Everywhere Merchant

1•The Shop and its Masked Owner•1

  The forest was eerily still. The moon hung above the tall, dense trees. While the chilly wind passed by ever so slightly between the leaves.

  But the still silence was broken when a dark, wide rift opened in space. A portal. And out came a black haired man wearing a black and white mask with gold rims.

  His sharp black eyes peeked behind his mask, observing his surroundings with interest. Then, he looked up to the moon. The bright moonlight illuminating his figure clad in suit.

  "Coin, information please."

  The masked man's, Miler's, deep voice sounded. Followed by a soft robotic voice from an invisible entity.

  [Ding. Successfully entered Dimension 165... Current location: Rain City, Henituse Territory. Current timeline setting: Cale Henituse's Child hood.....]

  Miler sat crossed legged, floating in midair. He was reading the semitransparent screen infront of him while listening to Coin's robotic voice. Written on the screen was the information about the dimension he entered.

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Dimension No.: D165

Interdimensional Title: Trash of the Count's Family

Time Frame: MC's (Cale Henituse) Childhood

  Location: Rain City, Henituse Territory, Roan Kingdom, Western Continent

  Current Fate/Devine Intervention: None

  Countdown to Next Fate/Devine Intervention: 3 years

  Fate/Devine Intervention's Result: Death of Jour Thames

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  Miler can't help but laugh out loud after reading the information. He was feeling giddy and excited.

  "Oh my... So little Cale is still a five years old brat right now. This is going to be fun."

  With that being said, the merchant once again succumbed to a fit of amused laughter.

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  A new shop opened at Rain City. It claimed to have anything and everything you need. Attracting the attention of travelers and merchants coming in and out of the territory.

  It wasn't a hoax tho, nor was it a fancy advertisment. Their claim to sell anything and everything was, in fact, the truth. This made the shop grow popular over the span of months after opening.

  Nobles and commoners alike frequented the shop. Even other merchants come and go in hopes of meeting the masked owner of the popular shop and exchange pointers.

  But the owner, even though he was always inside the shop, was rarely seen. He was like the Cheshire cat that can appear and vanish whenever he pleased.

  Clad in his simple white long sleeved shirt and leather vest with multiple belts around his body full of different items, the owner was always seen with his Cheshire like grin. It was said that he only showed himself to a handful of chosen people.

  And it seemed that a certain redhead mother and son pair was one of those lucky chosen ones.

  Ding-ling

  The soft chime of bells hanging above the door travelled throughout the shop as the door opened. And in came two redhead costumers, a woman and a small kid.

  The child looked around the store with eyes full of curiosity. His mother was holding his right hand while in his left was a gold coin his father gave him.