusing back on a complex thing, he was working on.
…
'Congratulations, you have succeeded.' he said as I opened my eyes.
I had finished over ten minutes ago, but I did not open my eyes immediately because of the pain.
"Thank you," I said and looked at him, who had grown a lot fainter. Even the runes made the metallic chair had also rusted. I could barely sense, any power in them.
