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 entered the Pocket Dimension will small steps, his eyes scanned through the array of people most of them mortals, with very few being Intermediate beings.

Valmus firstly eased up on the imposed restrictions, he restored their free will and freedom of thought, it was a necessary action if he wanted to talk to his soon to be employees.

"Hello everyone, I'm Valmus your new Boss." Valmus greeted the crowd, his words were slow, calm and audible enough to be heard by all the slaves despite him not shouting.

"I honestly don't know either of you, nor do I know what you've been through, I don't know your former circumstances nor do I care...for now that is.

I can promise you all a lot of things but ultimately all you folks desire is your freedom isn't it?" Valmus begun with the harsh truth, he truly didn't care about them, for now they were still useless to him, he would only care when they were off use to him, simple business.

Chapter 134: Recruits VI