Suddenly their surroundings changed, with little if any movement of the air around them, they were now standing in front of the Castle entrance. A ma.s.sive metallic door was before them, marking the exit of the castle, the door automatically lifting open and slipping into the ceiling above. Revealing the underground city the pillar-shaped castle overlooked.

A lacking grin formed over Jack's lips as he walked out beside the Vampire, looking over the Waste City. "With a little work I believe we can make this place work..."

His eyes trailed on over towards the production plant which was not too far away in the center of the City. In the game, there was no way to operate it. Though it was una.s.sumingly one of the ways to change one's race into an Automaton.

Not that he had any plans of being one. He however was beginning to believe that this world had become reality. Why? Because he could feel everything. The varying temperatures of the Castle, the smells of the city.

This place smelled of rust and decay, it burnt his nose, but at the same time it excited him.

He even noticed that his senses was akin to that of his species. An ArchMirage, a mystical heteromorphic beast race which were related to the Fey and Dragons.

He licked his lips mischievously before turning his eyes to look at Silva as his arm fell to his side. She seemed to be enjoying the look of the City as well. Nodding ambiently to his words.

He could only imagine being able to use the production plant to make even more minions, soldiers, in order to protect himself from a world he didn't know.

The question was though, could he power it? What powered it? Did it follow a science fiction approach? Or was it to be powered by some sort of magic energy? He was growing curious and could hardly wait for the reports to come back from the Honor Guards and the Guardians he had sent out.

His eyes then s.h.i.+fted towards what looked like the exit at what appeared to be the eastern side of the underground City. As based on the game map, the Castle overlooked the City from the North, so he knew exactly which direction was East and West which made it easy to know without a map.

Though he did find himself missing the map.

Oh how he didn't want to get lost while he was exploring.

Having to ask for directions wasn't his best strategy, as his father used to always say before his pa.s.sing, that men never get lost they just improvise.

Letting out snicker at his own thoughts, the man folded his hands behind his back as he began to stroll from the entrance of his castle and towards the rest of the city.

He could use magic to transport himself to the exit, but he wanted to hear from his people first. That and he was starting to grow curious about magic. He had used a spell to try and contact the GM's, yet he didn't have to use the hotkey as there wasn't any.

It seemed his magic was in his mind, he could cast most of the spells without reciting them. This was definitely exciting, making him feel as if he was truly a master mage in another world.

That's when he came to a stop, entering an intersection of the City streets. It wasn't necessary dark down here, as there was a false sky of crystals and scorched rock above. The place was dimly lit at least compared to the pitch darkness Jack was subjected to when he first entered the game.

"Could someone had been online before I logged on…?" He muttered as he knew he hadn't bothered to check his friends-list. He had only a.s.sumed they'd all be in the 'Council Chambers' with all the chairs.

"I didn't see any of the fifty four other great beings," Silva stated with a somewhat depressed sigh, "But I am sure if they were in the City, the Honor Guard would've found them."

"I see..." Jack sucked on the back of his teeth slightly as he nodded, taking her answer to heart. He'd continue into the center of the intersection, looking over the homes and other weathered buildings.

He'd make his way towards one of the buildings on the South East corner of the intersection, and press his hand against the door. In the game, not all the buildings were accessible. Some of them were sealed shut and the windows giving a false interior.

Yet as he pressed his hand against the door with a little force of his own, he heard it creak and the lock break. The door swung open and he stumbled forward, blinking a few times before looking over the insides of the ruined facility.

It looked like an office s.p.a.ce, cobwebs everywhere. It was lifeless, abandoned. Walking inside, he toyed with the left over writing utensils on the desk, before opening one of the drawers. Empty.

"Hmm..." His eyes wondered on over to a clunky low tech gear-based computer, which was practically an oversized calculator. Then he rested his eyes on a bookcase nearby that had a ton of literature.

Walking over to it, Jack would run his finger tips along the surface of their spines. "How to Create an Automaton. Creating a Magic Gun. Downfall of the Valkyrie..." He muttered the t.i.tles under his breath.

Silva watched him for a few seconds before waltzing over to what looked like a music box and popped it open, revealing an armored ballerina. "Eh? Why's there armor on a Ballerina?"

"I guess whoever had this place before didn't have great taste?" His eyes smiled a bit more than his own lips, his eyelids forming crescents as his lips curled inward. "Perhaps we'll dispose of Waste laying about with the Exchange Box… Clean this City up and make it a bit more habitable, whilst getting some more coins."

Silva nodded to this as she walked towards the door and peered outside, resting her hand on the doorframe in front of her as she leaned toward it.

It was strange seeing empty streets here, even though there were already over a hundred people wandering about, exploring.

"Shall I call upon the Area Guardians to organize the task?" Silva systematically turned to look at him with a brow arched following her inquiry.

Jack looked to her and nodded, "The Area Guardians would be made a bit more useful since the City is secured. We're just waiting on the plant to be acquired." He said with a light tone of enthusiasm, but something was weighing on him.

If this was now the real world, that meant that he was alone.

Seki was gone. Lala was gone. He wasn't going to be joining them in a new game. He wasn't going to be joining them in this life.

It felt like he was going to be crushed here, all alone, with their creations. The things that would remind him of them, the times they had and the times they would never get to have again.

Any semblance of emotion left his face as these thoughts were circulating. He watched as the Vampire left his sight and his eyes closed. Walking back over to the desk, he leaned on it and crossed his arms over his abdomen in thought. His eyes resting on his feet, it was hard to think of a world without the people he knew.

The people he rejected, the people he lead.

Shaking his head, these thoughts seemed to be clouding his makes.h.i.+ft plans. This world, he needed to give it a glance. He couldn't ignore it, because he knew it wouldn't go away.

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He couldn't wait for it to find him, before he found it.

If he did that he'd be welcoming Chaos he didn't control, an Order which would likely want to destroy him because of his vast power and riches. What kind of world was out there anyways?

He pushed himself off the desk and wadded on out the front door and into the center of the street. Facing the Eastern Exit, he felt the urge to go running out into the sunlight that peered in through the opening. To see if he was surrounded by meadows, forests or mountain ranges.

To see if the world outside had really changed…

Was it still YGGDRASIL, or was it a new world? Seeing that the City was still here, he wanted to believe he was in the Nine Realms still. However, that could very well be a falsehood he was telling himself. The Nine Realms? If he was still in that realm, it would be so much different.

Jack out curiosity decided to try and cast another spell, to send a message out to any player or person who could respond. That spell was known as Message.

"『Message』," He'd recite which would cause a light blue glow to surround him for a split second as the effect took place.

At first there was nothing until he heard Teetle's voice.

"Is that you, Jack-sama?"

"Teetle Berry? Interesting… What have you found?" Jack raised a brow at this as he began to casually stroll towards the eastern exit of the city. His hands still folded in front of him as he eyed anything that could possibly move. Even though it was just dust aimlessly moving about in the air currents entering the place.

"We've found the exit to be relatively secure. It is the same on as always from our side of the opening, but the outside… It isn't the same. Doodle is scrying our surroundings with the Mirror of Remote Viewing and according to it... The outside world seems to be a forested area between some great plains and of a mountainous region." Teetle reported without his normal kookiness, "What do you want us to do?"

"How hidden is the exterior entrance?"

"To any pa.s.sersby, the entrance would appear to be a subterranean cave entrance. They'd have to enter the cave before they even see anything."

Jack nodded slightly to his as if sponging the information, absorbing it into his mind to make a permanent note of it. "I want the outside hidden a bit more. When Daniki returns from the Production Plant, send him to use his druidic magic to reduce the entrance to a crevice of a one point eight meters in height and one point three meters in width. I want it hidden with illusionary magic as well."

"Ah… How wise, how wise..." The Elder Lich Overlord would praise Jack with an odd tone.

"Are there any civilizations nearby?"

There was a few minutes that went by where there was an eery silence as he was just walking along the street before pausing a kilometer from the exit.

"Yes, after zooming out, Doodle has found a small nearby settlement."

"Small?" Jack hummed curiously as he turned to his side, looking back towards the Castle.

"Yes, there are less than a hundred buildings. It's likely an outpost or a lowly populated village… Perhaps a frontier village." Teetle surmised, tapping his fingers against his jaw in thought, though Jack couldn't hear him do this.

"A remote village… I want you and Doodle to keep that Village under continuous watch. I want to know their daily lives. Their names, their schedules, how much communication they have with other towns and cities, everything… What is their defense capabilities from a first glance?"

"Your wisdom is immersible! From what we can see, it's very low. If they're attacked by a single Death Knight, they'd be wiped out for sure. Why do you ask?"

"If or when they're attacked, we will make direct contact… The major things I want to know though is the names of those who has the most influence over the settlement and anything else you can think of. Until that times arrives… I want to have a look outside."

"You can come back and have a look from the Mirror of Remote Viewing," Teetle advised warily.

"Don't worry," Jack uttered as his gaze rested upon a few members of the Honor Guard who were still scouring through the ruins, waving them over once they gave him their attention. "I'll use protection."