What do you mean by General piece?’ Arvin asked Lopt.

{You are not old enough to know that kiddo.} ​​

‘When will I be old enough?’ Arvin asked

{When times come.}

‘When?’

{Don’t ask silly questions kiddo. Now let’s get to that main point. Open your status window and show it to me…}

‘Why? Cant, you see it yourself?’ Arvin asked. He was curious as to if Lopt erased Dobby and took his place then shouldn’t he be able to see his status window?

{I can’t see your status window. I can only see what you see or you feel. That is it.}

‘Can you read my thoughts?’

{Yeah I can. Think of me as an A.I. that can help you when you need help. But as I am not connected to the server, I can’t access your status window.}

‘Oh… I get it now… Status’

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STATUS

Name- Arvin

Level-26 Exp-60/100

Champion of-?????

Inventory-(Tap to expand)

Quests-(Tap to expand)

Skills-

1>Shape-Shifting={Level-2}

2>Mana Meditation={Level-0}

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{Very good. I knew you were worth stealing!}

‘Wait… What?’

{Nothing kiddo. You see a new skill there don’t you?}

‘Yeah.’

{What the f**k are you waiting for then? Click on it.}

‘Yeah’

Obeying Lopt, Arvin then clicked on the new skill that he got. As soon as he clicked on the skill a blue color window popped up in front of his eyes, displaying the information about skill…

[Name- Mana Mediation

Description- As the name implies it is a meditation method that is used to flow mana in the host’s body from the host’s surroundings. When mana in the surroundings enters the host’s body, it nourishes the host’s body making it stronger, faster, and more aware about its surroundings.]

‘That is a very short description…’ Arvin commented after reading the description.

{It is enough. Now Arvin, do you realize the significance of this skill?}

‘No.’ Arvin said.

{Then you are an idiot.}

‘…..’

{Now I want you to keep mediating like you did before and increase the proficiency of this skill to level-2 or higher.}

‘Why?’

{Just do as I say. As for the reason for this, you will know it as soon as you reach level-2 proficiency}

‘Ok. I should light a fire for now….’

{No. No fire. Eat up first. Then transform into a bird again and then meditate again.}

‘Why?’

{Arvin do you want to get strong or not?}

‘I want to but…’

{I know I am being all secretive and all. But believe me, the more you know, the more dangerous the journey ahead will become.}

‘Ok.’

{We have very little time. So just do as I say for now…}

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In another dimension lies a magnificent building. It only had a floor but despite that, that building height matched that of a building with 5 floors. That building was white and had very big white-color columns supporting the building.

In front of the building a man was standing. He was around 7 feet tall and was wearing golden armor. He had a big broad sword behind his back. That man was wearing a golden helmet with golden horns coming out of his helmet. That man had a very long black beard with a black skin tone. Most of that man’s face was covered with a beard. While the most intriguing thing about that man was his eyes. Unlike the natural eyes that could be found in humans, that man’s eyes had pitch black. And if someone looks close to that man’s eyes they could see small white dots in those pitch-black eyes. One might say that man’s eyes were like a starry black night…

That man then started moving towards the white building in front of him. To enter the building, one had to go through a very large wooden door. That man pushed the door with his hands and walked into the building. As soon as the door was opened, the noise of chattering and shouting started coming out of the building.

That man saw that inside the building there were 4 very large tables which could be used by hundreds of people. And all the tables are fully jammed with people. The most interesting part was that these people belonged to a different culture. Some people were wearing modern-day military uniforms, some were knights from the medieval period, some were wearing Japanese-style armor and others belonged to a different culture from all around the world.

That man didn’t bat an eye at those people. He was eyeing the old man sitting on a separate raised platform ahead of all the tables. As that man looked at the old man, he started walking towards the old man’s table.

That old man looked like he was thousands of years old. He had a pure white beard that was so long that it was touching the ground. He was wearing a simple brown robe and had an ox horn in his hands. That ox horn was hollow and that old man was using the horn as a cup for his drink. The old man had seen that man walking towards him. As the man got close to him, he got up from his seat and shouted…

“Heimdall! I am glad that you could make it. Welcome old friend” that old man said. Hearing the old man’s shout, that man bowed to the old man with a serious face and started speaking…

“Alfather. I have come here to have a word with you in private.”

“Why are you so serious all the time? Come have a drink.” That old man said.

“Heimdall!!” screamed and bulky man. He was heard from the table far to the right. That bulky man had long golden hair. While that man’s body looked like that well-chiseled sculpture. Every fiber and part of that man were full of muscle. He may be 6 feet 4 inches tall, smaller than Heimdall, but he had a strong aura around him. But for now, a jar of wine and a red flush face suggested that the man was drunk…

“You finally….*hic*…. Came… Let’s have a….*hic* drinking contest just like old times.” The bulky man said.

“My prince and Alfather I have come here for a very important matter.” Heimdall insisted.

“What could be more important than party. Our team had just cleared the 59th floor. We are now 1st on the leaderboard.” The old man said while smiling.

“I am not able to find Lopt.” Heimdall said. While the bulky man saw that Heimdial was not interested in having a drink with him, he felt dejected. But he didn’t mind it. He took a jar of wine from the nearest table and started drinking it while listening to his father and Heimdall’s conversation.

“Loki? That brat always had ways to hide from your eyes. There is nothing new about that.” The old man said.

“I also saw Nandi, the white minotaur, traveling in realms. It seems like he is also looking for Lopt.” Heimdall said.

“Maybe that brat stole some of that monster’s weed.” The old man said while still not taking Heimdial seriously.

“I also received insider information about the board from Mimir.”

“What?”

“He said that he visited Vishnu a few days back. And it seems like Shessnag had run away.” As Heimdall said this, the Old man started staring at Heimdal seriously.

“What are you trying to imply?” the old man asked with a serious tone.

“I think Lopt’s or Loki has now lost his patience. He is moving his player. We need to get ready for war.” Heimdall said.

Hearing the word war, the bulky man’s demeanor changed altogether. Suddenly he started emitting dark blue lightning from his body. Seeing the lightning emitting from the bulky man, all the hall fell into pin-drop silence.

“If the war he wants, the war he will get. Loki, if you come on a battlefield, he will die by my hands…” Bulky man said. While the bulky man said that, a 5 feet long war hammer that was lying at the end of the hall started vibrating as it felt his master’s anger…