Max and Co. walked across the dark stone bridge. Halfway across there was a small alcove. It was nothing special, a bench and a flower box with a small tree. It was beautiful. Max looked out over the lake, the lights of the city dancing in the distance, the nighttime air cool and moist. This reminded Max of home. Max lived in Florida; his house was a street away from a lake. Max would often take his kayak out in the early morning hours, Max loved water.

Max watched a ferry loading up on supplies, then a swan swimming with her young. It was a nice, Beautiful bustling world. Max could get used to this. Thinking more, Max started to become depressed, his cynical side reminding him of the atrocities he had seen with those sadistic brothers. His mood was soured. Only Iris noticed. She gave him a small comforting nod. It was a small gesture, but it reminded Max there were good people. You just had to look.

They moved closer to the island and Max could make out more details now. The mansion was large. Not the largest Max had ever seen, but then again, he did watch those Super Mansion T.V. shows. The building was made of brick, orange, red, and browns dominated the color palette. Max assumed that the clay used was imported, since most of the surrounding city was colored with grey, and stone. The roof was composed of black stones, woven together to form shingles, and small chimneys protruding out at set intervals. From what Max could see, there were two main wings, connected to a central area where the massive wooden double doors sat.

The surrounding area was immaculate. It looked untouched by man, except for the massive house sitting in the middle. Max could tell that the grass was being kept, trees trimmed, and pathways cleaned, whoever ever doing it was a master at landscaping. They walked along a stone path up the hill towards the mountain of a house. A grand staircase flourished up to the doors, Icarus waiting for their arrival.

“Took you long enough. Veline you can drop your spell; you know I can see through it.” His eyes looked at nothing.

“I’m still waiting for an explanation.” Max could feel the hostility in her words.

“Humph. You can either wait outside or drop your sullen mood, Veline. You know Master wouldn’t let you into the house in your current mood. You would break something.” Icarus said.

Before Vel could start firing off water cannons again, Domic stepped forward whispering something in her ear, calming her.

Score one for Domic, Max jested.

“Uhh, shall we proceed?” Max asked Icarus.

Icarus gave a resonating hoot, the doors opened, lights flickered on, and the party entered.

For the next few hours the good listened to Icarus spout off the history of each rare trinket or glamorous painting they walked by. When Icarus meant tour, he really meant it. Every room, every story. Max felt that Icarus, having no one to talk to for 120 years, wanted to savor it.

“This is the battle glaive of the warrior Lo’few. He terrorized the mountain range of Penlotu, only to be destroyed in battle by Master Lester.” Icarus’s history lessons were filled with pride, oftentimes exaggerating.

Vel would scoff and make a rude remark about telling history the way it happened. As the night dragged on, the party became increasingly more tiring. Max finally had to call it quits.

“Icarus. We... I need to go to sleep. I’m sorry, but we are going to have to put the rest of the tour on hold.” He turned to Domic, Vel, and Iris. “Would you two like to stay the night? I’m sure there are plenty of rooms.”

“No thank you, I have to be at the Guild early.” Domic replied, giving a small head bow.

“No.” was all Vel said.

The group walked to the door, seeing the two off. Icarus seemed sad, Vel was his friend, even if she had anger issues. Max felt bad for the little bird.

“Let's take you three to your rooms.”

Clammy’s room was first. It was simple, but large. A bed, desk, wardrobe, the works. It was nice. Much homier than most hotels Max had stayed at. A large rug sat on the floor, intertwined whites and reds, creating patterns. Clammy seemed content. Directly across the hall was Reep’s room. It was the same layout, only mirrored. The colors of the rug were yellows and greens, however. Max noticed Reep’s hesitation.

“Reep. This is your room. That is YOUR bed. Your desk, your wardrobe. Do you understand? This is yours and only yours. You choose what you want to do with it. If you want to move your bed to the other side of the room, you can, okay?” Max was worried about her.

You simply can’t forget the things she had gone through.

She stood meekly. She nodded to what Max was saying. He wasn’t sure if she understood. She walked into the room, Max following. He opened her wardrobe, taking out her new clothes from his inventory. By the time he finished putting her things away, she was already asleep. Curled up on top of the bed sheets. Max found a blanket in the back of the wardrobe, laying it gently over her. He left a lamp on but turned off the main light. Gently closing the door, existing.

“Clammy, I need a favor. Can you help watch her? I don’t think she understands what being free means, and I want to help her.”

“Of course.” Clammy had a large genuine smile. Max already knew these two women were going to become good friends.

Max left Clammy for the night, following Icarus to the master bedroom. The room had a set of double doors, runes carved into the frame. Icarus told him to push some mana into it, activating them. The doors swung open, light invaded his large corneas, making them shrink. The room was not your average bedroom. It was pure white. Stretching on for what looked to be forever. There was only a bed and desk, both sitting and what looked to be nothing but light.

“Welcome Max, to the Infinite Light Chamber. This is Master Lester's favorite creation. Go on, give it a try.” Icarus beamed.

Max took a step, feeling solid ground, he looked down. Nothing but light held him up. He didn’t understand. Max knew magic was real, but how was this possible? He looked at Icarus, pleading for an explanation.

“This room uses Master Lester’s two affinity disciplines. Light and Illusion. He had a Master [Runesmith] and [Mentalist] create the base system, but the rest was all him. Just think of what you want to fill the room with. It will appear. A word of caution. This room is still a room. It is not infinite. Don’t go running in any one direction, you will hit the wall.”

Max looked around, trying to think of what to make. First, he summoned a chair. Simple wooded, it honestly looks uncomfortable. Next something larger, a swimming pool. He walked over to it, touching the water. His hand just hit solid ground. He looked at Icarus, confused.

“Only light constructs can be created. Things like water or rain only can be illusions. This is after all a bedroom and study, not a playground.” Icarus reminded Max of a certain cartoon owl, eating a child's lollipop.

Max was tired, he wanted to play with his new room, but he also needed to go to bed. Max made the infinite room into the one room he was comfortable with. His room, in his house, on Earth. Tears slowly filled his vision. He quickly changed the illusion, now the room was just simple, plain, and mostly empty. He didn’t want the reminder. It was too much for him.

Icarus took the hint, saying a few last words, mainly about events in the morning, he took his leave. Dissipating into nothing. Max laid down. He reviewed the past few days. Killed some wolves, killed some people, helped out those in need. Max started to drift off, contempt with his emotions, at least for the night. But he remembered! He had notifications. Max had already opened his kill notification of Denny. He needed the exp in that moment.

Congratulations you have killed a level 4 [Lightning’s Touch]!

You have gained 1040 experience!

Congratulations you are now level 5!

Note: No further experience can be gained without a class. Please see a Class Stone! Extra experience has been lost!

You have gained 5 stat points.

Congratulations you have learned the spell Lower Gravity (Common)!

Mana variable depending on target’s weight.

Few have learned to harness the power of gravity. You can now alter one of the few cosmic powers.

Congratulations you have opened a door to the Heavens! You have unlocked a hidden power of the Demigod: Divine Aura!

While not fully Divine, Demigods still have control of some aspects. Control your afflictions, adding Divine Power to your aura.

Unlock more doors to the Heavens… If you can reach them.

Beware: Those above all will notice you.

Congratulations, Soothing Waters has become level 5!

Congratulations through knowledge or dedication Soothing Waters has evolved into Soothing Mist (common evolved).

Soothing Mist: Your connection to the water precedes you. Allows for use of mist to carry your will.

Congratulations, Soothing Mist has become level 6!

Congratulations, Soothing Mist has become level 7!

Congratulations, Soothing Mist has become level 8!

Congratulations, Soothing Mist has become level 9!

Name:

Max Fowler

Race:

Lost One (Human Earth)

Class:

N/A

Level:

5

Experience:

79/80

Heath: 20/20

Mana 40/40

Stats:

Strength:

Dexterity:

Stamina:

Intellect:

Wisdom:

10

10

10

15

20

Stat Points:

5

Max used his last Racial trait, falling into the dark abyss of sleep.