Chapter 151: Dimensional Home
Wina words made Gara pause. Right!
There was a bloodline that manipulated space. But it was almost never seen in human territory, since it usually awakened in one of the demon subraces, the Ghosts.
Devils were hated by humans for their deceit. Demons were feared for their aggression and monstrous forms. And among demon sub-races, Ghosts were the most dreaded of all.
They could vanish and reappear at will, notorious for their thievery. Even in demon territory, Ghosts were despised. Basically, they were troublemakers to everyone.
Because of that, aside from long-distance portals powered by crystals, there were no space-related talents known in human territories.
"Yes, Mom. I awaken a Space Bloodline," Gara said at last. "So we should keep this a secret. Only tell those we can trust."
"You’re right," Wina agreed with a firm nod.
Having the druid identity alone was already heavy enough. The last thing they wanted was to be investigated for possessing an unusual bloodline.
"You really are incredible, Gara." Wina’s gaze softened with genuine admiration.
Gara answered with a faint smile while adjusting Arion, who had tilted his little head to the side, watching as his father’s hand vanished into the tiny satchel. Gara chuckled under his breath.
He wondered if he could store items inside the pocket, yet how would he manage or arrange them once inside?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Wina suddenly let out a sharp cry.
"Gara!"
In the blink of an eye, Gara and the baby in his arms were sucked into the leather satchel as though swallowed whole. The satchel dropped onto the wooden floor with a dull thud.
Wina hurried over, scooping it up. She peered inside, but to her eyes it was nothing more than an empty pouch. What Gara had seen before, she could not.
Still, she forced herself to stay calm. If this was truly Gara’s Talent, then he should be safe. Strange or not, she cupped the satchel close and called into it, "Gara, are you in there?"
Silence stretched for nearly a minute before a muffled reply came.
"Yes, Mom. Don’t panic. Arion and I are fine. I’ll come out once I finish checking things inside."
Relief washed over her instantly.
Meanwhile, Gara now found himself standing before a pristine white house that looked as if it had just been built.
The place was enormous. The frontage alone spanned at least twenty meters, its clean white walls gleaming. Sturdy pillars stood at the front, holding up a veranda that was still bare, and the wide wooden door had been freshly painted white.
It was the first time he had seen such a large, immaculate house since transmigrating to this world.
He didn’t go in right away. Instead, he glanced around carefully.
The front yard stretched across barren soil, nothing planted or built yet.
From the house to the fence was another twenty meters. The fence itself rose only to an adult’s chest, a wall seemingly made of common stone and mortar.
Beyond the fence, a thick fog loomed. Oddly, while the mist rose higher than the wall, it never seeped inside, as if an invisible barrier kept it at bay.
Gara narrowed his eyes. He wanted to investigate, but with Arion in his arms, it wasn’t worth the risk. This might be a dimensional pocket, but who could say what dangers lurked here?
"How am I supposed to know what’s in this place without combing through everything one by one..." he muttered.
At that exact moment, a glowing panel appeared before his eyes.
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[DIMENSIONAL HOME]
Owner: Gara
Level: 1 – Family House
Facilities: House, Fence Wall, Gate, Well, Mini Pond
Size: House (23m x 17m) + Yard (60m x 60m), Road (4m x 50,000m)
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Gara blinked, stunned. Even the dimensional home had its own status panel.
The sheer size of it already felt impressive, yet it was still considered Level 1.
But one thing caught his attention.
"Road...? A road fifty kilometers long?" he muttered. He hadn’t seen anything like that. Unless...
His gaze drifted toward the gate. It looked identical in height to the rest of the fence, but unlike the mist-covered surroundings, the space beyond the gate was clear. A dirt path stretched outward.
Gara didn’t step closer; he just observed from where he stood. Even so, he could tell the road stretching beyond the mist went on and on, its end nowhere in sight.
"Is that what the fifty kilometers means? But what am I supposed to do with a road that long?" he murmured.
Since he wasn’t ready to test what lay beyond the mist, Gara pushed the thought aside and turned his attention back to the white house before him.
At the door, he noticed a key dangling from the keyhole. Slowly, he pushed it open.
Inside, a vast, empty room greeted him. The floor gleamed white, and so did the walls, spotless from corner to corner.
To his left were two doors, each with a key still hanging. He tried them one by one, finding nothing but more empty spaces. The only exception was a small tiled room that connected them, likely meant to be a bathroom.
Gara returned to the main hall. Further in, he found two more open spaces, one to each side, broad and unobstructed. He could already picture one becoming a lounge, the other a dining area.
Exploring further, he walked through room after room, imagining them as bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, even a storage room.
He hadn’t checked the back of the house yet. Arion, cradled in his arms, had dozed off a while ago, and Gara couldn’t bear to wake his son again after the boy had already stirred so many times from all the walking.
"Exit pocket," Gara whispered.
In an instant, he was back inside Wina’s room, the leather satchel resting on the floor before him.
"You’re safe?" Wina’s anxious voice rushed into his ears. She hadn’t moved an inch since he’d gone inside, waiting the whole time.
"I’m fine, Mom." Gara gave her a reassuring smile.
Truthfully, he was thrilled with the dimensional home. He would experiment with it more later.
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