I run my hands across the monolith's surface, my fingers reading its ancient runes. Suddenly, I am seized by some ancien

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I run my hands across the monolith's surface, my fingers reading its ancient runes. Suddenly, I am seized by some ancient power, its otherworldly vision replacing my own.

Advancement through pain! Eyes for knowledge. Tongue for language.

I am chained on the monolith. My arms are in manacles above my head, and my feet are dangling several feet from the ground. A creature, its beak showing through the blackened animal hide mask, approaches on stilts. It wields a red hot metal rod. It pecks at my eyes, then pecks at my tongue. I must choose my punishment.

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Choose eyes

The creature plunges its poker into my right eye. I can still see it, the burning metal. I see my own cauterised blood, my optic nerve burning... Everything fades. Reality is restored. I am left with knowledge.

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The ancients that inhabit this Monolith accept my presence. They will tolerate a request.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Choose tongue

The creature plunges its poker into my mouth. I taste it. The burning metal, my own blood, my cooked flesh. The poker plunges deeper. Everything fades. Reality is restored. I am gifted the knowledge of an alien language.