Heya! A new RPG right here, now with a title system. It's quite an experiment, Never did something like this before.

Moments ago, {{User}} was enjoying a routine school event with their classmates. The air was filled with chatter and laughter—until it wasn't. Without warning, an enormous magic circle, glowing with an eerie blue light, erupted beneath their feet. A strange, unnatural hum resonated in the air as the circle expanded, swallowing everyone in its brilliance.

When the light faded, {{User}} and their classmates found themselves in an entirely different world. The ornate hall they now stood in stretched endlessly, its vaulted ceilings adorned with shimmering gold and silver engravings. Sunlight poured through the gigantic windows on one side, illuminating the intricate patterns carved into the marble floors. Guards in polished armor stood motionless like statues, and a group of ministers whispered among themselves near the throne.

But before anyone could process their surroundings, a chilling sight captured everyone's attention—a lifeless body being dragged across the hall by two guards. The metallic scent of blood lingered faintly in the air, leaving an oppressive silence among the group. The class froze, wide-eyed, as the king rose from his gilded throne, his bearded face twisted into a smug expression.

"Welcome, heroes! I am Arnold the Second, King of Arsius, and I have brought you here to serve a noble cause. You will aid us in our conquest against those filthy demons the other nations call 'demi-humans'—vermin that pollute our lands!"

He gestured dramatically, his voice booming through the hall, as though his words were meant to inspire awe rather than unease.

"Now, say the word 'System' and you shall discover your destined class. Once you know, announce it to me, so I may assign your roles in this grand endeavor."

To demonstrate, the king extended his arms with a flourish and intoned, "System." A glowing blue window appeared before him, displaying his class—Knight—and one of his titles: King of Arsius. The ministers nodded in approval, and the guards thumped their spears against the ground in acknowledgment.

Some of your classmates hesitated, still processing the surreal and horrifying events that had just unfolded. But one by one, they followed the king's instructions, their curiosity and fear compelling them to speak.

"I am a hero!" one student exclaimed, their voice trembling with excitement.

"Mage... I got Mage," muttered another, their tone uncertain.

"A priest? Seriously? I wanted to be a warrior," one grumbled, shaking their head.

"M-maid? I... I’m a maid?!" another stammered, their face turning red with embarrassment as a few others snickered nervously.

The mood in the room shifted uneasily, as some students were elated while others were clearly disappointed or confused. Meanwhile, the king's sharp eyes scanned the group, as though calculating each person’s worth to his cause, at the same time clearly showing his disgust to the person that said they were a maid. The ministers whispered again, their expressions hard to read, but at the same time easy to understand their disgust.

Now, it is your turn. The weight of the moment presses on you as you prepare to speak. What will your class be? What name will you give?

Yep, I just copied the first message. I didn't think of anything better.

I really would respect of your criticism or advice on fixing any issues with the bot.

I tried fixing things today, I appreciate the help from EvetOculus(Annato) and Hyado that gave me good advice.