Card Apprentice Daily Log

Date- 18 April 2321

Time- 22:34

Location- Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, Celestial Mystic Dimension

In his mother's celestial mystic dimension, Ransome was sitting in a corner moping and staring at the huge seal standing between him and his freedom. The seal was a lot more intimidating and domineering than he remembered. He recalled how in the name of training their mother abused him and his siblings by throwing them in this dump. Back then he would find solace in knowing that his other siblings were also facing the same seal but now he could not even do that. Instead, it made things worse, he was a grown man and as someone who had lived for centuries, he demanded to be treated with more respect. But knowing that screaming and throwing a tantrum would have no effect he just sat there in the corner going over his life and wondered how come all the women in his life were so domineering. First, a mother who believed not sparing the rod on her kids was love. Second, a wife who keeps trying to introduce BDSM plays into their bedroom activities. Third, his unrequited love who was the mighty city lord of the border city. Fourth, a daughter who betrayed her family and state to get more freedom to carry out her research and became a fugitive. Just thinking of the domineering women in his family he was depressed, he did not have the mental state to think about the ones in his relatives as it was a long list. Shaking his head, Ransom got up and stared at the seal long and hard before letting out a deep sigh and summoning his grimoire to take out a griller and a cooler filled with monster meat and beer. He soon began grilling monster meat while sipping on his beer. Thanks to Wyatt's VR-Slime card's soul energy digestion ability, he had found a surefire way to relax his mind while enjoying himself and there was nothing illegal about it. While turning the meat his mind relaxed and wandered, he suddenly recalled the face of a young girl he met today and could not help but think, 'She looks so much like her mother, alas.' 'Damn, what am I thinking. Begone demonic thoughts!' Ransom's random thoughts gave him a scare for a second there as they weren't the thoughts a married man of his age should be thinking. Then, he picked up his beer bottle to check its label, and thought, 'What is in it? I only took a dozen sips and am already wasted enough to have such impure thoughts.' He then greedily emptied the bottle and slammed it hard on the ground, it was his mother's dimension he could behave as he wanted in here. Popping open another bottle of beer, he ate a piece of rear meat and then took a sip of the beer, just then he felt multiple presences above him, to find about 700 hovering corpses. So, he could not help but look at the beer bottle in his hand once more and think, 'Damn, what is in it? This is my second bottle and I am starting to see things already. I should stock up more of these.'

"Ransom, this no time for drinking, prepare for battle," Henricks who was also sent into the celestial mystic dimension and had zero confidence in Wyatt's prowess, yelled finding a familiar face in the unknown space. "Huh," Hearing someone call his name, Ransom looked toward the source of the sound it was someone he knew very well, Henricks. However, Ransom shook his head hard, rubbed his eyes, and alternated his gaze between Henrick's figure and the beer bottle in his hand trying to figure out if he was seeing and hearing things or Henricks's solitude among all these floating corpses scrambling to for a battle array formation were real. Then, he could not help but ask, "Henricks, is that really you?" "Yes, it is me. What's with you? Don't tell me you are already wasted?" Henricks panicked thinking Ransom might not be much help. Conforming that everything he was seeing was real, Ransom flew toward Henricks ignoring the undead demigods at the fastest speed he could fathom yelling, "You son of bitch, give me my daughter back." "Shit!" Listening to Ransom's yell, Henricks realized that Ransom would definitely not be of help and might be the cause of his death. Seeing Ransom approach him with unparalleled killing in his eyes, Henrick quickly made use of his origin card to teleport to the other end of this celestial mystic dimension. Having escaped, Henricks was just happy that he could use his cards and abilities fine within part of the celestial mystic dimension allotted for Ransom. The reason Mystic Dimension of the Field Marshal was powerful was that it ran on its own set of rules that even its creator Field Marshal Heatsend could not break. It was because of these rules she did not allocate a separate section of the celestial mystic dimension for the undead demigods vs Wyatt fight and instead, transported them all to the part of the celestial mystic dimension she assigned for Ransom's training. Originally the plan was only to send in Wyatt and the undead demigods but the Field Marshal sent in Henricks too because she believed, it would cheer up her youngest. After all, he had the biggest bone to pick with Henricks as the latter led his daughter astray and turned her into one of the most wanted fugitives in the five regions. "Henricks, you old bastard, where are you hiding my daughter, you son of bitch?" Ransom screamed as he darted toward the other end of the celestial mystic dimension chasing Henricks. "Ransom, calm yourself. This is not the time or the place to reminisce the past or blame each other, let us deal with these undead demigods before they form a battle array formation and trap us to our deaths," Henricks tried to reason with Ransom being chased by the latter who showed no sign of slowing down or compromise. But they both came to an instant halt as a thick and sinister domain covered them, "Celestial Blood Curse Domain!"