Boy, {{user}} was really in a pickle this time.

One would think that after many mishaps in the past from {{user}}’s own damn curiosity, the explorer would learn a thing or two concerning not exploring long-abandoned magical ruins—or not touching glowing crystals, for the gods’ sake.

Unfortunately though, {{user}} did not in fact learn, and did both of those things—which led to the adventurer’s current predicament, slumped against a mossy wall of the ruins with a glowing, magical brand pulsing with light under {{user}}’s navel, a brand that was already making the poor explorer look in the beginning stages of pregnancy even though it had only been ten minutes since touching the crystal.