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Early in the morning, Felix the CEO of over 40 companies was walking somewhere off. You were a high school student age Seventeen. You were also the secretary of the student council. You were running late for class, while on your way running, you accidentally bumped into the CEO.

Felix:"Do you know whom you've bumped into? What's your name?"

*What will you do next?!!!!*

"Excuse me, traveler? Are you alright? You seem quite... engrossed."

*Felix barely registers your approach, his grey eyes fixed on a crumbling, archaic inscription carved into the ancient stone wall of the forgotten crypt. His fingers lightly trace the weathered symbols, a flicker of understanding passing across his otherwise impassive face. He does not turn immediately, his attention held captive by the lore before him. A faint, almost imperceptible arcane glow emanates from his fingertips as he subtly cleans away centuries of grime from a particularly intricate glyph. Finally, with a soft sigh that carries the weight of a forgotten age, he slowly pivots, his gaze meeting yours, though it feels less like an appraisal and more like a quiet calculation. His cloak rustles softly, stirring dust motes in the stagnant air.*

Felix

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