The Innkeeper

"One day, you will dance to my tune," Lex could not help but say. He did not even know who he was saying it to. Whether it was his system, the system network, or whatever entity behind Lex, they had contributed greatly in his rise, even if he did like being treated like an entertainer.

He accepted the grace of this favor without putting on airs. But that did not mean that one day, he could not use them for entertainment as well. Life was unpredictable, and he was now immortal. Barring murder, he would live for a very long time.

He would see everything this life had to show him, taste all its flavors and feel the winds of destiny blow against his skin throughout the ages. Who knew where time would take him? He certainly didn't know. But if he could help it… he would certainly organize a play at least once, and have the creator of the systems star in it for Lex's entertainment.

But now was not the time for these lamentations and random thoughts. He made the change to the system rules, and felt the flow of time return to normal. He had harbored a hope that he would be able to change rules as long as the single minute did not elapse, but indeed it was limited to just a single change.

Lex got up, ready to go to work, but paused. Deep within himself, he felt the system tremble, and saw that the process to change the rule was not as straightforward as he thought. Lex sat back down and began to focus on the system once more, observing how countless changes were being made to its aura. Maybe this would be useful for him in the future.

*****

Ereboth was slightly dissatisfied at the fact that Luthor did not immediately present himself before the planet, but with the aura from that word continuously seeping into his soul as a reminder, he dared not do anything.

So instead, Ereboth the insatiable went and searched for Luthor himself.

Finding him was not so difficult, but the experience after finding him was so infuriating Ereboth nearly popped a vein - or as the locals on his planet called it, caused a volcanic eruption.

A worker in the Innkeepers Inn though Luthor may be, he was still a measly weakling. Yet Luthor looked Ereboth right in the eyes - or the eyes equivalent - and talked to him without a shred of fear or intimidation.

"Dear guest, I have been informed by the Innkeeper of your requirements," Luthor said calmly. "You can work out the details with me. According to the Innkeeper, a special entrance will be placed in various spots leading to designated spots you decide so that you may gain access to the guests of the Inn. You can let me know how many such spots you'd like to designate, and then we can work on where the location of those entrances will be. By the way, I should mention to you that so long as a guest of the Inn wishes to return to the Inn, you must not in any way block them."

Ereboth took in deep breaths, causing countless typhoons, as he tried to calm himself down in the face of a mere human telling him what to do. But the Innkeeper had clearly warned him not to make trouble, so he'd have to control himself.

"To start with, I will grant access to 7 world wonders, and 7 dungeons," Ereboth spoke magnanimously, gracing the human with the luxury to hear its voice, but Luthor merely nodded as if he did not appreciate his magnificence.

Ereboth closed his nonexistent eyes and did breathing exercises to tolerate the reaction that was a nod. A nod!

Ereboth liked humans a lot more when they were tiny specks of meat he could manipulate according to his will.

"What is the recommended difficulty level of those areas?" Luthor asked. "Please keep in mind that the difficulty level needs to reflect a level of power which can complete the dungeon or world wonder associated activities with a reasonable level of difficulty."

Ereboth transformed into his human form just so that he could glare at Luthor so that the pathetic human could understand the severity of Ereboths anger but… but Luthor was looking down at his clipboard, so he did not see the glare at all. It wasn't effective in the slightest.

"The difficulty will be from mortal, all the way to the Earth immortal realm, meaning that each of the seven dungeons will have a different difficulty rating. The world wonders are generally safe, but a Golden core cultivation is recommended," Ereboth said.

"Alright. Moving on, I got a message from the legal department asking what are your laws regarding lost & found property? If the guests who come to the Inn find something there, will they be penalized for bringing it back? Keep in mind, this is separate from any material wealth they might harvest on their own during exploring dungeons." ℟ÀＮöʙËṡ

"Lost and… lost and… do you think I am so petty? What do I care what they take with them? They are free to do as they please. The lands of Ereboth are filled with treasures."

Luthor looked at Ereboth like an amaetur. Filler with treasures? Sounds like an open invitation to get robbed. Luthor remembered the days before when the Inn had no policy about such things. The guests literally stole the dirt off the ground just because of how valuable it was!

He could tell Ereboth was about to have a bad time, but it was not up to Luthor to warn Ereboth. Granting him access to the guests of the Inn was already doing him a massive favor?

"A quality assurance team from the Midnight Inn will be assembled to review your dungeon and world wonder to ensure they adhere to the standards of the Inn before they are made open to the public…" Luthor began to speak, unaware he was giving Ereboth blood pressure issues.

Although Ereboth had no blood, the pressure under the surface was quite a lot, and now it was rising even further.

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