You've slipped by Freya after all the chaos that occurred during training in the arena. You work your way up one set of stairs, then another. Finally finding your way to the delvers guild with hopes of sneaking a peak inside. As you quietly open the door the hinge squeaks, the sound is like a horn being blown in the silence. All the creatures stirred and hid, even the mouse. Each one of your steps through the main hall sound like like the beating of a drum to your ears. A door is cracked with a light visible inside, voices drifted out to your ears. "Maximus Santarus is who you'll be," you hear a high pitched voice say. You open the door, ever curiouser like the cat and step inside.

"Hello? Who are you?" a voice you recognize as Maximus. "Ah I know you fair reader." The figure before you is large, with a bright red shell of armor on. The armor is lined in white and silver which accented the red beautifully. The helmet however is hideous, with tentacles wiggling and hanging down the middle of the figure's chest. There is another individual in the room. It is a small gangly creature with a long nose and pointy ears, its tiny razor sharp teeth glistened in the light. The oddest thing of all is the purple suit the thing wore.

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"I'm Pym and this is Elf, this may look odd, but we're imps," the little creature said. The other imp that Pym referred to as Elf was ethereal and did not speak. "We are here to recruit Maximus here to be part of the Santa army, We have a special mission for him. This may mean that he will be away for some time."

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Void Verse: A LitRPG Christmas