Okay, let's see what's going on around here first.

First of all, I have a place like an old ruin. There is no roof, it exists on a large plain. From a distance, it might look like a larger fountain.

I was sticking a treasure sword in the pedestal set in the center of it. Is that it? Is it a legendary martial arts position, given to the object you arrive at? Although there is no sense of dungeon around.

I can't turn around because of the pedestal, so I can't recognize what's behind it. But as far as I could see, there was no high tree, only a plain of bushes and shrubs. If you gaze, some shadows move from time to time in the distance. Is it an animal?

"I don't see any children."

Can't you move on your own?

No, seriously, there must have been some mindfulness in your skills. Could you possibly move with this?

"Mmm."

Concentrate. Mindfulness.

Then my body felt much lighter. I have the feeling that my body is slightly off the pedestal. Taking care of that feeling, I thought of the image of the sword flying through the sky.

"Ooh! We're floating!

Imagine, you're free to go. Leaving the pedestal, I moved swiftly around the air.

"I Can Fly!"

I don't get much speed, but this is enough for now. Turns out you can move around on your own.

I moved around the perimeter of the pedestal. After all, it looks like a ruin. It was originally organized in brown blocks like bricks, I guess. But because of years of exposure to wind and snow, the colors are dark and the moss covers everything.

It's about 20 meters in diameter.

"Who the hell made it? I know you're my producer... '

Does this mean I've been left alone for quite some time?

When I say rebirth to the sword, there's no way the sword is born ogre from nothing. There must be someone who made my body. Well, if it wasn't for the flesh degenerating into a sword in some kind of accident, though.

I suppose that producer would be the primary candidate for the user, but if the producer was already dead, the possibility would disappear.

But my body, the sword itself, has no moss or dust attached to it. It's like they plugged it in here yesterday.

I was thinking a lot while observing the area and my body ran uncomfortable.

'... that?

Something, I'm tired... The feeling of losing power strikes the body of the sword.

And fell.

"Seriously!

I desperately try to use caution, but I don't respond at all. The height is estimated to be 10 meters.

"Float! Float me!

But the struggle was vain, and I was smacked to the ground.

Guyween! That sounds like a big metal noise.

'Yikes... I don't want to. Are you cracked or something? Hibi or something.'

I'll look at my body in a hurry, but apparently it was safe. There's nothing strange about your body's senses, either. Maybe falling from all that height and being safe is still a famous sword.

"But how did it fall?

Suddenly something like tiredness appeared, and the mindfulness became unusable.

Check the status to find out what caused the anomaly.

The cause was immediately known.

"You're losing your possession magic."

Magic power held: It was 0/200. Perhaps you will continue to consume magic while you are using mindfulness. This must also be the cause of tiredness. Even if it's out of magic, is it at least the salvation of not losing consciousness?

'You didn't fly for five minutes. Maybe it should have been about three minutes.'

I'm on cobblestone, I've been waiting a while. Then, the magic recovers slightly. Apparently, he recovers one in a minute. When I waited an hour to recover to 60, I chanted again.

"Okay, don't float."

Doesn't seem like a problem. I kept checking my status. Gangan magic is diminishing.

"In the middle of using mindfulness, do you consume one in a second? That would make a calculation of about three minutes at 200."

I can't wait to get hit on the ground again. I hurried back to the pedestal before I lost my magic. When I stab him, he calms down oddly.

"Phew. Have you come back? '

But now I know it's dangerous to move around poorly. Try to avoid getting out of the pedestal area for a while and spend some time observing the plains.

Looking at the plains, there are various creatures. Like Savannah on Earth, I thought it was just mammals, and some of them were insects or indeterminate, no matter how I looked at them. Besides, its size is not decent.

For example, the first ant-like shadow I found was about the size of a large dog.

Glad with the sword. At least, it doesn't look like we're gonna get attacked.

"Again, it's not Earth."

Looking farther, there was also the shadow of a greater beast. It's only a sight, but it would be close to 10 meters. At least, I think it's bigger than an elephant.

"What do you call a warcraft?

Watching them, one thing bothered me.

"Is there such a big warcraft, that humans get here, or something?