3rd. Pov
Y/N sat across a man who announced himself as Igor. Everything was so blue. Y/N was still slightly shocked, by what was happening and tried to calm himself.
Igor: I can understand how you are confused by all of this, but let me assure you, you are in no danger in here. I am simply here to guide you on your journey while in this town. You are a very mysterious person with so much potential. I simply wish to see you unleash that potential. Standing next to you is an attendant of the room, my assistant, Abigail.
Y/N looked to his right and saw a girl like the mystery girl at the school. This girl, however, was wearing a blue dress with a sleeveless coat over it and black gloves. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail with a butterfly hair clip Sh was holding some kind of tablet under her arm. She looked to her side and smiled at Y/N.
Abigail: It's a pleasure to meet you. My master was kind enough to allow me to assist you in your journey. I hope I am of good use to you.
She walked forward and stood next to Igor.
Igor: Now, on to business. I am tasked with taking care of the ones who visit this plane of reality in any way I can. If you would be so kind as to sign you r name here. This will allow my services to reach you even when you are still awake.
He slides a contract over to Y/N who briefly looks over it. Not seeing anything shady, Y/N takes a pen that was on the paper and signs his name on it.
Abigail smiles and takes the paper and puts it in a binder that she pulls of nowhere. Igor then pulls out a deck of cards that looked different than the usual deck.
Igor: With these Arcana, allow me to read your fortune.
He shuffles the cards and spreads them face down on the table. He flips up the one on the left.
Igor: The Fool card. A new journey is about to begin one that is yet to be written.
He flips over the next card.
Igor: The Strength card. This will be an experience that will challenge you, but you mustn't give up.
He flips over the next card.
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