Mohoti

What would a man from a world of Immortals, Mythical Beasts and Mystical abilities do when his memories resurface in a mundane world? 
Weighed by the morals and rules of the said world they fall into utter boredom that leads them to a path of solace.
Sam chose the Solace of Games and by luck a game that mirroed reality came to be.
But before the Game could even start a plethora of reasons made him play with intense vigor.
For the World Of Vestia was waiting for his Epics to be sang.

[A/N: Author here, your Golden Tickets and Power stones are much appreciated. I'll try to make your contributions more worthwhile.]

The Epics Of Vestia

The Black water army gree hopeful after all the Variable was erasing their foes but Valmus remaining somber and solemn there were things he could see that others couldn't and for the first time since he left the bubble he felt a chill run down his spine for he had truly birthed an Abomination.

He could see a Divine Spark filled with Both Pure and Corrupted Divinity, he could see a mass body of Anima, Miasma, Corruption along with its opposites which were Ethos, Mana and Purification.

He did not know how but the Failed Abomination be wanted to create was no more, he had unknowingly accelerated the Dark Factions experiment and birthed something even they couldn't imagine possible.

A being that touched upon both spectrums of energy, a being who could become immune to both spectrums if given enough time to grow, a being of chaos.

He had inadvertently orchestrated the birth of chaos without his knowledge or intent, but that wasn't the worst of it.

Chapter 61: Battle Of Black Water VIII