Victor touched his throat were he felt a throbbing pain. His hand came back dry, meaning that he was healed. He sat upon a hard surface. It felt like a throne, not the medical bed where he would have expected to wake up. He straightened his back to touch the back of his seat and then he opened his eyes and looked around slowly. He saw the throne room of a castle. The floor was paved by white marble stones. Giant ice pillars went up from the floor to keep up a ceiling that was made out of many layers of ice. The layered ceiling reflected the light, that had no apparent source in many ways, giving it a depth while Viktor couldn't see the other side. The walls were made out of white smooth granite, with an arch directly opposite of the throne he sat in. The arch was made out of the same stone as the walls but swirling runes were carved into it. The frozen lake beyond the arch had black moving shadows beneath the ice. His attention was redirected by a polity cough to an imposing man standing beneath his throne. before him stood a man in golden robes with a crown on his head and wings flaming Wings floating behind him.

  Viktor straightened in his throne and put his arms on the rests and said: "Welcome, how should I address you? " The man smiled and answered the question with a feminine voice: "You can call me your divinity or Elena." Viktor made a half bow and answered with an official voice: "I am honored by your presence, your divinity. I wouldn't want to take too much of your time. I hope I am not too direct, but what is the purpose of your visit? " Elena nodded slightly "I shall let it slide this time cause you died and have no idea what is happening. I am here to make a deal, I resurrect you and you clear a den of orcs….. " The ruby red eyes of the goddess went blank and she stared into space. A few moments went by and then she spoke up again. "I am sorry Viktor but I am giving you to the guardian of monsters. He would stop protecting the orcs in exchange for your soul. A bit of advice, do not trust him!

  A fire sprouted from where Elena stood melting a bit of the ceiling. Elena was gone but in her place was a puddle of melted ice, reflecting a hellish scene. He put his shin high and stared down at the puddle, where a man with a feathered hood, a torn and bloodied shirt and pants. A black beard crowned his face and emerald green eyes stared into him. It was his brother. He smiled sadly at him while curses and spittle flew his way. After a few minutes Viktor spoke up softly, silencing the tirade: "I am sorry brother. " "You sorry, 'ey. You're sorry! Both of us will live in a new world, one with magic. Mark my words: 'I am gone find, I am gonna hurt you and then I will heal you. Over and over again.' Viktor stammered to make a response but Simon spoke up again: "Show me his racial choices " "sure. " A man said with a sardonic smile and two horns on his head. A blue screen appeared in the pool

  After reading through the races carefully he offered: "Man with horns, if he can choose my race, can I choose his? " The blue screen disappeared leaving a grinning man. "What can you offer me in return for that service? " He answered with the best retort he could imagine: "What did he offer " "To bring 50.000 people eternal rest. " "I shall help him in this… " He tried to shout: 'wait' but the man had already answered with a sardonic grin "Deal. " The puddle went from being magical to being a normal puddle made out of water. With the howl of a wolf the man with horns appeared before him. Speaking with a clear voice he said: "You both may not hurt each other until the task is complete. I can not choose where you appear but it will be a challenge. The world will always make everything challenging but possible. Just to force people to grow. You shall both still appear in the same area cause I have a pretty small domain. That is something I will be working on. You may ask three questions, little mouse. " The man's green eyes were glossy and looking into the distance. "Why did you come to me instead of keeping an open conversation? " "Yes.. Easy… no not that…. Oh, just so you two don't choose a race to spite each other. " The man kept on mumbling, something about showing her wrong. "Could I now choose his race please?" "What? Yeah. Sure. "

  "My last question: 'Will he be as dumb as a slime?' " "No, both of you get a boon from me that will strengthen one aspect of the race. For the slime this will be the intellect. May I ask you a question? " "shoot. " "What? " "shoot, meaning: 'shoot your question at me' " "Ah, okay. Why the slime? "

  Viktor leaned back in his throne and answered the question "The slime is the only option not related to darkness or killing. I want my brother back! " With a chuckle the man answered: "you know that he drowned, right...... " The guardian gave a few moments for that to settle in. Viktor hurriedly tried to correct his mistake:"Ah shit! wai….. "