His gaze swept over the information he needed to fill in.
Ye Qiyan took out his paintbrush and first wrote his name on it.
[Name: Ye Qiyan] [Publicly used name: left blank]
This time, he had no intention of using Altos or any other name.
This time, just as at Star Core Level, he was still Ye Qiyan.
Further down was a long introduction to himself.
[Current class titles: [Supreme Lord] [Demon Overlord]. Available titles: [King of Cruelty] [Calamity] [Master of the Sword of Selflessness] [Judgment Gunslinger] [Contract Summoner]...] [Please select one as your title prefix for this Trial]
"Then... Calamity."
[Title: Calamity] [Gender: male] [Race: human] [Power system composition (optional): a little of everything] [Your Train number is E-3-1102. According to past records, you previously had a low-level Guide in the Starcore Level Arena. Would you like to continue using that Guide?]
"Yes."
[Understood. Assigning that Guide to you] [Search successful. The Guide has not died. Having been promoted to an intermediate Guide, she will possess her surname until you fail/escape/die in this Trial.] [Ding-because the Flower of the Underworld has directed a little attention toward you, this Guide will additionally receive [one wisp] of her own soul.] [Therefore, her given name will likewise be temporarily bestowed upon her.] [Please note: should you give up, this Guide will lose her name/soul again]
Radiance surged.
Outside the Train.
A humanoid mass of light and shadow gradually solidified.
At the same time.
Inside Eris's Star Core Arena.
The Guide girl, watching yet another Trial-taker fall into a pool of blood, suddenly felt an inexplicable summons.
She froze, fragments of memories constantly surfacing in her mind.
These memories were a chaotic jumble and, frankly, held little meaning.
But... among these memories, there was just