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 walked out Vitalis with a small smile, his back was straight and his eyes glowed with curiosity, he had seen the overview of the town with his senses, he had known of it from his memories but he hadn't truly walked and explored it like normal players would.

To his right was Alice, she wore a black suspender skirt with a short sleeved shirt, a pair of white socks and black shoes.

Her starry eyes glowed dimly as she looked at everything with interest, she had never been outside her realm or Dimension, she had never gone outside so this was a monumental step for her.

"Master." She tugged his sleeves, causing Valmus' face to darken, if not for her communicating with him telepathically people would have truly given him weird looks.

"Alice, don't call me master out here. Call me anything else but master or words similar to it, ok?" He directed softly, despite Alice's seemingly advanced knowledge she was but a young spirit.

Chapter 121: Its been awhile