Sam's soul world in one word could be described as horror. Not that it bothered Sam the place was a representation of him at his very core and Sam was pretty self-aware of himself but not as much as he thought if the unexpected changes to his soul world meant anything.

Originally his soul word was pretty simple with a thin layer of blood on the ground that never dried and filled the air with an iron smell, there were also statues of the people sam had killed damage in the way he killed them, Along with the junk that sam stored in here that was his soul world.

Now they could not compare. The blood had become bright red grass with white tulips growing sparsely, the statues were cleaned up and had different flowers in front of them with the flower knowledge he picked up from his mother the meaning of the flowers had to do with why he killed them, the random junk had been organized around the edge of the world. The biggest changes were a goddamn tower and a door he instantly recognized.

It was the door he left through from where the beast of lust was trapped," yeah I'm just going to ignore that for now, definitely need to look at that tower later but first what I came here for." sam walked towards the edge of his circular world sam began to walk the edge of it looking through his junk. It took him walking three-fifths of the border before he found what he was looking for a large pocket gold plated journal with lock sealing it shut.

As he took one last look around, he made a note to come back and clean up and investigate that tower but first, he has to deal with this book. Holding the book against his left side sam used his free hand to reach forward and mimic opening a door caused a simple steel door to materialize open. Sam walked into the darkness that sat behind the door.

Opening his eye sam was back in his body, "why does that always leave me so sore?" stretching to get rid of the aches from entering his soul the voice gave Sam an answer.

"That is because entering a soul plan even one's own is extremely stressful and strenuous especially on those who don't fully prepare as you did but nonetheless I am impressed that you were able to do so at all." sam hummed ass he kneaded his back.

"I know how to fully prepare correctly but I don't possess the resources to do so, besides body pains aren't that bad, anyway I have a book to deal with." sam grabbed from where it rested next to him. Biting his thumb hard enough to draw blood he wiped the blood on the spine of the book.

The blood sat there a moment before it was absorbed into the book. A gold and black key then popped od of the spin, sam took the key and used it to unlock the book. He opened the book to its first page where one thing was written and the helper spoke, "I have never seen such a complicated language or code where did you find it and why are you blushing."

Sam was indeed blushing a full face one, "it's in french and it is not a code I just have terrible handwriting." then there was silence but sam could swear that the helper was laughing at him, sam placed his hand on the inside of the front cover, "link".

For a moment nothing happened then the book began to pulse in sync with sam heart witch could now be heard throughout the room."Ahhhhh" sam cried as he clutched his throat, the journal began to flip its pages on it own, word begin written in as they turned. Over a hundred thousand pages turned before it stopped on a blank page and then closed.

"You know I forgot how that felt, but at least the book has been bound to me again." sam thought as he rubbed his throat.

"Lord if you wouldn't mind me asking but what exactly is that book, I have found a few things similar to it but nothing exactly the same." it was well hidden behind the professional tone the voiced used all the time but sam had caused that feeling in others enough to recognize it.

"My book of life. It automatically records my life in incredibly detailed I'm going to need it later in my training so I thought I should get it out of the way." as he answered the voice he had placed his book of life on his desk. "Now that that's taken care of I need to refine my wires." laying back down on his bed sam once again closed his eye but this time he focused on his internal mana.

Sam had never learned there official term so he called them wire, but what he was talking about were the pathways which one's mana flowed through in the body, they were also the only part of the body there were completely protected against the negative effects of mana, but there was a limit to how much mana could flow thru them at a time before the pressure became to how much and they burst similar to how a pipe would.

Refining one's wire happened for three reasons, the first was to raise the pressure limit of the wires this would allow sam to release more power in burst, the second was to increase their number sam didn't know why people did this, the third was repair and this was what Sam was trying to accomplish.

Before moving to the island sam didn't know any runes, so to create effects on the same level of a rune he had to manipulate pure mana with great control in large amount much larger than what was needed for a rune and because of this he more or less had constant mana burns on his hands feets arm and legs some time his head but his wires had reached the point there could support this without even being bothered.

But moving to the island sam was not looking to draw attention so he stopped using this method and adapted to using runes not that he used them the way you were supposed to. Because The longer used his wires to their fullest anymore they fell into a state of disuse and now sam was trying to undo that.

The method sam was using was a pretty simple using flowing mana through the wire while slowly increasing the amount until they reached their limit stop and then repeat, the whole process took about maybe an hour. Witch is why sam was only able to do it 8 times before the sun came up.

When the light of the rising sun hit his eyes sam for the first time in years was glad he was an insomniac. Getting off his bed sam did some light stretches before taking shower and putting on a fresh set of clothing consisting of t-shirt cover in wailing ghastly faces and some grey and red athletic shorts.

After finding a duffle bag sam packed it with the things he would need for the day he left the house only to have to come back ten minutes later to retrieve some shoe and sock after a jogger happened to notice he wasn't wearing any.

Now wearing shoes and shocks Sam walked out of the house. It was about a ten-minute walk with a twelve-minute cab ride later that Sam arrived at his destination. Fortuna's internal bank, this bank was different from others, the main reason was that they worked on a blind system as in they didn't give a fuck about who or what you were everyone was equal to them. This actually got them in trouble with local government as they allowed known criminals to access their account or make them with no more trouble than a police officer

But that was the reason sam was here as this bank let him set up his own account during the time he wandered the world, an account he hadn't touched since moving here, the fact that they let a child opened an account on there own was impressive the fact they took the time to explain everything until he understood was even more so. Walking into the medium-sized building sam wasted no time getting into the line to the counter not even a moment later one of the employees walked over to him.

"Are you here to open an account or do you have an existing account?" the female worker asked.

"I have an existing account but I haven't registered it at this branch yet." sam told her as he scratches his ear.

"Well I can help you with that, just follow me." sam nodded and follow after her. She leads him to one of the offices and sat down. "Okay first thing is to find your account, do you have your card or account information."

"No on the card but yes on the information, my account number ###5##2"

"Okay give me a moment," two moments later. "Here we go account number ###5##2, from what I see here it hadn't been touched in almost four years." when she looked at sam for an explanation he told her he just didn't need anything from that account in those four years. "As apart part of our policy, I'm going to have to confirm your identity by the multiple methods specified by the account. Is that alright?" she asked with a wide smile and a slight narrow in her eyes.

"Yes that alright I would worry if you didn't," sam told here with a calm smile and loose shoulders, mentally he applauded her body language control.

Soon they were going through the motion to confirm the methods to confirm his identity using the methods he placed when he was younger because he was (read is) a paranoid person he had designed the methods in riddles with you had to notice and then solve them before he could use them.

The first riddle spoke of sakura petals but was really asking for a drop of blood, the second riddle talked about dance steps but the answer was a four-digit code, the third method was hidden by an old Halloween song that spoke of many things that went bump in the night, the answer for the passwords was three creatures sam was incredibly familiar with.

With his identity confirmed his account was registered and move to this brach sam went about updating his information before he dumped half the IC he had stored in his bracelet in to the account with turned out to be a little over four thousand dollars, Sam knew he didn't spend a lot of his funds but was it really that small or was his income that large. "I should probably look into that when I get home". After the transaction was complete sam said goodbye and wish the women a good day before leaving the bank.

After leaving the bank sam wandered a bit before he made his way to his next destination. Turning down a dark alley sam found an abandoned holo-phone booth, entering the booth sam entered the for his job.

"Hello this is the manager of the midnight bar, how can I help you?" a polite sounding female answered the phone, Suppressing a laugh sam told the person on the side that it was him. "Sam, why do you never call from your phone?" the woman demanded all politeness leaving no trace in her voice.

"I have my reasons, but anyway, the reason I'm calling because I checked my schedule and found that I have no shifts any time soon?"

"Actually I was wondering when you were going to call about that," the tiredness in her voice increased tenfold, " a pipe in the storage room burst and the room partly flooded a few things were salvageable."

'There more isn't there."

"Yes, it turns out we had sparkling ivy seed stored away deep in the room." yeah that explained it sparkling ivy was nice to look at if you ignore the fact it grew an inch in the time it took to blink and was incredibly stubborn plant, looks like he wasn't working for the next few weeks unless!

"Veronica, did you know where to get flowers from different countries?" sam asked. Receiving a positive answer sam told her about a flower that was very territorial and would release poisonous pollen to kill any other plant in its territory and would at most aggravate the allergies of humans and animals.

"I have never heard of this planet but if you are telling the truth this could save me a lot of money and time." with a happy voice veronica began to mumble so this sam couldn't catch without raising his hearing. Interrupting her mumbling sam told her goodbye so she could get to work, hanging up the phone sam left the booth and headed to the gym he picked out last night.

Entering the receptionist quickly greeted him, "hello welcome to mountain gym where he will always climb to the peak, how can I help?.

"I'm interested in joining can I do that today?" his answer was to follow him into the gym.