A young man named Alexander Ashbourne is looking for a job to support his studies. He applies to work as a waiter at a restaurant. The next day on his 18th birthday, a system appears that generates money simply by idling. This system also allows him to trade with beings from other worlds or even visit their realms. Watch as Alexander rises to fame across all the realms. [DeathlessOne: I just spotted this mortal, 'AlexanderTheGrate,' trying to trade his drink called Mountain Dew. I'm thinking of offering my Flame Sword for it.] [ShadowEternal: Wait, what’s a Mountain Dew?] [TimelessWanderer: Are you seriously considering trading your Emperor-grade sword for a mere drink?] [DeathlessOne: It’s not just any drink. The taste is out of this world, It's even better than the heavenly wine.] [ShadowEternal: {...}] [TimelessWanderer: {...}] [Everyone in the chat: {...}] [RichNigga: You know what, I’m in. I’ll trade my Gold Deluxe Armor just to see if this Mountain Dew is worth all the hype.]
As Talon watched Alexander vanish into the tree, a wave of relief washed over him. That relief quickly dissipated as he sensed a presence behind him. Turning around, he saw three entities he knew all too well.
Their bodies were elongated and gaunt, seemingly held together by shadows rather than flesh. Their limbs, unnaturally long and thin, ended in claw-like hands that seemed capable of tearing through the very fabric of reality. Their faces were hollow, with deep-set eyes that glowed faintly, giving the impression of smoldering embers in a dark void. Their presence exuded a chilling dread, as if they were harbingers of despair itself.
"Talon of the Titan race, how dare you allow that human to return to his world? Do you have any idea what grave crime you have committed?" one of them demanded in a deep voice, his tone was brimming with anger.