"Is this world made of small Islands or are there bigger ones?" Elias Gobarau wants nothing but a normal life with his wife. Unfortunately, unforeseen forces have other plans for him as he was swallowed by space and found himself in a world of iceans filled with Islands. ***** Myriad Island is a world where intelligence, strength, fate, luck and even destiny means nothing. The only thing that can keep a sentient being sane was clinging to an ever-abstract concept known as Hope. Follow Elias's journey as he faces dangers of all kinds with the hope of understanding his purpose and possible union with his wife. ***** "Sigh, I left the life of chaos I was born in, how the hell did I end up somewhere worse? Or....is this Hell I was sent to for all the horrible things I was tasked to do?" ***** [Note: No Island is useless, only useless dweller that can't figure out it's usefulness!]
"Don't mind him, Sir Elias. I'm still no match for him. Besides he found a solution, he will soon catch up to me!" Zeenah said.
"Hehe. Greetings Lady Zeenah, your transformation is outstanding!" Elias said as he bowed a little, his right hand on his chest.
"Thank you. It's all thanks to you, The Miracle of this Red Base!" Zeenah said with blush on her face.
Elias captured one thing 'this Red Base' but he didn't pursue clarification.
"Please follow this little fellow." He said to them and that when they noticed a beautiful pink slime ball and it began to bounce and guide them forward.
"Sally Luck. You do know that I'm scared to let you on top of my Island!"
"Sir Elias, surely you jest!" She said with a confident smile as her eyes veered toward a certain decorated Lantern.
"Hmm. Welcome." He greeted her the same way he did Zeenah, no handshake.