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The Epics Of Vestia

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.]

Mohoti · 游戏
分數不夠
156 Chs

Chapter 52: Tapestry Of Schemes II

The Table glowed in eerie darkness as a rune of darkness weaved itself into existence amd hovered around it, for a while it spun silently scanning each of them befode finally resting in the table.

"I Welcome The Representatives Of the Dark Faction." The Table surprisingly spoke.

"And we greet the Esteemed Darkness." All four representatives spoke simultaneously, they then pulled out their chairs and sat at the same time.

"The Incarnations of Our Pantheons Gods have been destroyed in one of our bases." The Blonde priest begun.

"That wasn't very polite, basic courtesy is to introduce oneself before addressing any sensitive topics." The Table stated causing the Priests brows to furrow, he exhaled before introducing himself.

"I'm Sullivan, Sullivan White Saint Of The Nerul Pantheon."

"I am Damien Reece, Right Eye Of the Daemon Pantheon." The Black suited man introduced his voice was monotone almost robit as if programmed what to say.