A Town with no rampart, an open gate with no guards, rationally this place should be, in the words of the crude, a dump that's not worth living in. Yet upon entry, Isaac was surprised at the sight of several people whose level had reached beyond 120.

[Lv. 127] [Lv. 178] [Lv. 245]

"This is amazing." Isaac said as he looked over at Tari, who now wore a scarf to cover his face, "So, where do you plan on going now?"

"I'm going to retrieve my items from the Town Lord. It has all of my enhancements and is really important to me."

"But they could have been sold by now, you know?"

"Don't worry, I placed a lot of care on them. I know where my babies are. They're at the middle of town, the place of the Town Lord's Manor."

"You going to break in? Because if you are, I'm not joining you."

"No, I'm not a savage. I plan on talking it out."

"Good then, just tell me what I can do to help."

"Thank you, brother. I'm going to see you later before the talk begins."

"Okay, I'm going to look around. If you need to find me, use this." Isaac handed Tari a tiny pendulum made of cursed black diamond, "That will point to my direction if you pour mana in it. Oh, make sure not to break it, else something bad will happen."

"You have an awfully lot of Cursed Items. Will this make me go mad if I break it?"

"Well, I've been cursed for as long as I can remember, and a good number of people had placed their own curses on me, so I guess Cursed Weapons are just attracted to me in general."

Tari should have been repulsed by that, but the archdemon just shrugged his shoulders and went away. He's dealing with Forbidden Magic. Who's he to judge someone like Isaac?

Isaac entered the Town, and Tari left for somewhere. He actually went back to the Forest nearby; Isaac had no idea why he's doing that, but he couldn't be bothered to think.

Tari's mind's not so easy to read. When he entered, he just realized he had no clue how to begin.

"Sir, might I bother you for some questions?" he approached the nearest person dragging a ten-meter large monster on his back whose body was bigger than Tari's.

[Lv. ???]

The man had a red scar on his face, an envy-inducing beard, and a not-so-envious shining bald dome, and on his arms were dark red scales.

The man looked intimidating, and when asked by Isaac, he responded, "Yes, how can I help you, friend?" he sounded rather polite despite the level difference between the two of them.

"My name is Isaac, and I am new to this World. Might I ask what others do after coming here? Is there by chance that this World has a Grand Goal to be achieved?" he introduced himself and then asked politely.

The man nodded, "The name's Dragil. Nice to meet you."

[Dragil Lv. ???]

"To answer your question, most people here also don't really have a plan when coming to this World. Most of them just join an Organization and go about their ways – wait, did you not get the briefing from the Seraphs?"

"Seraphs?"

"Oh, I get it now. You're from an Aberration World, so that's why you weren't brought to a Temple."

"Aberration? Temple?"

"I wish to continue this talk, but I need to prepare this Dragon Husk Parasite Host Beast, else it will rot away in the next ten minutes. We don't want it transforming to millions of Hell Ravaging Flies now, do we? You don't have those kinds of monsters in your World?

Isaac shook his head.

"Well. Why don't you come with me to my restaurant? I'll explain what you need to know there."

"You, sir, is a Restaurant Owner?" Isaac asked, surprised.

"GAHAHAHA, didn't expect that did you? What did you think was my Class?"

"I don't know, based on appearance, I thought you would be a [World Marauder] or a [Draconic Devourer] considering you are dragging the corpse of a Dragon Variant." He answered honestly to his words.

Dragil's laughter only grew louder, "You have a sharp tongue, boy. One day, you're going to die due to that."

"I get that a lot." Isaac was too used to such comments. He knows it's not a pleasant outlook, but that's just who he was.

They walked around town, and Isaac saw many things, from people walking monsters considered mythical beings in his World to catching sight of weapons on the same level as his or even beyond that.

His weapons were the Legendary Weapons of his own World. But seeing his weapons inferior or at the same level as a drunkard's elicited no jealousy or irritation from him, 'Makes sense, if this world is the gathering of the best only means the common weapons here are any less valuable than mine.'

They reached the restaurant that was made of old wood. The name [Old Butcher's Restaurant] was carved on a Silver Scale of some unknown being.

"Go ahead and enter. If you find a red-haired woman wearing an eyepatch, then that's her. Tell her you're an Aberration, and I sent you there. I'm going to prepare the Dragon Husk Parasite. Oh, tell her I'm going to make curry out of it."

The chimes echoed, and Isaac was greeted by the wonderful smell of food wafting through the air. There were several people inside, and all of them came from various races; there were High Elves, Dwargons, and even Selipids from the Sylph lineage.

But despite their different races, all of them had one thing in common, extraordinary strength [Lv. 415] [Lv. 347] [Lv. 178] [Lv. 289].

Seeing their levels did make Isaac wonder, 'Just how strong was the Restaurant owner for him to have ??? as his level? Is he some sort of Transcendental Being or something?'

"Welcome to Old Butcher's Restaurant. How many is your party or are you alone? We don't make a reservation unless you offer the suitable trade of a family recipe." a handsome young man with red hair explained.

[Lv. 98 (Locked Potential)]

"No, I'm looking for the owner's wife. I was instructed to come find her."

"Oh, okay, wait for a minute! MOM! Someone was sent here by Father!"

The young man shouted to announced Isaac's arrival.

The men and women feasting on their food all paused and looked at Isaac with interest. All of them raised their mugs, "The Boss took an interest in a Newbie!? Hooh, he must be someone extraordinary then."

"Hey kid, why not join my Party? We're going to have an awful lot of adventures."

"Deric, you bastard, you already poached the last scouted person! Who do you think you are!?"

"HUH!? Shut up. If you don't like it, then extend an invitation yourself!"

Isaac expected some idiot running up to him, causing trouble because of one reason or another, but it would appear that such a thing did not happen.

But being invited like this was even more baffling. No one looked at him with envy in their eyes, and no one dared to make trouble for him because they think he's unworthy or something of that matter.

'I can get used to this.'

"Sorry about this; Father's kind of a big shot around here since the Town was created around his Restaurant."

Isaac listened and raised his brows, "Wait, does that mean he's the Town Lord?"

"Town Lord? No, despite my father being the strongest, he's not interested in becoming the Town Lord, so someone took over instead. But they do hate us because of that reason."

"Oh, that's good then." Isaac breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh yeah, if you're new to this world, does that mean you came from beyond?"

"I am not from here, so I don't really get your terminologies. Can you please elaborate on that?"

"Oh, I apologize. The beyond is what people like us born here call the Worlds outside Avalon. I was just thinking of taking my Grand Trial soon. That's right, you wouldn't know that as well, a Grand Trial is what those born from [Outsiders] do for us to be free from the binds of the World. Outsiders are those who-"

"That is not necessary. I think I know what outsiders are from the context alone. Also, is what you're trying to get the [Limit Breaker] Skill? Are you trying to take that (Locked Potential) mark on your head perhaps?"

"Yes, that's correct. Unlike the [Originators] born here, our generation from Outsiders is limited in their improvement. Though our starting status is beyond normal – according to my father and mother at least. My name is Vandel, by the way."

"I am Isaac; nice to meet you. Good luck with your Grand Trial, kid." Isaac learned something new today. He's glad to have a talkative person like Vandel despite him disliking such a person.

A door suddenly slammed open, and the woman with red hair and an eyepatch came out carrying a platter for a customer.

Her beauty could be encapsulated in the world wild; she was wearing a waitress' gown that hid her modest chest. She walked around with a sweet-smelling Tabaco in her mouth as she handed the order to a customer.

"Here's your Tundra Inferno Platter…" she said and proceeded to approach Isaac.

"Good day ma'am, my name is Isaac Apollyon, please to make your acquaintance. Your husband told me to meet you."

"My name's Eva – seeing how you don't know me tells me we're not from the same World. Oh yeah, you don't need to tell me I already saw him at the back; that reminds me." Eva turned around and looked at the people, "Who wants Dragon Husk Parasite Curry!?"

"Wait, seriously!? Three orders, please!"

"Seven for me!"

"Only one, but make it a Rank 10 in terms of spiciness."

Eva turned her back on them.

"Are you not going to take their orders?" Isaac asked.

"I can remember whose order is who by the voice, don't worry. With that out of the way, Dragil said that you have something else to say other than that he's making curry."

"Oh, he told me to tell you that I'm an Aberration."

When those words echoed in the room, everyone fell silent as they gave Isaac a weird look.

Someone then shouted.

"Deric! You wanted to recruit the kid right, I will now relinquish my desire to compete with you."

"No, no, I have learned my wrongs and shouldn't be greedy with companions. You can take him to your team Zac!"

Isaac was befuddled at the situation. Eva burst into laughter and couldn't be asked.

He turned to Vandel for an answer, whose eyes were glistening from awe.

"So, what does being an Aberration means?"

"That means you're a God Slayer."

"What!? That's absurd; I haven't met a God in my World in the first place."

Eva's laughter finally ended, and as she wiped the tears from her eyes, she asked Isaac, "Did you enter a Tower? Has a hundred floors and regenerating number of monsters."

"Yes."

"Did encounter a monster that's level 100?"

"Yes? What does this have anything to do with anything?"

"That's a God."