《Heart Cores have hobbies (HIATUS)》Chapter 3
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I stared at the blue horned Imp with my three eyes as his last words confused me.
"Territorial body?" I asked Blue.
"Yes, you probably have the room tab with no rooms available, so first, you have to expand to have enough room for the rooms." Blue informed me.
"So how do I do that?" I inquired my brother, it seemed that I depended on him in very aspect.
"It is simple, very simple!" He told me while walking to the tunnel.
"If you noticed, all the stone tiles with the red ruby are each a part of you, for now, you only have your altar wich occupies 9 tiles and the 16 tiles surrounding it."
This moment, Blue's imp pointed to the ground of the entrance, wich was currently made of earth and tiny rocks. "Order your Imp to come here and claim this area!"
"Okay." I told replied, while ordering my idle Imp to do it so.
The Imp then started his work, walking to the entrance as Blue's Imp stepped out of his way, the little imp, once in position, started a strange ritual dance.
It lasted 10 seconds, with the Imp going with its arms up and down and jumping its legs around the tile, afterwards, the tile transformed, stone grew off the ground and the side walls following by the appearance of 3 red rubies.

Max available tiles is now available on Resource UI.
In the top right of the screen, to the left of the gold and mana, the tile number appeared.
(It seems it doesn't count the Heart room?) I confirmed as I checked the UI, it showed 1/30 tiles.
"Blue, I can have 29 more."
"Yes, you are still at level 1, so you can only get 30." Blue confirmed it. "Now, with your possessed Imp, follow me, meanwhile, order your other Imp to get 3 more tiles."
"Okay!"
The two possessed Imps moved out, the red following the blue, in the tunnel, disappearing from the view of my main eye.
"Where are we going?" I asked Blue while as my second Imp was done claiming 3 more tiles.
"We are going to my territorial body, there is something that I want to show you, just a few more minutes until we get there."
"Why?"
"Why? Because you don't have any gold, something that you should have for building rooms."
Throughout the way, Blue told me that rooms could be built with either mana or gold, but with mana, it was too much expensive for a low level Heart Core.
Gold was an important metal for us, as it could be used as mana for rooms and the intelegent species of this realm valued it highly as it was rare, making it easy for those who had an ample supply to easily raise sizeable armies.
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As we kept walking, it was not long until I saw the beginning of his territorial body.
"Ah, here we are, keep following me!" (Blue)
We went past a big room, with the total size of 25 tiles, wich followed a 5 by 5 patern. The first thing I noticed was the stone tiles, and they were exactly like mine, with the exception that the ruby in their middle was blue.
Several types of beds varying in size were spread throughout the room, where some where occupied with resting creatures that I had never seen before.
(Isnt this room the same size of my Heart room?)
As we reached the end of the room, a door stood in our way.
"Just give me a second." Blue said, as the door opened by itself. "Let's go!"
Another door stood closed in the same direction one tile away from the previous one, while two tiles to the right, another door was open, at that moment I could see him.
"As you can see, this my Heart room!" The Blue Imp said, while pointing to a giant eyeball of blue fire, floating on a square stone altar.
"What are those things?" I asked Blue, pointing at the tiles that surrounded the altar, while mine were empty, his were full of small golden circle rocks that were squeezed like someone had crushed them with a hammer.
"Gold coins, when you get gold, you are supposed to put it around the stone altar."
After receiving his answer, I looked behind, assuming there were rooms behind each door, there was at least 6 rooms in my view without counting Blue's Heart room.
"Yes, I got quite the number of rooms, but this is not why we came here, please follow me." Said the Blue Imp as he walked to the left of the eyeball.
At entering his Heart room, once again, there was another open door that the Blue Imp indicated for me to go, in there, existed a room of 9 tiles, on wich 4 blue Imps were hitting their pickaxes to mine out a golden rock that occupied the middle tile.
Before I had my chance to speak, Blue had explained me what to do.
"This is a gold core, an extremely rare type of rock wich produces gold as its shell everyday, a total of 9.000 gold can be mined from it every day!"
"Okay, so, should I order my imps to mine it?"
"Well, this one belongs to me, but I will allow you to mine some of it..." At that moment, the closest Imp stoped his work and left the room, leaving an open spot for me. "Release that Imp and order him to mine gold, once his back is full, he must put it on your Heart room, then return here to repeat the process!"
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"Alright, sounds easy!" I told him as I was about to cancel the spell.
"Wait!"
"Uh, yes?"
"For now, wait with your second Imp in your Heart room, no need to possess it, I will bring a present for you shortly!" Said Blue's Imp with another joker smile.
"Ohhh, Thank you!" I replied, and with our conversation over, the imps nodded at each other as we both cancelled our spells.
Blue:
(It seems like Red is learning well, I feel like he will become a great ally against those obnoxious pink skins!)
I planned to give Red a strong warrior, but unfortunately, our kind could not give your own minions to other Heart Cores.
(Come to me!)
A great creature entered the room just a few seconds after I commanded its presence, he was higher and stronger than an Imp, with green skin and fags, while wearing the best armour that I had available.
On his left shoulder was a tattoo with the number 5, from it a tribal tattoo emerged, wich spread troughout his arm, his neck, left side of his chest and face.
It was Krogar, a level 13 western orc, the General of my army and by far my best warrior.

"How did it go?" I asked Krogar, who still had black blood on his axe.
"Good, Milord. The foolish goblin party was squashed like a bug, most of them died and four prisoners were made while we suffered no casualties!" He reported, ending with a victory roar as he raised his axe.
(He leveled up again, seems like it was a good decision to promote him.)
"Krogar, I am pleased with your victory."
"Your words are very kind milord, but this was your victory!" The orc spoke as he rushed his fist to his chest in sign of loyalty to Blue.
"You may go rest, those goblin prisoners did come in a good time."
"Good time? May I ask why Milord?"
"When I ordered the preparation for mobilization, it was because I felt a strong presence, at first I thought it was an enemy that was coming from the west, trying to reach the sleeping chamber, but it turned out that one of my kin was born."
"Milord, but I thought!" As the orc tried to speak, he was interrupted.
"Yes, but I have not told you yet, Krogar, while my race is strong and dont mind going at each others throats for fun, theres also basic rules that we must follow, one of them, is to never attack one of our kin that has been recently born."
"You are so honorable Milord!" The orc roared with pride.
"In the end, it will be his decision, to be my enemy or not, but even so, I wish to help all my young brothers."
(I wonder if me teaching them the basics is the reason why so many have spawned near me?)
While I was in this Realm for months, I still didn't recover all of my memory yet, but something strange was happening, since these last 2 months there were three Heart Cores who spawned near me, while this situation was not impossible, it has never happened before as most of our kind would normally spawn hundreds of kilometres far from each other.
My guess was that Heart Cores when leaving the Void, had the choice to pick the place of their spawn.
"Do you need to rest?" I asked Krogar.
"No Milord! I still have plenty of strength to serve you!" Roared the orc.
"Good, then meet me at the prison."
"I will go there at once!"
As Krogar punched his chest again as a sign of respect before running off to the prison room, I decided to possess the closest Imp to the prison.
A few seconds later.
"Milord!" Krogar punched his chest.
"Hey Krogar, well, it seems they took quite a beating." I spoke throughout my level 8 Imp, as I looked down at the goblins with broken bones, barely any teeth left and bleeding to death.
"All who dares attack Milord deserves no less!"
"I always enjoy hearing your words, well, pick that one, and that one."
As the Imp pointed his sharp finger, the orc picked the goblins up, transporting them in his right shoulder.
"Follow me."
"Yes Milord!"
Red:
"He is taking a while isn't he?" I mumbled to myself as I stared at my imp and the newly tiles with my eye.

Tiny quick steps came out of the tunnel, it was my Imp, returning from his first gold run.
Promptly dropping the gold into one of the tiles, he ran again to fetch more gold.
(So again he was right!) Slowly the small pile of gold random pieces started to melt, wich then, started to morph into several gold coins.
I looked at the UI, the former zero gold was increasing.
It took 5 seconds, but now the UI was updated.
4/30 Tiles Mana:67/150 (-100) Gold:50
(So an Imp can bring up to 50 gold? Good to know.)
"Red, I am back!" A level 8 blue Imp with blue fire aura appeared.
"Welcome back! Uh, Who is that?"
(That thing is like 4 times the size of my Imps!)
From behind the Imp, a big green monster that I had never seen before appeared.
"My minion, general and right hand, Krogar." Blue informed as they entered my Heart room. "And he is bringing your gift!"
The blue Imp walked up while the orc stood below near the stairs.
As the Imp gave confirmation with his hand, Krogar, with brute force, threw the 2 goblins right in front of the stairs.
Day 1, 1st Month of the Winter Season, 600.AC
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