Hyowha

In a remote alleyway stands a store. No one truly understands what it is selling, but people traverse it anyway.

"I hear the place fulfills your wildest dreams," says a female who wants to remain unnamed. "People who enter never wish to leave."

"The store-owner is a jerk—the prices are expensive, the staff is rude and you serve yourself," another male explains, "what, I'm still going though."

"I'm just here to look at the cute girls," says—well, his opinion doesn't matter, anyway.

"Listen, whatever you do, don't mess with the immortal siblings there. Who that is? The store-owner and his sister, of course! Why we call them that?" The person shudders. "Because we couldn't think of a fiercer name yet."

Within the store, an inconspicuous youth sits at the counter. In his head rings a cold voice, "Quest completed, ask Host to prepare for the next one."

"Eh, but I don't wanna."

"Quest issued, asking Host to check."

"Meh, I don't like it, give me something else."

"Non-compliance will lead to death."

"Sure, I'd love to see you try."

"...Please just do the quest."

Welcome to the Store of Fates! Dear customer, would you like to change your destiny too?

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I Sell Fate Through A System

At once, tension rose within the air. The City Lords' companions faced off against the customers of the Store of Fates. Though nothing happened, everybody knew this small skirmish would be integral for the history of the Extended Delight, if not for the Store of Fates itself, but the influential people gathered in this single spot. While a hot war waged in the outskirts against the many sects, there was also a hidden one in this place.


Magistrate Han Wi grit his teeth. What was going on? He glared at Shou. "The heaven themselves must have sent you to deal with me!" The magistrate grabbed his sword, planning to pull it. He'd be a fool if he let himself be humiliated like that and not fight back. It would be a waste to use such a fine blade on a belligerent fool like that, but in the long run, no one will care about a mere mortal.


Skirmish Avoided?