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[Mission Commencing in 3...2...1!]

"Ummm..."

"""Wrahahahahaha!!"""

"Ummm, knock it off!" I yelled as I hear loud laughter around me.

I sit up in a hurry only to see myself on a pig house full of muddy stench.

"Ourghhh!!" I puked in disgust as I smell the thing around me. Alcohol of such low caliber is around me filling the air.

"What the hell is this!!?"

"Ahoy! Mat'e how ya doin  there?"

"Hahaha! I think' this boy may be thrown by his customer! Hahahaha!"

I look at the people talking. They were wearing rugged clothing with oily hairs.

'Where I am?!'

[World of Pirates,]

[Task 1: Find the Misplaced soul before he becomes broken]

[Task 2: Create a pirate group to bring with the Misplaced Soul to his rightful destination.]

[Task 3: Guide them to the destination without forcing them.]

I sighed and look around to know what hell place I am at. It seems to be the early revolution era. When guns and cannons were weaponized.

I see one of the drunken tramps laughs like a madman. On his waist is a long barrel revolver.

Only then did I register to myself that I am totally naked. I tried to use my ability to create an illusion of me being not there but it seems it isn't possible.

'What the hell is going on!? I can't use my magic!!'

I wave my hand like a fool as tramp laugh more wildly.

"Hey!! This one loses his mind! Hahaha!"

"But he has a nice body maybe we can sell him to some pirate!"

"Ohh!! Let's go!"

[Your ability was restrained for the security of this world. It may explode due to your limitless mana capacity leaking from your body 24/7.]

'Ohh!! Then what can I use??!!'

[You still can use your connection to a various dimension but only a drop will be extracted every second.]

'Ohh.. Shit!'

I facepalmed as I felt the headache I will face completing this mission. I don't know what world I am! I don't know who I am looking for! I am also buck-naked on broad daylight.

I felt a tug as the two tramps tried to lift me up.

"Oi! Don't struggle and lend us some money!" One with no teeth said as he turns his sac upside down as he shakes it with nothing dropping on it. The other one points a gun at me.

"Yeye! We just sell you to some pirate and we earn some money and you also earn some clothes!" He said but he does have a point I nodded at him as they pull me as I think about planning this hell trip.

"Ey! Why are you so heavy! Don't struggle! Are you a stone! You fucking exhibitionist!"

The two complained as they struggle to pull me from my weight. Well, I'm a Half- Asgardian and Half-Jotunn. So think for yourself how heavy I am than an average Asgardian who can lift a ton.

"Quit complaining and brag me there!"

Loki observes the coming and going passerby, he was creating a basic structure of the type of world he is in. He can see guards in uniform as they have sword and rifles he sees in museums in his past life.

They then barged into a rowdy tavern with women and men singing and drinking. Even one of these men is so messy that their collective scent becomes a natural repellant to insects.

"What is this smell?!" Loki said as he was pushed on one chair.

"Oi! Where is the captain!? We are selling this boya! Just a couple of pounds and we are off to go! This man has massive strength. Freshly made and virgin buttcheeks ready to be slaughtered!! Hahaha!!" One of his lackey sellers said roaring his laughter stealing on a cup of liquor from one drunken tramp.

"Ayy!! I will tell the captain!! Wait here!" a man with some stringed instruments said running into the dark door.

"Matey! Give this man a cloth! Respect for the elders and undignified weak men!" A drunk said pointing at Loki's divine sword. As rowdy women's blush as they look at Loki's mighty figure.

They then throw a bunch of clothes in a variety of parts. Loki didn't mind as he needs to blend it and know what place is this. It didn't ring any bell from him. He needs to know faction in this world.

"Come in! I gave the captain a heads up and he needs to test you!" he said tapping on Loki's shoulder as he has a large build that makes him not wanting to antagonize this silent fool. He knows silent people are always a snake sleeping.

Loki look at him quickly and nodded as he put on these weird loose clothes. His black hair is very messy and green eyes are soul stirringly creepy from his expressionless face.