Perfect — here's your lightly polished version, keeping your tone, flow, and personality intact while improving rhythm, readability, and consistency:
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I was amazed, and a little nervous — this very much sounded like a cursed object. But at the same time, I was curious. I placed my hand on the pile of gold and watched as a red liquid — the exact same as when the ruby melted and sank into my skin — spread from my hand, covering the pile. When the red liquid pulled back, not a single piece of gold was left behind.
After that, I gained an awareness of the gold. I knew I could pull it out from anywhere — I just had to tug on that strange feeling.
Then it hit me. This was basically an inventory skill. An inventory skill with a pretty cool backstory.
Wait… system? Oh, this is stupid, I thought to myself. But still, I waited. When nothing happened, I could only think, great — I have a system that kidnapped me, threw me into who knows where, and now it's giving me the silent treatment.
"Is this because I called you a hallucination? I'm sorry, okay? Can you just tell me where I am?"
Nothing.
"Well, fuck you too."
I looked back down at the boxes. I didn't have anything better to do, so I moved to another one — smaller than the rest. When I opened it, inside was a white dagger. Its handle was wrapped in leather strips, strange symbols carved down the side of the blade. As I picked it up, I realized the white material could only be bone. The dagger was made from a long bone — and I could only pray it came from an animal.
But what caught my attention most was the strange sense of familiarity it carried, as if I had held this bone dagger before.
No… I would certainly remember holding something this interesting.
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