Why Shouldn't I Make One?

"But Mr Umbra, there is no such place as the Chaos Guild. The name Chaos, the nickname Chaos, cannot be taken at will. You need the bond of its existence, the bond of blood."

James frowned as soon as he heard these words and looked deeply at Theseus again, and after scratching his chin for a few seconds, he smiled and uttered words that would surprise not only them and all the gods watching him but even Nyx and Erebus itself:

"Who cares? I am the warrior of my Lady, I'm pretty sure she won't be mad at me for creating the Chaos Guild. There is Olympus, there is Asgard, pretty sure there should be Chaos Guild too. It is pretty disrespectful to Chaos since it does not exist. Imagine you create the tower and they are just afraid of you, they should honour you by giving your name to a precious place."

After these words, many people in the guild fell from their seats to the floor. No one thought that any player... no, not even a god, could even think of using Chaos' name to do such a thing.

Chaos was a creator. You were either related to him by blood or you knelt before him. Apart from a few creators like Ra, there weren't many who could stand by Chaos.

James was indeed too bold, but the blood of Chaos loved boldness.

"I understand sir...I will help you, you will need a large amount of gold to start a guild. I will ask my father, please follow our Asgardian friends, they will lead you to a place where you can stay, I need to go talk to my father."

When Theseus uttered these words with his eyes wide, not only him but even the Asgardian friends seemed to be watching James in this way.

James left the guild with the Asgardian guards and settled in a nearby hotel. Still, he had a question in his mind, "I wish I had asked Theseus before I left." he said to himself.

What he wondered was whether Theseus was a god or not. After all, he said that many people were in the guild until the 50th floor, so the meaning that something came after the 50th floor was attributed to this sentence.

It was like a huge curiosity for James at the moment.

When James went to the hotel room, he seemed shocked by the size and luxury of the room. The room was really big, it seemed to be at least 10 times bigger than James' single flat house.

"I've come a long way, but it feels strange to know that this is only 5 floors of the tower," he said as he sat on the bed after changing into the clean clothes in the room.

"Everything has just begun. Chaos Guild huh? I hope I can be a worthy one." he added, and then lay down and voiced a few more things:

"I wonder if any of Lady Nyx's children are in these parts, like Theseus? Would they like to join the guild? Just a second...."

After these words, he stood up again and then scratched his head and said, "Wait the heck up...They won't kill me, will they?"

His worries were on a slightly strange level, of course, but he didn't want to make enemies with people who should be considered friends, and he didn't want to get into such a situation with the Moirais and Moros watching him.

He had no intention of disappointing Lady Nyx or the personalities of fate.

However, something seemed to have suddenly occurred to him. Perhaps one of the things he needed to take care of before entering the 5th Floor.

"Gacha..." he muttered. With the panel above the system window that suddenly opened in front of him, his face smiled:

"So even if they died by poison, death is death...I still win the dialling rights, huh?" he thought. He had 3580 rights.

The 358 tens that would have existed in normal dialling...This was a truly gigantic amount, an amount James never thought he could reach.

"Well, let's get started then," James said to himself, not going to lie, he was indeed feeling a level of laziness creeping over him. After all, he was going to have to organise his inventory after all this translating.

"Whatever," he added, and then, without waiting, he pressed the [dial ten] button, which would indeed start a long gacha adventure.

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James had been pressing the same button for almost 4 hours, the tip of his finger had turned red, and he was sucking his finger and looking at his inventory. He still had 20 more to go. He already had some pretty good stuff, and he knew that if he tried to sell it, he would make a lot of money. Still, he hadn't come across any Legendary items or anything of the sort.

He had a lot of Unique items. Weapons, armour that he could wear, food that he could eat, drink that he could drink, and even a few items called [Skill Book] that could give him abilities.

With that, he finished blowing his finger, and then in desperation, he pressed the [turn of ten] option again, and what happened this time made him suddenly stand up.

There were ten cards in front of him as usual. He was quite used to it by now, there was no way that other players could come across so many cards like him. He was sure that, apart from achievements earned and special monsters killed, it was unlikely to come across that many cards.

Gacha was the thing that broke this reality.

Looking carefully at these 10 cards, James could see what was happening. After rubbing his eyes for a while, he turned back to the cards and said the following in a puzzled manner:

"So I guess I can't deny that it was better than I expected. At least I've earned this much, so I suppose I should say thank you?"

"Three yellow cards...."