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

After their brief supper, Melissa and Esteban both retreated to their rooms, they had had a busy day and were tired.

Sam gathered the rest of the house together as they sat on the floor around the living room table.

"So guys, Carl and I have something to tell you about." He begun as he locked eyes with Carl who was confused by the sudden mention, but before he could even speak however he saw the dim gold-silver glow in Sam's eyes and pieced together the upcoming conversation.

"Indeed it's about time we start briefing you lot about the family business." Carl smiled a toothy smile.

"Why are you making it sound like a mafia of sorts?" Lucia's eyes narrowed as her gaze alternated between Sam and Carl.

"Your overthinking it's probably a Casino, after all these two love to gamble too much." Clara waved off.

"No it's not, we want you guys to start training." Carl stated much to their confusion.

Chapter 101: Home II