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 a few hours on the plane the group had finally landed on one of the many Islands liked by the Bevaults, Carl had asked them for a good vacation spot and the family gladly recommended them a stop at one of their frequented beaches.

The group checked into a hotel and their luggages delivered to their room, they then got changed into their light wear after all they were on the beach, the sun was high the waves were moderate and there was quite a few people around.

"So what are we gonna do?" Lucas excitedly asked, his eyes glittering as he could barely contain himself.

"Whatever you want to, all expenses will be on the Vamory tab." Carl grinned , months ago he had finally come up with a proper name for their business endeavour, it would also hopefully become their guild name.

When he thought of guilds a tinge of pain and rage flashed through his eyes, he turned his head to stare at his friend briefly before ridding himself of the said thoughts.

Chapter 119: Enjoy The Present.