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 Primevals were hesitant at first but after a briefing on the boons they accepted, the Guardian Beasts had no qualms with Valmus' decision same going for the Cosmic Tree.

Alice after getting the go-ahead didn't waste time as she begun to assimilate with the Dimension, sadly Valmus was unable to see anything as a comolex array of runes layered out on each other blinding him.

He lost touch with the world just like before, when Void and the other Gods were influencing the Creation of his Dimension.

'A Mortal is truly not meant to see the working of creation, so this also falls under that umbrella.' He sighed as he ejected himself out of the inventory.

"My body and senses blanks but my mind functions just fine, ohh well when she's done she'll inform me, I just hope nothing bad happens." Valmus sighed once more.

Chapter 95: The Merge.