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

Valmus appeared within the general area of the Dungeon, he remained in the sky as he scrutinized the entire forest.

He could see dungeons, herbs, mana veins and ore deposits but ignored them all until he found it.

"A hidden Dungeon whose entrance is hidden in between the narrow opening of two trees that seem like conjoined twins," he muttered inwardly as he descended and stared at the entrance.

It was glamored such that no skill below SS could actual see through it's veil hiding it in plain sight.

Valmus stepped forward and entered the Dungeon.

⟨System: Congratulations on discovering a Hidden Dungeon. +500 World Fame.⟩

⟨You Have Entered The Crypt Of The Fallen.⟩

Valmus was teleported into a plain field, which was green as far as the eye could see, behind him was a large forest whose trees were towering making the forest floor appear dark and veiled.

Chapter 79: The Crypt Of The Fallen I.