"Ahh...!"
"Mr. Johandas, calm down. You are fine now. No worries. It has ended."
"Johandas?"
"How does he know my name?"
"My head...ache!"
"This tea will cure you, Mr. Johandas."
"Tea?"
Then only Johandas saw the man in front of him. He looked up and saw the young man nearly in his 20s, but still Johandas couldn't pull himself to a realization that this guy is in his 20s.
"You have succeeded in the game of trials, haven't you?"
Johandas looked around, unmindful of what the man said. He is in a dormitory. The dormitory had brought Johandas a sense of joy somehow.
The dorm room was quiet and dim. Two beds lay on either side, sheets loosely spread as if no one cared enough to fix them. A small table stood near the window, crowded with books and random items. The air felt heavy, mixed with dust and old silence. Light slipped in weakly through the curtains, touching the floor before fading away. It was a place meant only for rest. That's the kind of thought that got imprinted on Johandas at that moment.
But importantly, he woke up to a realization. He was alive!!
"But why?..." Johandas was delighted and puzzled at that moment. He immediately suppressed his emotions as a young lady walked beside him.
She then opened her plushy lips.
"Did you get anything from that tomb?" A blonde young lady with silky blonde hair and blue shining eyes with dark pupils. Her beauty cannot be compared with anyone Lady Johandas has ever met. She is a lady of eminence and beauty.
"Oh, where have my manners gone? I am Alicia, Alicia Hartmann."
"Oh my…she is a noble, from the Hartman family! It is such a nice place. Ah, a place to sleep, and new friends, a girlfriend. Wait...I did not even know them. I cannot befriend them, but the name Alicia rings a bell. Ah…where did I hear it? ...hmmm...Ah!"
She is the young lady in the tomb raid! The game of trials! But she is different. Well, I didn't notice my facial features back then. I was the same skin color, but sure, the dress code is very different. Has my face changed there? Well, there are only two options for them to identify me: one is that they all discussed the raid or the trial before I woke up, or...they must have seen my real face there."
Johan looked at his hands instinctively. He found that his right hand was equipped with a golden bracelet. He tried to remove it, but it's not possible. It was tightly attached to his hand; it had complicated patterns, making it conspicuous.
"Aghhhh"
"That's your special bestowment. A special entity has blessed you. That's its bestowment. On the other hand, we also received them, but only an appraiser can rank them. So don't sweat it. If you want to remove it, that's not possible, I think, for now at least." Another young man with a white linen shirt and black trousers came and enlightened the company. He stood beside the big metallic-bordered window.
He gave off a mature vibe.
Johandas instinctively guessed that he is Arthur.
"That's definitely Arthur and the priest. Jethro is...this guy?"
The first young man with a buttoned shirt and high-waisted trousers, which were held by braces, looked at him in a bending pose, clearly noting the Johandas.
Seriously? Their appearances vary significantly, but the attitude and the aura are quite understandable. But now, that's not important; I must converse proactively with them to gain more information about this world. From the looks of it, they are from a noble family, while I am...ah, it doesn't matter. I think only she is from a noble family. She wears costly jewels on her hand. Moreover, why is she in pants? A skirt would be nice, young lady."
"My memory is a little bit scattered, but I am sure something spoke in my head."
"That's the supporting entity for you. It can be at any level, but it all depends on how you use the skills that are given to you. The nature of our prana is determined there. I got my all-time wishing, prana channeling skill, and some other sword-based skills, but only they can access our prana nature, and based on that, they will give a good guide for us to improve. For them, improving us is really important. After all, not every year specials like us appear. And even if they appear, most of us won't get anything better that one could speak of."
Arthur, who stood by the sun blazing through the window, explained the preliminary things about the after-trial things.
"I didn't get a skill that I normally wished for. I would like to become a sun angel like a sorcerer. But it's not bad either. Well, what did you get?"
"I don't kno-....ack!"
Johandas's head ached, bringing the glimpse of the horrified memories in the tomb once again. But then he felt that his body now has unfathomable powers! According to him, it's unfathomable!
"First of all, drink this, then talk." The noble lady got the tea from Jethro and gave it to Johandas. Johandas got up from his pillow and took the porcelain cup from the lady's cup.
Gulp
Johandas drank the green tea and felt a rejuvenating energy flowing through the body. His system had reactivated. He is now at his peak mental health.
"That was magical. What's that? It really made me better."
"I think you should say pranical, hahaha," Jethro laughed.
"Hehe...this guy is pulling cringe jokes. I have missed someone like this ever since I reincarnated here." Johan got his hopes up as he felt relieved.
"So, what did you get?" Arthur frowned.
"I got the hands of void and hands of architect. I don't think it's the skill name, but one of my hands can absorb the corpses and powers of dark creations. That's one limitation there, but the other can make items or change one item's shape to the shape of my desire. Molding and building, basically. And yeah, that's what I got; there was nothing else I could feel. But the hands of an architect have limitations, I think. I can feel it; it cannot create powerful items nor change its appearance as of now."
"None of us got the special items, only the skills, we obtained only some remarkable powers, but I don't think yours is better than us, it has many restrictions brother. I hope you can figureout that this has much potential"