My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1259-1261

Chapter 1259

When the wave hit me, the feeling like something pulling intensified many times. I didn’t just feel it, I could see my lifeforce being drained. If I had been a normal man, I might have been ripped apart in an instant. However, I had a god soul and immunity to miasma. It functioned as a shield, preventing her miasmic attack from damaging my body so quickly.

That didn’t mean I was out of trouble. I was still being drained, it was just happening slower to me, and against a much larger reserve. I accessed my store, causing all of the blessings on my body to glow. I buffed my body and protected it in any manner I could find. Regen, Life Reinforcement, Mana Absorption. I cast the spell Regeneration as well and used every other gradual healing spell I could. As I continued to buff myself, I took a step forward, and then another.

My eyes were locked on Miki. I could see pain and reluctance in her eyes, but her teeth were clenched in a snarl, her hand up and sending wave after wave of death towards me. I moved forward step by step, and with every step, I grew closer, so did the strength of her spells. I pulled out vials of water life and drank them, trying to restore the damage as it was made.

The pain grew horrifically. It felt like she was trying to rip my soul from my body. It felt that way because that was exactly what she was doing. Every step closer increased the strength of her suction. At first, I was regenerating faster than she could suck the life out of me, but as I halved the distance between us, my skin was starting to break apart. Black cracks formed across my skin as my body was seriously starting to break apart. More healing, more waters of life, I did everything I could to take the next step.

Tears ran down her cheeks in rivers now. There was a fear in her eyes. There was a part of her inside that knew me. There was a part of Miki left. I would find it, and I would free it. That was all that mattered.

“Master…” Alysia sounded just as pained as I was.

It hurt, but this was nothing. After having my soul refined, I could manage at least this much. That’s what I was telling myself. I halved the distance again. My skin was turning to ash, flaking away. The new skin was created, but it was grizzly seen. Anyone who saw me would think I looked grey and cracked, like a broken granite statue.

“I-I’m not sure I can do this…” Alysia stated in a panic.

“We’ll make it,” I responded through gritted teeth before shouting to Miki. “I’m coming.”

Her lips moved, but I couldn’t hear the sound over the wind. I stepped forward again. And again. With each step, I made it closer and closer to her until I could hear the words coming from her mouth.

“Please… no closer… please… Master…”

I didn’t listen. I took the final steps, reaching out with my broken body that could barely move now, and grabbed her. She looked up at me, her eyes shaking wildly.

“Master…” She spoke so quietly that even right next to her, I could barely hear her.

“I’ll… save you,” I responded through gritted teeth.

“You can’t… please… kill me…”

“Master! We need to cut her soul now!” Alysia declared.

I pulled out Alysia, but the pressure was so great that I needed both hands to keep her from being ripped from me. Even then, the pull was immense, to the point that the blade started bending slightly to Miki like she was a black hole of spiritual power.

“Trust me….” I raised my blade.

“Won’t… work… if you cut… my spirit from my body.” She gasped, her eyes filled with fear. “Must… Destroy my soul.”

Her words were as difficult to get out as my own. Her face was covered in tears. I looked down at her small form, so powerful and lonely, my blade held high.

“Whatever happens next… I’ll deal with it.” I declared.

She was slightly shaking her head in protest, but she couldn’t move to stop what was about to happen, and I never intended to stop.

“Master!” Alysia cried out.

“Alysia… don’t miss.”

“Y-yes!”

I dropped my blade and slammed it home… directly into my own chest.

Chapter 1260

“Nooooo!” Alysia let out a scream of shock.

“Master!”

Miki’s eyes widened too, completely shocked that the strike meant for her went to me. If I had told Alysia my intent, then she never would have agreed. My soul was cut free from my body. There was a slice of pain, but her cut was clean. Even if she nicked my soul, I had soul to spare. Even if Miki hadn’t said something about the plan failing, perhaps turning her into a real monster or even a dungeon if she died, I had decided on this anyway. My soul slipped from my body, and as I slipped away, I snatched Alysia with me.

“Hold on! This is going to be a rocky ride!” I cried out to her.

“Huh?” Alysia made a surprised noise as her blade turned into light and then was tugged away from my body.

It collapsed to the ground while my soul shot right into Miki. As soon as I struck Miki, I felt a torrent of energy. I was being flung around this way and that, and it caused quite the feeling of vertigo. If I had a mouth, I might have even thrown up. The turbulence threatened to rip Alysia from my arms, but I held onto her tightly as the pair of us seemed to fall endlessly through an area that transcended space and time.

There was a somewhat familiar feeling though as well. I had a feeling I knew where I would end up. After all, this wasn’t the first time I had entered a soul dungeon. After what felt like an eternity. I felt my body reforming. Rather, this was a body created from my soul. I slammed into the ground with a thud. At that same moment, I saw text appear in front of me.

{You have entered the dungeon, Miki’s Mind Prison. Destroy the lore to break the curse, or complete the lore for extra dungeon points and a blessing!}

My five senses returned to me, and I forced myself to roll over. My body felt like it had been thrown into a blender. Well, considering Miki’s death curse was ripping me apart inside and out, a blender would be an apt description.

“Master! Master!”

I felt a person grab me. I opened my eyes and squinted to see Alysia’s freckled face looking down on me tearfully.

“I’m okay…” I moaned.

“Good.” She suddenly hit me hard on the shoulder.

“Owww!”

“How dare you do that to me!” She grabbed my arm between her finger and thumb.

“N-no pinching!”

“You… jerky jerk!”

“Bullying! I’m being bullied!” I cried out.

“Hmph!” She turned her back on me. “You deserve it!”

I sat up, chuckling softly. Despite everything, I felt surprisingly good. I had a powerful soul, so when I was in a soul dungeon, I didn’t have any of the physical problems. It was a relaxing state to be in. Looking over at Alysia who had her back to me, I gently nudged her back.

“I love you…” I responded teasingly.

“How easy do you think I am?” She responded. “I notice you’re not apologizing!”

I wrapped my arms around her. She stiffened for a moment, but she didn’t fight it.

“I would apologize, but now is not the right time. Perhaps a little later I’ll give you a full apology in private.” I gently bit her ear.

Her face turned red. “A-as long as you understand… ahem… where are we?”

Alysia was quite weak to flirtation, and rather than further face such embarrassment, she’d rather quickly forgive and move on. Suffice it to say, with our souls so close to each other, I was getting to know her far too well.

Chapter 1261

“This is Miki’s inner dungeon… um… a soul dungeon, I guess.” I explained.

“A… soul dungeon? I thought she ate the dungeon?” Alysia inquired as she stood up.

I looked around the area we were currently in. This place resembled a world. It reminded me a bit of the Maid’s Lament, but I had a feeling I was locked to invisible walls. We appeared to be in an open grassy meadow with a bright sun beating down on us. For a dungeon formed from Lady Death, this place was surprisingly filled with life. I could hear birds tweeting and bugs chirping.

“She used the energy, lore, and power of that dungeon to create her own curse inside her soul. It’s kind of like what Maid’s Lament did to my dungeon, and then I subsequently did back to Maid’s Lament. Although, rule-wise, this place would be closer to The Illusory Sword Dungeon.”

I realized by now that dungeons came in so many sizes and types that they did need classifications. There would need to be something much more thorough than labeling them by size or difficulty like some countries did. If there was ever a point in my life where I retired, maybe I’d write a book about dungeons that could serve to assist future generations. Better yet, maybe I could make a dungeon that held historical lore, like a living museum. Maybe something like that already existed?

“This inner world, do you think Miki created it to protect everyone?” Alysia offered. “If everyone who gets sucked in ends up in this world… are they really dead?”

“If they’re alive, then…”

“ROOOOAAAAR!”

While the pair of us were having an easy conversation, there was a monstrous roar behind us. We spun around to see some towering behemoth shrouded in shadows. It took a swipe, sending a powerful attack that rippled through the air. I grabbed Alysia and leaped back, narrowly dodging the weapon.

“If she brought them in here, they’re probably destroyed!” I cursed. “Alysia, sword now.”

“Yes, Master!” Alysia declared, closing her eyes.

The shadow monster seemed to grow enraged that its first strike failed. It started charging for a second, but the blade that was supposed to appear in my hand felt different. Instead, I still had Alysia in my arms.

“Alysia?”

“M-master! I don’t know! I’m supposed to change!”

Alysia was in her normal Osterian form. I had thought that she would still be able to turn into a sword, but when she arrived she was in her human form. It was possible that she still saw herself as human more than a sword. Either way, we didn’t have time to troubleshoot this. The monster was storming toward us.

I reached into my Inventory to pull out a weapon, but just as I did, a man leaped between us. The shadow monster leaped up, but the man raised his blade, striking the creature in a precision attack. His weapon struck, and a powerful wave of energy flew out, bisecting the shadow in an instant. He landed on the ground, and then stood up, turning to us, a big smile on his face.

The guy was extremely attractive. It wasn’t like he was feminine like Octius. He was clearly a guy, but just a very attractive man who seemed filled with charm. He was about as tall as me, with a certain goodness to him that was difficult to explain. He just gave off an aura like he was trustworthy. However, he had a bushy tail and fox ears. In short, he was a foxkin, like Miki.

“Who are you?” I demanded cautiously.

“Me?” He asked, laughing merrily. “I’m just a passing hero. I’m here to save the day!”

It stood to reason that if every soul that died ended up here, then certain strong souls might have been able to hold out. It looked like I had run into one of Dioshin’s heroes.