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’ ’Ahh… You must be Wraith… ’ ’ An old man with hunched back entered through the open door with his aged face having a gentle smile. His short grey hair had bangs going over his eyes, which made his eyes slightly obscure, but it wasn ’t too difficult to see his fiery red eyes, screaming ferocity and strength.

’ ’Yes… Who are you? ’ ’ Isaac asked and tried to see the old man ’s nametag, but for some reason, it wasn ’t visible.

’ ’Hehe… ’ ’ The old man chuckled innocently and waved his hand, ’ ’I am not NPC. ’ ’

’ ’What?! ’ ’ Isaac screamed in shock.

’ ’Yes… ’ ’ The old man, with the help of his wooden cane, moved closer to the leather couch and slowly, but surely, sat down.

He gently tapped the seat next to him and uttered with his aged tone, ’ ’Sit down, young man. ’ ’

Isaac nodded slightly and sat down next to him, his head full of questions.

’ ’Questions… I can answer them. ’ ’ The old man said with a small smile, ’ ’We have time… ’ ’

’ ’Are you a player? ’ ’ Was Isaac ’s first question.

The old man smiled mysteriously and patted his kneecap with feeble strength, ’ ’Player, huh… You don ’t think I am a player? ’ ’ He asked with an amused smile and being truly curious.

’ ’I can ’t see your nametag… If you aren ’t a player or NPC… What are you? ’ ’ Isaac felt like the identity of the old man was far from simple and might even be shocking enough to destroy his understanding of reality.

’ ’Well… First of all, should we do proper introductions first? ’ ’ The old man asked and pointed at himself with his wrinkly hand, ’ ’My name is Ian, what is yours? ’ ’

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Isaac looked at Ian ’s red eyes, which looked calm, ferocious, powerful, and trustworthy.

He took a deep breath and revealed his identity, ’ ’Isaac… ’ ’

Ian nodded gently and continued his talk, ’ ’Are you sure I am not a player? ’ ’

Isaac shook his head, ’ ’I mean… You must be a player— how else you could be here? ’ ’

’ ’Right, how else. ’ ’ Ian chuckled and asked a surprising question, ’ ’How is the Mythical Helmet working for you? ’ ’