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

In the span of two in-game days Valmus finished his various deals and obtained rights to Secret Realms or Libraries of Forging Manuals and Alchemic Recipes.

What he gained the most is mentors to train his people from the various class Halls and other specialized organization.

He would be soon visiting the Tribunal to claim his Zone and register as a member albeit a temporary one.

The Tribunal selection was tough, to claim a Permanent membership they would have to claim the top fifty position in the tournament to be recognized.

The Tournament was unforgiving as some Challengers would actually die if they acted beyond their limits.

Valmus still had time till the trial but he still needed to do his minimum quota as a temporary Member once he registered that is.

He thought back to Hevar who had branded his with an Insignia on the back of his hand that would act as his means of transport to the Tribunal grounds.

Chapter 90: Plans