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

"Interesting even a Seer can't see through his existence. He probably has an artifact at Ancient Rank minimum that can hide him from prying, thanks for the help Adestria, I'll report to father." The man thanked as he left the woman in the VIP room.

"Valmus? isn't that the kid we asked Hevar to recruit?" A representative of the Tribunal questioned as he along with the man next to him were the ones who called for the recommendation.

"It is Amery, it seems we made the right choice. His Spatial ability is on par with Hevar's despite seeming so young. Let's report back to the Council and wait for their decision."

"Indeed, it's better to not antagonize him, we'll eventually learn of his secrets anyways. I doubt he'd refuse a recommendation to the Tribunal, and Liam do make sure to pin Hevar to this Valmus kid, we wouldn't want another incident "

Chapter 77: Back To Reality.