The two took a stroll further into the forest, with Puck taking the lead, carrying the huge platybear egg. The Kobold wobbled to each side, somewhat similar to a penguin.

  As they travelled deeper, the trees were getting denser and denser. The roots of the trees were slowly overlapping the grass above the ground, eventually they would be walking on tree roots rather than the ground.

  Regardless, according to Barry’s map, the two were on the right path to encountering the den of the Kobolds. “Your home sure is guarded by a lot of trees. They must keep it safe from outside invaders.” Barry said.

  “Yeah! Trees around Puck’s home, keeps it safe from nasty monsters.” Puck replied.

  Barry then remembered the time Puck sneezed flames out from his nose. “Hey, I remember seeing you sneeze fire out of their nose. Can all Kobolds do that?” He wondered, it would be good to know in case he ever had to fight his kin.

  Puck gave out a nervous chuckle, “Uh, Puck is the only one that can do that. Puck’s family can’t do it, they tell Puck not to burn them when Puck is around.”

  That was good to know, Barry didn’t have to worry about dealing with a bunch of flame breathing lizards. “Wow, so you must be special, huh?” He complimented.

  “W-What!? No, Puck is cursed. No one like Puck’s evil mojo, whole family is fears Puck and no want him near them all the time.” The little Kobold sounded sad as he spoke about his “Cursed” ability.

  Barry noticed this and decided it would be a good opportunity to butter him up in his vulnerable state, especially since he saw Puck as a gullible little guy. He wanted to be quick friends with him before they arrived at Puck’s kin, that way he could vouch for him. “Cursed? How could they say such as thing; you’re not cursed, you’re gifted!”

  “Gifted?” Puck’s eyes twinkled.

  “Yeah Puck, being able to spew out flames is pretty cool. Of course, you have to be careful when doing it with those around you, but you can get better at it with some training over time. Think about it, you could make large campfires for your kin, cook up some meals, use it to scorch down foes, the possibilities are endless. So no, I don’t think you’re cursed, buddy.” He patted him on the head with a slight smile, he hoped this would be enough to open the door to his heart.

  Puck remained silent for a moment, thinking about what Barry said. To him, it was the first time he had ever heard such kind words in his life so far. It made him happy. “Thank you, Barry! You’re the first person to tell Puck that.”

  Barry felt he had won over his friendship completely and smiled back. “Of course Puck, I’m glad you’re able to see from my perspective.”

  Puck then remembered something else, “Oh! Puck can also do something else with his mojo, Puck can make things fly, but only small things.”

  This made Barry even more intrigued in Puck’s abilities. “Really? Well, I can’t wait for you to show me later, that’s something to look forward to.” He wondered, just how “Cursed” was this little guy.

  The two continued a bit longer until Puck stopped at a certain point in front of a big wide tree, the amount of sunlight that came through the trees was very little, the lighting was dim with all these trees clustered so close.

  “We’re here!” Puck dropped the egg on the ground and walked up to the tree. Barry wondered if there was a secret entrance somewhere because his “Enhanced Vision” wasn’t picking up anything.

  Puck then clawed at the tree, latching one of his fingers on a piece of tree bark, pulling on it. And to Barry’s surprise, the bark pulled outward, revealing a hidden passage within the hollow inside the tree.

  “Here, secret entrance to Puck’s home. Come!” The Kobold said as he hopped through the door, walking a few inches before plunging downwards into the unknown with his huge egg.

  Barry followed inside with caution before shutting the door behind, putting him in complete darkness. He walked a few steps like Puck did and suddenly fell down on his ass, then proceeded to slide down, the air brushing past his face. “What the hell!”

  He soon would see small glowing stones embedded into the walls and ceiling around him as he slid in a spiral, dim light that provided him some sight. His body would continue to take swerves and loopy loop turns. ‘I think these Kobolds like to implement fun into their work, because this is some secret entrance they’ve made.’ He thought.

  Finally, after about a minute of going down what seemed to be a children’s slide, he was able to see a bit of sunlight at the end of his ride.

  And when he arrived at the end, his body exited the tunnel off a ramp, sending him flying in the air before landing off a ramp, sending him flying in the air and landing on a pile of plant fibers and other stuff that was woven together to create a cushion.

  He felt a bit nauseous, but not too bad; he rose from the padding and looked up to scan his surroundings, looking even more surprised than he was when he discovered the secret entrance to be a slide.

  A gigantic tree remained rooted in front of him from a distance, in the center of the area of what seemed to be a massive flat circular crater, the walls about as high as the giant tree could reach in the air. Above the edges of the crater were the huge trees that he saw, blocking off any would be intruders from entering. The only other way anyone could enter was by taking a dive off the ledge where a waterfall gushed out at the top of one of the edges, leading into a large pool of water that would branch off around the crater in a semicircle.

  Looking up above on top of the tree branches of the ancient looking tree, he saw handcrafted houses, holes serving as entrances leading inside the giant tree, and other Kobolds roaming about. The scenery was stunning, Barry couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

  “Barry!” He heard Puck call out, looking to his right he saw Puck next to the large cushion pile. “Welcome to Puck’s home! Come on, Puck show you inside.”

  The supposed adventurer got out of the pile and followed Puck to his massive home, the more he saw of this world, the more he wanted to see. He was genuinely finding everything he saw interesting.

  There were a big double door entrance crafted as part of the tree, that was guarded by a couple of Kobolds with a small outpost in front of it. They wielded weapons of all sorts, some crafted and others probably found or likely stolen.

  When the two approached the entrance, a few Kobolds rushed up to them and stopped about 10 feet away with their weapons drawn. “Halt! Who…uh…what we say again?” One asked another, forgetting their lines. Barry had a face that read, ‘Are you kidding me?’.

  “Dodo head! You supposed to say ‘Who eats here.’” The other guard corrected, slapping the other on the head for being incompetent.

  Another then joined in, giving their own opinion of what the correct phrase is. “No no, you both stupid! It’s, ‘Who naps here!’”.

  Barry couldn’t believe his eyes, he thought Puck would be the only one of his kind that acted like a child, but man were these Kobolds something else. ‘These Kobolds can craft a super slide as their secret entrance, build a home out of a massive fucking tree, and raid villages. Yet, they can’t remember their phrases for guard duty.’

  Barry was both embarrassed for them and relieved, believing that his mission would be a cakewalk.

  The three guards bickered amongst themselves, forgetting about Barry and Puck in front of them. Barry would find their argument very amusing overtime, listening to who was right and who was wrong.

  Puck then wobbled past the guards with his egg that seemed to cover his whole body. “Come Barry, let’s go.” He whispered to him, continuing to the big double doors.

  Upon approaching the doors, Barry noticed there were slits in the tree above the doors, wide enough for arrows or even spears to be launched out from. After a few moments, the doors opened up, allowing them inside.

  When the duo walked in, Barry was even more impressed by what the inside looked from within. There was a wide open area in the center of the room with a stage and throne that was crafted from wood, stone, gold, gold, more gold, and some jewelry. There were pulley contraptions that served as elevators leading higher up into the hollow tree to different rooms in the treehouse and tunnels.

  There were also glowing rocks placed around, acting as torches to illuminate the inside, just as they did for the secret slide he went on. Slopes and bridges were created as well to be used to traverse to different sectors of the place. Everything was so interesting to him, despite the Kobolds silliness, he had to give them credit for creativity.

  Puck spotted a formation of Kobolds marching along with a cart filled with goods of different kinds, led by a Kobold with a crown, going to a tunnel that went down below the ground, presumingly the treehouse basement. Puck jumped up and down with joy, “Barry! Follow Puck, hurry!” He then scurried along, trying to catch up with the group.

  Barry joined up, getting a few weird and confused glances from the other Kobolds that were inside. He admitted that he did stick out from the rest because he was a human. But since they saw that he was with Puck, they assumed he wasn’t a threat and ignored him for now. Especially if he passed their most secure and trusted post guards for clearance.

  The two caught up with the other Kobolds and their delivery cart, marching deeper and deeper, more glowing stones were embedded into the walls to light their way. Barry wondered if they were going to their treasure vault for gathered goods, if so, he would be happy to know where they were so he could snag all the good stuff.

  As they were walking, Puck whispered to Barry, “Puck excited for you to see big surprise. Puck think you will like it.”

  Barry’s mind ran around, trying to think of what he could possibly see that made Puck so excited. For all he knew, based on what he’s seen so far from these Kobolds, it was probably going to be something really stupid or silly…maybe something cool and innovative.

  A few more minutes went by of anticipation, wondering what he was about to see next, before they finally arrived in front of a pair of double doors made of stone and wood. The Kobold with the crown knocked on the doors a few times and waited a few moments before it opened up, revealing a grand room that amazed Barry.

  Inside was a stone room where he saw mounds of gold and loot that pinged every single item that he saw with his “Enhanced Vision”, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Aside from the gold, and based on the text color of the items he was seeing, the majority of them were Common, but some were Uncommon with at least one Rare item that he saw resting on a silver plater.

  ‘I just hit the mother load.’ He wanted so desperately to snag everything that was inside and run out, but he knew to wait for when the moment was right. ‘No, later I will take everything, but damn is this a good find.’

  There was a large stone cliff that was leveled above the ground floor that peaked out. A person would have a clear view of all the treasure in the room if they were to stand at the tip of it. There was also an area of open space in the center of the room, near where the peak of the cliff almost aligned with the space below.

  Barry was excited to see what else he would find once he scoped out the room more, he was also curious to find out how much gold would be collected from the room once he looted.

  The Kobolds pulled the cart towards the center area and awaited on stand by, with the crowned Kobold stepping up front with a staff that had a red gem onto it. Barry looked at his staff, mainly focused on the red gem that stuck at the end. The gem was a Rare item based on its cyan font color, reading ‘Power Stone of Might’.

  Barry grinned slightly. ‘Yup, taking that too.’ Barry had regretted accepting the villagers request, but now he was glad that he had accepted.

  The one with the staff tapped the ground a few times before speaking in a loud voice. “Hello, oh great one! It is I, Durg! The most handsome, brave, loyal, and amazing leader of the Kobolds! Here to give you gifts! Please accept!”

  Puck whispered to Barry, who was next to him. “That Durg, Puck and other Kobolds listen to him. Only he able to talk to powerful one. He only like Durg.”

  Then after a couple of moments, a loud terrifying roar boomed around the room, startling everyone, including Barry a bit. The next thing that happened was he saw bright red flames shoot up behind the cliff in the air. The other Kobolds besides Durg coward in fear at the sight of the flames.

  Everyone in the room awaited for whoever was over the cliff to make their appearance. Barry was curious what or who it could be that had almost everyone in a state of fear.

  Suspense filled the room when suddenly two large wings with crimson red scales expanded out behind the cliff and slowly approached to the top. Barry’s eyes widened, realizing what it could be. ‘No way, that’s a fucking dra-’

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  Poking out from the top of the cliff was the head of one of the most magical and ferocious beings in all of fiction, a dragon. “Ah, what sorts of goodies do my little servants find for me today!? It better be worth it to disturb my slumber” The crimson red dragon’s voice echoed around the room, it picked at its dagger like teeth, flicking out a piece of meat that was stuck between its teeth.

  The dragon rested on top of the peak with its arms crossed over one another in a classy pose. The fabled creature’s sharp eyes looked below at its new loot that was on the cart, then at its pawns, but the most odd thing that stuck out from the rest and demanded his attention was none other than Barry.

  Its expression turned into a face of curiosity and shock. “Who is this human? Why is he here!?” He questioned his servants, all the Kobolds faced towards Puck who had dropped his egg on the ground, no longer concealing himself.

  “Puck brought friend here, oh great one! Friend’s name is Barry, he helped Puck steal platybear egg for you and kill it. Barry is strong, scared of nothing and no one!” Puck did some poses to support his claim of Barry’s capabilities of being a true warrior.

  Durg, the leader of the Kobolds, looked at Puck with disgust, “Puck, you stupid! Humans not allowed inside home! Durg will-”

  The dragon interrupted Durg, “Easy Durg, it's alright. This human proved to be useful by retrieving a valuable find for me. But I am curious as to why he did such a thing for a mere Kobold, especially one that is Cursed.” The dragon eyed at Barry now, his draconic gaze staring directly into his very soul.

  Barry had to take a moment to think about what he was going to say, he wasn’t entirely knowledgeable about what sort of abilities' dragons had besides being flying lizards that could burn castles to the ground and were rulers of the sky. They were not to be fucked with, was about as much as he could remember from his lack of memory. He wondered if they could tell if he was lying or not, he would have to choose his words carefully.

  “Human?” The dragon asked once again, this time in a more commanding tone. Its nostrils flared a bit, steam seeping out.

  Barry decided on the words he would use and answered the dragon’s question calmly. “I wanted to help Puck because I genuinely wanted to know more about how Kobolds live their daily lives. I come from a far away place called Earth, and I have never seen them before, so this all very new to me.” He then remembered to add something on to his sentence. “Oh great one!”

  The dragon took a moment to think about what Barry just told him, probably wondering if his words were truths or lies. “Hmmm…perhaps you can be of some use to me, Barry. You may stay and observe these underlings of mine if you wish. Should you provide me with even more unique finds to add to my collection, you will be greatly rewarded.”

  Barry nodded. “Of course, I’ll stick around and provide you with my services if it means I can learn more about these Kobolds and be rewarded all at the same time.” He was glad that the dragon was actually allowing him to stay.

  But just when he thought he was in the clear, the dragon rose from his spot and stretched out it’s long neck towards Barry, now face to face with the mere human. “But should you betray my hospitality, Barry…” It spoke in a low, spine-chilling tone before unleashing a jet stream of fire off to the side of him and Puck. The poor Kobold coward behind his egg while Barry remained calm and composed in place, despite feeling the intense heat from the flames.

  The dragon then continued, “I will scorch you and that cursed buffoon to a crisp and have you two for my next meal. So remember this, I’m allowing you to live.”

  Barry acknowledged his warning with a firm nod. “Noted.”

  The red crimson dragon lifted its neck up and returned to its resting position as before. “Good, now leave the cart and let me be. Return back with more findings as soon as possible, my servants. Now be gone!”

  The Kobolds left the cart, turning back around to their treehouse from above ground. But as Barry was going back, he took a quick glance at the cart they had brought in. One of the particular items that stood out from among the rest was a mysterious clear orb with wisps of blue orbs swirling inside. “???” was the name of the object, the font color was orange, similar to the undead king’s halberd that he couldn’t read. This had to be an even higher rarity than the items he had. Thinking about snagging the item motivated him even more to raid the room.

  He then continued to walk out with the Kobolds back to the surface. ‘Stealing from the treasure room just became a lot harder with a big, scary dragon sleeping inside.’ Barry thought, he had to retrieve the villages’ stolen loot, and at best, anything that looked extremely valuable.

  The group returned to the 1st floor of the treehouse, and the first thing that Durg does is confront Puck with hostility. “Puck!” He shouted, startling the now timid Kobold.

  Puck looked down at his feet, scared of what Durg was about to do to him. The leader of the Kobolds planted his staff down as he glared at Puck, “Why you get help from human? Only you supposed to bring egg back alone! How dare you show human where we live, you stupid head!”

  Puck’s body shook, nervous of how to reply to his superior, “P-Puck was not strong enough t-to fight platybear. Puck needed help from Barry, he s-saved Puck’s life.” Despite feeling afraid of Durg, he wanted to defend Barry’s place at their home.

  Durg shook his head and got even angrier. “No! It no matter, because you supposed to do it alone to prove you is useful to family. But still, you are weak and cursed with bad mojo.”

  Barry watched as Durg was egging on the poor Kobold, as mad as Durg was towards Puck, he himself was feeling something rising from within. A sense of hatred and frustration was building upside Barry, his vision would then unexpectedly blackout as he experienced another flashback episode, a fragment of his past memory.

  He would see vivid scenes of ghostly apparitions of a man being talked down on by what seemed to be their boss or manager from somewhere they worked. “You can’t do the simplest things right! What do I pay you for!?” The boss yelled at the person, who seemed to be in a similar state as Puck.

  “I told you to stack those boxes over on the left section, 10 minutes ago! Why are you still working on getting them done!?” The boss continued to vent.

  The guy then replied in a calm tone, trying to defend himself. “There's too many things to put away, I’m the only one working on them and all of them are heavy. Also, you just told me to do this on short notice, so-”

  “Oh! So it’s my fault you’re not able to get this easy ass job done? Is that right?” The boss interrupted, even more irritated, slamming their foot down.

  The guy didn’t respond, but Barry could feel the guy’s rage from within, the boss wasn’t the only one that was getting agitated. “When I tell you to move these boxes, I want you to move with a damn purpose and get it done as fast as possible. You have no excuse for being this slow, so hurry the fuck up. This shit better be done as soon as I get back.” The boss then turned, stomping away.

  The guy remained in place, staring at the floor with his hands now balled into fists. He then mumbled something that Barry could barely hear. “Fucking bitch...”

  Barry’s vision came back and now saw a scene of Durg pushing Puck on the floor with his staff with a grin forming on the slimy bastard’s face. “You worthless Puck, no one like you. Puck need to be taught a lesson for everyone!”

  It was at this moment that Barry’s temper couldn’t be contained inside, instead voicing out his feelings in a fit of rage. “Hey Durg! Why don’t you fuck off and go act high and mighty somewhere else! It’s not fair for you to yell at Puck for bringing me and a huge ass egg back to your home.”

  Puck was surprised to hear Barry insult Durg for bashing on him, but Durg’s reaction was different, he remained heated and turned to face Barry. “Quiet human! You not supposed to be here, you lucky to even be alive after meeting dragon. So stay out of this, big dumby head. No talk back to-”

  In an instant, Barry pulled out his sword from his inventory, kicked Durg down in a flash and pointed his sword at Durg’s neck. He was not having any of Durg’s shit. He then heard and saw Kobolds from around him that had their weapons drawn and aimed towards him. Puck was unsure of what to do as he stood there, shocked of what was going on.

  Durg smiled, noticing that all the other Kobolds were at the ready to defend him as his life seemed to be in danger. “Ha, you really are big stu-” He stopped speaking as Barry pressed the blade closer to his neck, cutting into his scales slightly, seeping out a small bit of blood.

  Barry was aware of the many Kobolds that stood ready to attack him if he dared to kill their leader, but he was not in the clearest of mind to being caring about that. Rage was all that he currently was feeling from watching Puck being bullied by the shit bag that laid under his foot.

  He then leaned in closer to Durg’s face, speaking in the most sadistic and threatening tone he has ever voiced. “Durg, you really, really, am ticking me off like a fucking time bomb right now with the way you are treating Puck. It brings me back memories of how someone once treated me, and I tell you, I’m this close to bringing your life to an end. I give ZERO fucks, how many Kobolds there are, in here that will avenge your death. It will be a damn field day for me to practice my way with the sword, slaughtering each one of you.”

  Barry paused for a moment, watching Durg’s face slowly turn into a face of terror, he believed that his words were sinking deep inside his small pea brain of his, but had to mix in a couple more words that would get his threat across. “And if you think for a fact that I won’t have the balls to kill you, think real hard about what would happen. I would be way more useful to serve as the leader of the Kobolds and your, oh great one, with my particular set of skills. The dragon couldn't care less if you were gone from this world. So I ask for the love of all the Kobolds in this shelter, please,”

  His voice got darker. “Don’t. Say. Another. Fucking. Word. Understand?”

  Durg looked like he was about to shit himself, remaining on the floor speechless. Never has he encountered a human so horrifying that made him not want to move a single muscle in his body. “ Do. You. Understand?” Barry repeated slowly, causing Durg to nod his head frantically with fear.

  “I hope so, Durg.” Barry then turned towards Puck, who was curled up in a ball peering through his hands watching everything unfold. “Let’s go Puck, don’t worry about anything else. Show me to your room.” He said calmly.

  Puck took a moment to process Barry’s words and nodded slightly. “Y-Yes, Puck take you.” He then walked to one of the make shift elevators, using it to take them to another floor.

  Kobolds from all around the treehouse who were armed, stowed their weapons but kept a watchful eye on Barry as he passed by. His threat towards Durg may not have been entirely directed towards them, but they still feared him in their minds. Someone that pressed their leader down with no worry of backlash was someone to watch out for. None of them had ever done so.

  Eventually, Puck would lead Barry to a small room that would require Barry to hunch through the doorway and find a spot to lay down with his back against the wall. Inside was a bed made of plant fibers and such in the shape of a nest. There was a makeshift chest, some collectables like toy figures and some handmade tools.

  Puck then sat in his bed, still not over of the fight between Durg and Barry. “Well, this is Puck’s room…”

  Barry noticed this, unsure of what to say to break the ice break them. At the moment of his outburst towards Durg, allowed his emotions to get the better of him and instilled fear not only towards Durg but also towards Puck, probably. His word about him slaughtering all the Kobolds if Durg wouldn’t leave Puck alone must have scared him, he thought.

  “Hey Puck, I didn’t really mean I would slaughter every Kobold here…maybe none-lethally but definitely not kill…besides Durg. But again, I didn’t come here to kill Kobolds. I came because I actually find your kin interesting and want to know more if possible.” Barry explained, he did want to know more about his kind but withheld his true reason.

  Puck was a bit relieved to know that he didn’t mean to kill the rest of his kin besides Durg, but that wasn’t the real reason why he was sad. “Puck-” He was interrupted, when his stomach started rumbling. The little Kobold got embarrassed, “Puck hungry. Puck forgot to eat.”

  Barry wondered if he had anything in his inventory to share to eat with Puck, he actually wondered when was the last time he ate, remembering the few times he consumed snacks before but not actually physically chowing down on them.

  When he took a look at what he had, he saw that there was some meat that he had obtained from looting the platybear’s corpse. Barry wondered how that worked, when he didn’t even skin the beast. Ultimately, he didn’t want to think about it and brushed it off to the side. He also had a few soda cans left from back on Earth, bringing those out to along with the meat.

  Puck didn’t realize from before when he pulled out his sword from nothing, but when he saw him bring out the food, he was amazed. “Wow! You know weird mojo stuff too! Puck think thats cool!” The little Kobold was ecstatic to know that he wasn’t the only one to know mojo.

  “Let Puck cook meat.” The Kobold said, taking the meat near the doorway on a slab of stone, so when he cooked it, the smoke would air out. A blue aura of what could be magic, channeled from with Puck as he thought about cooking the meat for his friend and himself. And in a few moments, he blew out a small jet of flames, searing the meat to a medium rare over time. Despite being inside a tree as their home, it was pretty fire-resistant and would probably require an even more intense degree of flame to ignite it.

  When the meat was done, Puck chopped up the meat and served it to Barry on another smaller slab of stone. “Hope you like it.”

  Barry ate with his hands, greasy as it was, it was about average and could definitely use seasoning, but given that it was cooked by a Kobold with fire breathing capabilities, it was good. “I like it Puck, you did a decent job. Thank you.” He complimented, continuing to eat, while also cracking open a soda and sipping it.

  Puck was glad to hear Barry liked it, he was also curious about the strange tin can that he was given by Barry. He opened the can the same way Barry did, using his claws, then slowly took a sip. He paused for a moment, his tail wagging, he was now about to experience something for the first time ever in his Kobold life. A sugar rush.

  “Puck really like this drink! What’s in it? Why it taste so good? Did you make it? What it..” Puck’s pupils were expanded, ranting non-stop about trivial stuff in a hyperactive mood.

  Barry watched Puck ramble on and hop around like a kid high on sugar, he was both amused and regretted giving him something he couldn’t handle. ‘What have I done…’

  All of a sudden, he was receiving, yet, another headache with his vision slowly going blank. ‘Again?’ He was about to see another memory fragment it seemed.

  He then saw a scene of Kobolds surrounding a lone one on the ground. “Why you shoot out fire? You almost burn us Puck. Go! Leave us alone.” One of them shouted at Puck with hate in their voice.

  The scene then shifted to another incident of Puck apparently doing something wrong with his bad mojo. And every time, a Kobold would tell Puck to stay away from them.

  It then shifted to a scene of Puck sitting on top of the highest branch of the treehouse, looking at what appeared to be a night sky with stars twinkling above. There he could see a flying comet shoot across the sky.

  Puck looked up at the comet and spoke with both hands in a prayer pose, his tone being that with hope in his voice. “Puck wish to be normal, Puck no want to be cursed. But most of all…Puck wish for a good friend.”

  The memory fragment then ends and Barry is brought back to reality. Looking down at his feet, he finds Puck curled up sleeping, probably out of energy from tiring himself out.

  Barry then felt something in the palm of his hand, it was a handcrafted star amulet made of a raw ore of some kind. Puck must have handed it to him while he was knocked out. From his sight, it was called “???” with the font color being black, a common item it appeared to be.

  ‘Why would a common item be unreadable? That doesn’t make any sense to me? I can understand higher rarity items, but this is weird.’ This made him curious, he stored it inside his inventory anyhow.

  He was able to check the time of the day on the map, seeing that it was nighttime. Barry looked at Puck and thought back on the memory he just had.

  ‘I wonder why this is the second time I’ve seen you in my memory fragments. I don’t understand how that's possible if I’m from Earth, and you’re from…well, this world. But I know that, you might be able to help me recover my memory somehow.’ He hoped that he would figure out the reason why.

  Barry then looked at his quest and sighed. ‘Alright, I guess it’s time to go rob a dragon.’