Ethan strode through the bustling streets of Anseris, his mind spinning with thoughts of the task ahead. The weight of his new responsibilities pressed down on him like a weighted cloak, but he knew there was no turning back now. Meanwhile, the Merchant's Guild permit tucked into his pocket felt heavier than it had any right to.
As he reached the premises arranged for him, Ethan took a moment to survey the building. It was modest, tucked between two larger, more noticeable shops, but it had potential. The sign above the door was blank, waiting for a name to be etched into it. Ethan allowed himself a small, satisfied smile as he mentally christened his shop. Nexus.
It had a nice ring to it, and more importantly, it conveyed the kind of discreet, powerful connections that Ethan intended to cultivate.
He pushed open the door, stepping inside to find the space barely furnished. A counter stood at the room's far end, with shelves lining the walls. The floor was worn but clean, and sunlight streamed through the front windows, casting a warm glow over the space. 'I guess this'll do.'
Ethan spent the next few hours organizing the initial stock that Wei Zhang's people had delivered. The items were nothing particularly remarkable. Some essential potions, enchanted trinkets, and rare herbs, but they were enough to get started. He knew that to succeed, he'd need to acquire more unique and rarer items from the Otherworld Exchange System, but that would come later after he had saved up his coins. For now, he needed to focus on establishing the shop and hiring staff.
Luckily, the DIA had already vetted some potential staff but were leaving the final decision up to him. As he prepared for the day's interviews, Ethan considered the type of people he wanted on his team. They had to be more than just capable. He needed individuals who could be trusted, or at the very least, who had their own secrets that made them wary of exposing his if they found them out.
The first candidate arrived shortly after noon. He was a tall, wiry man with a perpetual scowl and a thin scar running down his cheek. He introduced himself as Galen Thorn, a former mercenary turned bodyguard. His experience dealing with unsavory types and his no-nonsense attitude made him an ideal candidate for security.
"Why the career change?" Ethan asked, leaning back in his chair.
Galen shrugged, his scowl deepening. "Got tired of getting stabbed at for other people's gold. Figured I'd rather keep an eye on it instead."
Ethan nodded, appreciating the man's blunt honesty. "Welcome to Nexus, Galen. You'll be handling security and ensuring that no one causes trouble here. Think you can manage that?"
Galen grunted in affirmation, which Ethan took as a yes.
A few applicants later was a woman named Selene Drakos, a sharp-witted rogue type with a nose for information gathering. Her short, raven-black hair and piercing green eyes gave her an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance. Still, Ethan could tell she was precisely the type of person he needed to navigate the city's undercurrents.
"You'll be my eyes and ears in Anseris," Ethan said after a few probing questions about her past. "I need someone who can gather information, listen in on rumors, and keep tabs on the competition."
Selene smirked, leaning back in her chair. "That all? Thought you'd have something challenging for me."
Ethan chuckled. "Oh, I'm sure you'll find plenty to keep you busy. Welcome aboard."
As the day wore on, Ethan interviewed a few more candidates, each bringing their own unique skills to the table. Leona Marsh was a former alchemist who had fallen on hard times and was eager to prove herself.
Her knowledge of potions and rare ingredients would be invaluable. Then there was Finn Copperpot, a halfling with nimble fingers and a talent for appraising items. He had a friendly demeanor that masked his sharp business instincts. Ethan could tell he'd be a valuable asset in negotiations. Especially since he had no idea of the value of these items in the world.
By the end of the day, Ethan had assembled a small but capable team. Each of them had their own reasons for joining him. Some were by gold, others by the promise of protection or opportunity. But Ethan knew they shared one thing in common. They all understood the importance of discretion.
Ethan gathered his new team in the shop and addressed them as a group.
"Nexus is more than just a shop," he began, his voice firm. "It's a foothold. A way for us to carve out a place in this city and, eventually, beyond it. We will deal in rare and unusual items, so we must be careful. Trust is earned, not given. Remember that."
Galen nodded, his arms crossed over his chest. Selene flashed a grin, clearly intrigued by Ethan's words. Leona and Finn exchanged glances, both looking eager to prove themselves.
"Now, let's get this place ready for business," Ethan said, clapping his hands together. "We've got a lot of work to do."
Over the next few days, The Nexus Exchange slowly came to life. The shelves filled with goods, the counter polished, and the front sign proudly bore its new name. Ethan's team proved to be resourceful and efficient, each settling into their roles with ease as they opened for business.
Galen kept a watchful eye on the shop's comings and goings, his presence a deterrent to any would-be troublemakers. Selene fed Ethan a steady stream of information about the city's happenings, from whispered deals in dark alleys to the latest gossip among the nobility. Ethan set up an Alchemist lab in one of the back rooms. Leona's potions and concoctions soon began drawing the attention of curious customers. Meanwhile, Finn's sharp eye ensured they weren't short-changed.
For now, Ethan was content to let Nexus establish its roots in Anseris, knowing that it was only a matter of time before the DIA asked more of him.
Ethan glanced at his team as the last customer of the day left, and the shop quieted down. A sense of pride swelled within him.
"Good work today," he said, locking the front door and turning to face them. "Tomorrow, we continue building our future."
Selene grinned while Galen gave a curt nod. Leona and Finn both looked determined.
Ethan smiled to himself as he headed upstairs to his private quarters. Nexus was open for business, and the pieces were finally in place.
Ethan sat cross-legged on his bed, the dim light of a single candle flickering beside him in the early morning darkness. His eyes were closed as he focused his thoughts inward, activating his Otherworld Free Market skill. A familiar tingling sensation spread through his body, and the world around him soon faded.When Ethan opened his eyes, he stood in the neon-lit Otherworld Free Market. This was where he could spend the AEC coins he had saved. Over the past few days, he had saved 46 coins and planned to use them wisely today.He wandered through the market, eyeing the bizarre and varied items on display. A potion that made your voice sound like thunder for 10 minutes. A self-writing quill that never ran out of ink. A cloak that allowed you to blend into shadows. 'Too expensive.' He needed valuable yet subtle items to avoid raising suspicions.As he window-shopped the vending machines, one of them with a shimmering blue glow caught his eye. The items inside seemed to pulse with a fain
Ethan leaned against Nexus's counter, absentmindedly polishing the glass case that held the silver earrings with the pale blue gems. Business had been steady that morning, with customers trickling in and out, browsing the growing selection of items on display. The shop had become a quiet hub of curiosity, drawing in adventurers, merchants, and those who sought something different.As he polished the glass, the door creaked open, and a burly figure stepped inside. Ethan looked up, noticing the man's armor beneath his cloak. The stranger had a muscular build, a square jaw, and an aura of quiet authority that set him apart from the usual customers. His eyes scanned the shop with the calm precision of someone trained to assess danger.Ethan straightened up, nodding in greeting. "Welcome to Nexus. Is there anything I can help you with today?"The man approached the counter, his gaze falling on the earrings. "These caught my eye," he said, his voice deep and measured. "Tell me about them."
Ethan stood behind the counter of Nexus, his thoughts still lingering on the events of the morning. The encounter with Marcus Ainsworth had been unsettling. Still, the knight's intervention and connection to Princess Elara offered new opportunities. However, these opportunities could, in time, become as dangerous as they were potentially lucrative.Still, there was much he needed to do to stay ahead. And so, he found himself lost in thought until a voice snapped him back to reality."Boss?"Selene's voice was soft, but there was a note of urgency in it. She had a talent for moving quietly, and Ethan hadn't noticed her approach."Selene," Ethan acknowledged, nodding at his half-elven spymaster. "I need you to gather some information. Discreetly."Her eyes gleamed with curiosity. "What am I looking for?""I have a suspicion there's unrest in the palace. Something to do with the royal family. I need details. Who's involved, and what they're aft
The early morning light filtered through the windows of Nexus, casting long shadows across the shop floor. Ethan sat at his desk, running his fingers through his hair, mentally preparing for the day ahead. The weight of the previous day's revelations hung over him like a dark cloud. The palace, a battleground for succession; the illness of the King; Princess Elara's desperate need for protection, and Marcus Ainsworth's looming vendetta—it was all spiraling towards a confrontation he knew he couldn't avoid.Ethan drummed his fingers on the desk, deep in thought. The game he was playing was dangerous, with each move carrying unpredictable consequences. But if he wanted Nexus to thrive—and more importantly, if he wanted to survive—he needed to be proactive, not reactive.His eyes flicked to a map of the city pinned to the wall beside him. "Reputation," he muttered, recalling his final thought the night before. Nexus might have been gaining notoriety, but it wasn't enough. He needed leve
Ethan stood in the dimly lit Nexus, the evening sun casting long shadows on the shop's stone walls. His mind buzzed with a hundred thoughts, each one tangled in a web of alliances, enemies, and opportunities. He felt like he was juggling too many flaming swords at once, and one misstep would set his entire world ablaze.The King was dying. The royal court was a viper's nest, poised for a deadly game of succession. Princess Elara was scrambling for control, the Baron was plotting revenge, and the Blight festered like an open wound in the world."Reputation," he muttered again, the word haunting him like a whispered curse. Nexus had potential, but potential wasn't enough. He needed to carve his place into the city's bones before someone else carved him out of it. And that meant making a bold move.The door to Nexus swung open, and Xi stepped in, her presence as unsettling as ever. Her sharp, calculating gaze scanned the room before locking onto Ethan."You've been brooding," Xi said, he
After a busy few days in Nexus and grueling training sessions with Galen, Ethan stood at the city's edge, staring into the vast horizon where the Blight awaited. His body ached from Galen's relentless combat drills, but the real exhaustion settled in his mind. He'd done everything he could to prepare, both physically and mentally. Still, as the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows over the decayed land beyond, he couldn't help but wonder if it was enough.Nexus bustled behind him, ignorant of the encroaching danger. The city's citizens went about their lives, unaware of the dark, festering wound spreading not far from their doorstep. Ethan took in a deep breath, letting the cold, crisp air fill his lungs. It was almost peaceful here, but the tranquillity did little to settle his nerves.He adjusted the straps of his backpack, mentally ticking off the list of things he'd prepared for this expedition. His trips into the Otherworld Free Market had been productive, though cos
Ethan barely had time to process the change in the air before the first creature came charging at them from the shadows of a tree. It moved so fast it was a blur, a mass of twisted limbs and pulsing flesh. The smell hit him first—a pungent stench of rot and decay, like something that had been left to fester far too long. The creature let out a wet, gurgling screech as it lunged for Galen, its claws swiping at the older man with terrifying speed.Galen reacted in a flash, his sword already drawn. Steel met flesh with a sickening thud as he sidestepped the creature's attack and brought his blade down, cleaving through one of its gangly arms. The beast didn't slow. It twisted in mid-air, its remaining limb extending unnaturally to grab Galen's arm. Ethan watched, horrified, as the thing's flesh seemed to pulse and stretch like putty, trying to envelop Galen's wrist.But Galen was ready. With a swift, brutal motion, he sliced again, severing the mutated limb entirely. The creature howled,
The echo of the tree's deathly screech still sounded through the surroundings. The air felt different now—less oppressive, but not by much. Ethan crouched by the remains of the twisted tree, studying the charred roots curling inwards like the clawed hands of a dying monster.He winced as he reached into his pack for a pair of gloves. His forearm throbbed where the creature had bitten him, but he couldn't afford to stop now. They had come this far, and he needed more than guesses if there was any hope of truly understanding the Blight—of defeating it for good.As his fingers brushed the tattered remnants of the tree, a cold shiver ran up his spine. Even in death, the thing exuded a dark energy. Ethan pulled a small vial from his belt, scooping up a sample of the blackened bark. It crumbled quickly under his touch, releasing a faint, sulfuric odor."This is definitely unnatural. Even for this world," Ethan muttered under his breath, scanning the area. "There's something more here."Gale