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

'This us probably the worst possible scenario I could find myself in.' Valmus lamented as he tried rising from his seated position only to fall back.

'My mind is used to the body of a human while my body isn't anymore, I'm facing sensory imbalancement where what I want to do isn't what I can do.

But this is currently not a good thing, I can hardly stand up let alone walk, given the nature of the spell then I'm in trouble.

The closest settlement is over the mountains, a distance away from here. The probability of meeting nightmares is high, heck it's a miracle I didn't cross paths with any aquatic nightmares.'  Valmus contemplated as he tried getting used to his new body.

He first tried adjusting to his long a d digitigrade legs, they felt extremely foreign to him but alas the spell gives what the spell wants, they bent backwards and ended with powerful sharp claws as much as they felt natural to this body he would have preferred having toes instead.

Chapter 141: First Nightmare II