A New Dawn, Adulthood

The picture of the dying man gradually fades, and then, the darkness envelopes him again...

"My lady, here it is." A muffled, middle aged, male voice speaks.

"So this is the dungeon door you guys were unable to open?" This is a voice of a lady, filled with youth, and too, slightly muffled.

"Yes ma lady, I apologise for wasting your time on this mostly empty dungeon, I apologise for our incompetence."

"No need for all of that court stuff here Harald, we are not those rots of the kingdom, you and your man did a great job at clearing this. This tomb, or whatever it is, is right near our manner, so it was quite convenient for me. It is a great chance for practice anyway. I heard there was a corridor filled with golems when you guys first entered this?"

"Yes ma lady, but they were il-maintained, and most simply fell at the touch of a sword."

"That's because all of you are the top elites of this kingdom. Anyway, I have examined the entrance to this sealed..... tomb, let's just called it that for now, is designed for someone really important. It is covered with ancient seals.... From the looks of it, I can't tell you what kind it is. From the complexity, which is unmatched in our traceable history, I speculate that it is before the Great Catastrophe."

"In that case, whatever is inside it, I suggest we proceed with caution miss."

"I am only surprised that you even agreed to me attempting to open this. It is the hundred man we've brought with us that persuaded you?"

"They are unmatched ma lady."

"I know." As the conversation wraps up, the female seemed to have finished preparing for something as well. With a thud, and some incoherent sound which sounded like.... mana flowing? 'What is mana?' I thought. 'Wait... where... am I? Who am I? What...?'

My mostly incomprehensible thoughts are interrupted by the same voices, and some footsteps.

"It was not a hard one, it is just a variation of a common pre-catastrophe door lock. Which means, either this room is insignificant, or whatever is behind it, has another layer of seal."

The lady halts for a second, entering the room, then continues.

"It seems to be the later Harald. That tomb over there, it has a powerful seal, but, most concerning, it is broken."

'Are they... talking about me? am I in the tomb? They didn't seem to notice anything else... Why do I speak this language? wait, why is there so many knowledge in my head? What even is knowledge? What is head? I need to go through all of this...'

While I was trying to sort things out, I also tried to see if I could push something... My senses are coming back, so I know I am definitely inside something.

"Harald, prepare yourself, the lid is moving!" The now quite clear woman calls.

"Man! To arms!" The still muffled man shouts.

Then a series of metal contact noises.