Corey woke up earlier than his normal. Which was already early. He sat on his bed for hours, and let his mind wander as always. Corey pulled out the map and begna to check for the for his next course of action. The next fruit they needed was called a royal baffilion. It on grows once a year in the Starbust Kingdom.NewAge: INFORMATIONSTARBUST KINGDOM, HOME TO SIX OF THE STRONGEST WIZARDS. A CLOSED OFF KINGDOM THAT REFUSES GUEST ALL BUT ONCE A YEAR WHEN THEIR PRECIOUS PLANT GROWS.THE PLANT IS A DELCIATE AND MUST BE CARED FOR BY A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL FAMILY, UNLESS IT WILL DIE THE VERY NEXT DAY.THE KINGDOM DOESN'T FALL UNDER A RANK BECAUSE IT IS IN THE CLOUDS. YOU WOULD NEED TO FLY TO GET THERE, AND YOU'D NEED AN INVITATION TO THE ROYAL BALL FOR YOU TO GAIN ACCESS TO THE FRUIT.'What the fuck?' Corey was starting to think he should have done more than stolen king Lectus Triton. The man had given him a long list of almost impossible task. He couldn't imagine doing this through a PC.

"The Starbust ball. Well I'll be friggin damned." Verosika swore. The Starbust ball has always been featured on the big screens all over Imp-tropolis. The imps, demons and others loved to see prestige at its finest and make fun of it. The people of Starbust are the most stuck up people she'd ever seen. The only reason she showed up to the ball along with the other women, was because of Corey. Everything she did lately, always involved him. It might also have to do with her wanting the bragging rights that came with attending this prestigious, tight knit event. Each woman chose a mask they could identify each other with, and they chose the colors black and gold for their attire. They didn't want to stand out, but at the same time, they wanted to fit in. It was hard for them not to stand out with a tall orc such as Borba, a half beast, a Centron, the queen of northern Imp-tropolis, a dragon mage, a human- though they couldn't identify her as such, having no clue that humans were a t

"I knew it. I knew the second we stepped into this place that you would do something ridiculous." Pamela started her rant. They'd just left the ball, and were seated on the large saddle on Greta's back. Corey was expecting her to this. As were the other women. Borba had only known Pamela for seven days, and even she was getting tired of her certain types of behavior. Pamela noticed the tension in the air. And how it became a bit hostile as it was directed at her. The group were not at all ready to hear her rant but she was going to give it to them anyways."You kissed the princess. And now she's your wife! First, you get a lap dance from Verosika. Then you sleep with Borba-""You did what?!" Verosika spun her neck to face Corey. The teen however, only stared at Pamela. Brilliant and beautiful. Jealousy will be her demise. Corey thought that to himself. She sounded like he had committed a grave crime. He was starting to lose the appeal she had once in his eyes. 'i might need a new en

While Corey and his women sail to the private island to have a the break of a life time, the Lock keeper was busy studying him. He sat behind a large table that doubled as a screen as well, showing Corey laying next to Misha. They were talking about something but the Lock keeper couldn't hear it. Something was blocking the frequency, and the image was glitching. This made him grow irritated, there was something about Corey he just couldn't understand. One of those things was how everytime he tried to spy, or sneak a little peak into what Corey was doing, something always interfered. He either couldn't hear, or couldn't see. Or sometimes both. The teen had to be cheating. That was the only logical explanation the Lock keeper could find. And that was why he had called someone special. The door to his office came open, and heels clinked to the floor. The long thick black dress dragged along the floor, and the unknown visitors hair sashayed along with her hips. She stopped by one of th

Corey walked for hours before he was alerted that his body required food to go on. He had skipped out on breakfast. Not because he didn't want to eat, but he just didn't feel the need for it. He figured he would get something to eat at the resort. A poor decision now that he looked back on it.Nothing had changed about the Temple. After walking, Corey kept seeing the same thing over and over and over again. It was like he was walking in circles. He sighed, and searched for a place safe enough to sit and eat. He found a broken pillar, Corey sat himself on it and thought about a B-L-T sandwich. He paired it off with a bottle of water. Corey kept his eyes busy, scanning over everything. The odd symbols and drawings on the wall. And the stacks of bones from the men Deloris had eaten. This is a sight that he shouldn't be looking at while he ate, but Corey ate with comfort. Viewing the dead bodies as something normal. He finished his meal in just five minutes, drank the whole bottle of w