dmc 767 chapter 5
this chapter leads more into the role of the mc and storytelling than anything else.
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Chapter 5- Dungeon master
POV- mc
To create a miniature dungeon a few things are required. A temporary core and a target. A temporary core is expensive. A fake core costs one thousand dp, a new core costs ten thousand. A temporary one costs fifteen. Why is a temporary more expensive than a permanent one you may ask. One reason, mobility. A temporary core is a core that travels with a dungeon master. This enables one to earn dp outside their dungeon and conquer other dungeons that are wild, rogue or of competitors. Of course there are penalties applied to it as well. The dp earnings are less than in a dungeon and it does not allow resurrection of the dungeon master even if with the core in tow. But perhaps the biggest advantage that circumvents those negatives is the claim system. Like with the dungeon the bodies of those slain will be absorbed. As for their gear that is transferred to my spacial storage. If a dungeon master really wanted all he had to do is set up a couple cores near battlefields and rake in the money, if that was not an exploit. As they say the victor goes the spoils. That includes the mana. In order for a DM to use this method they must either personally, or threw their minions, cause the deaths and destruction. And the fact that a temporary core is a DM rank item only makes only the dungeon master only able to use it. Which makes the item very dangerous and caused the downfall of many dozen dungeon masters before me. In fact I was tempted to massacre the entire village but I held off. I have killed the front row defenders and the middle and rear guards were worried. “ Foolish humans. It is by my grace and the benevolence for my son and his mate that I shall spare your lives this day. However take heed my mercy has limits." I extend my wings and took to the air in a different direction than my son. He was not foolish enough to go strait to the dungeon and neither am I. In fact I took an hour to make fake trails before settling on the ground finally and entered my home to find my son and his woman sitting on the cot. He was looking around surprised as he held her supportive.
POV- Junior
Something has changed I noticed. There are passages where there was none before. I was tempted to explore but found my wife crying. I go to her to comfort her out of instinct. These weeks have been harder on her than me. Who is indifferent and ignorant to socialization. For the one she called father to sell her out like that. My father I could believe doing that but to her. I made the decision to never betray her. As I held her my father entered and laid down in front of us. His body is slightly bigger than before. “ What is your name?" My father asked and my wife looked at him startled. “ Tasha." My father nods. “ Human nature is a cruel thing. My son and I never had ill intent with your people. I had hoped he would have been accepted. A strong viral male should have been welcome in a village with so few young people. I guess racism is strong." Tasha shook her head. “ No, my father was just afraid of losing me, and because he is so strong." My father raises a claw. “ Refresh." A powerful light covered the two of us and our fatigue vanished “ You understand you can not stay here?" I became shocked as Tasha nods. “ I know, but will you let us impose." He sighs annoyed. “ Leave by morning." is all he said before he left again. Tasha looked at me worried about our future. Something else was going on in her mind as well. “ Lets take it!" I was puzzled. “ Take what?" She became annoyed. “ The dungeon core. Even a low grade dungeon core is worth a lot of money to the adventurer guilds. With that we can sustain ourselves till we have steady income." What is with her suddenly I pondered. With my skills we can easily hunt anywhere and build a home in any land we would desire. Quick money would be pointless without the means to sustain such wealth long term. As my father taught me. Also taking something of his would be very foolish. “ Give up on such things. If such a thing is precious then my father would not leave it unprotected even if he left it unguarded. In addition I have never seen such a thing here before." She looked at me puzzled. “ But with such money we can build a home and start a family." I sigh and shook my head. “ Give up, if you touch such a thing my father will kill you." She looked at me angry and serious. “ If we get that stone even your father will be powerless to stop us." I was confused why she continued. I was tired and laid on the cot. I look at her to do the same and she obeyed reluctantly. I wrap my arms around her to protect her. “ Please just rest. We will have a long travel tomorrow." I then lick her hair a little before closing my eyes.
POV- mc
I heard the conversation from the woman and my son. It is good he recognized the danger of even considering taking my core. If the woman continued I would have forced her to bear my sons young without remorse like I did his mother. There is still hope for that woman as I arrived with a deer in my jaws an hour later. My son instantly started cleaning it and prepping it's leather and other things after he noticed it. She remained on the bed looking at me. I could not read Tasha at all. Which worried me. Still I looked at her if I had all seeing eyes. Because in fact I did to a degree. “ Woman!" She jumped startled to my word. “ I will say this once. If you know what is good for you then forget your past. Go with my son to a new land and live a quiet life. Have many babies and die a happy old life. My son will care for you. What he does not know he can learn. What he can not do he can grow stronger with time. Just remember to never betray him." I take out a claw and produce two bags of coins and toss them to her feet. Their weight and volume told well by the sound. “ This is the money those that tried to kill my son had on them when I slew them. That should be enough." I then moved to the side and pretended to start resting. It was some time before the meat was eaten and the two were sitting on the cot. They both had a lot to think about. Damn this maternal instinct. I remained motionless as the two finally laid down. It was mid to sun set past mid day when they ate and it was well after darkness set that she moved again. I know very well there was no need to go deeper into my dungeon to tinkle as she starts heading for the passage to the back. If my son did not notice her gone I would have stopped her myself. His back was to me when I saw him have his hands wrapped around her. “ What are you doing?" The gentler voice of my son was gone as he talked almost as cold as I do. She giggles slightly. “ Darling, I thought you were asleep." He turned her to face him as I watched. “ You know my fatigue is no greater than your own right now after my father cast refresh on us." She clicks her tongue and looks away. The lesson I feared my son has to learn now is what I see coming now. “ We are leaving right now, or rather I am leaving. The quest is am I going to take you?" Tasha laughs gently to his question. “ Of course, right?" She had hesitation. Perhaps she should have thought of this before trying to take my core. Out of respect for my son I am leaving him to deal with this. “ I do not know. Damn it Tasha I have never met one I can not stop thinking about like you, but you are so damn stupid. You are blinded by your greed. So much you risk your life for it and mine."
POV- Junior
“ I understand now my father more. I am nothing more than a minute in his life but it is a good minute he believe so he is treasuring it, but he will not hesitate a moment if I obstruct him from his goals. Me who he cares for more than any being in the world." I close my eyes sorry. I could, no would accept, that taking the dungeon core was a plan of the ignorant, but even being informed and try to take it. If my father knew he would kill us both. Maybe I can leave if I abandoned her but our affinity would be gone, forever. “ I do not know if I can trust you." She grabs his shoulders and starts forming tears. “ Give me another chance!" I close my eyes to consider it. “ I was going to take you to a place where we can live with others, but now we shall live alone and you will bear my young in isolation." Her face became sour. “ Or I can just leave without you. Leave you to my father or yours." Her face soured even more. I release Tasha and turn around to find a fine steel shield and pair of swords on the cot. I sigh disappointed that my father knows, but he is pretending to not to. I am lucky to be born from such a great one as he. I put the swords on and the shield before taking the small back there as well and look inside it. In it were several days of food and water, the money from earlier, a few low quality blades and a thin tarp to keep the wind and rain off us. There were a few other things such as flint but it is pointless with my magic. I move to the caves entrance and wait. As I expected she came to me. She is one my father has angered so he will kill her if she stays here or goes to the village. And the village may do it for him as she fucked me, who they consider a monster. I admit to myself my father was right. I should never have involved myself with her, or I should have took her originally like my father took my mother, but my father tried to raise me better than that. I will prove worthy of those expectations.
POV- mc
After converting the two I killed earlier belongings into dp I thought a farewell gift was in order. A fine but plane shield and swords for him. This will be enough. As it is all I have. I have 4 dp left now after everything. I have about a thousand years to make over one billion and one hundred dp to make a level ten dungeon core. And I just spent the entire ten thousand bonus I started with as well all the income I have gotten to my son. The only thing I have gained over the last fifteen years is thunder magic and a temporary core. On average a dungeon core should be upgraded to second level by now, which takes fifty thousand dp. On average the dungeon should have a force of at least fifty now. I am alone. On average the dungeon should have at least three floors and a dozen rooms in each floor. I have a total of four that half of which I started with. The entrance that I use to use as my boss room I moved next door. The core room along with it. Connected to the entrance is another room I will use as a prison. These last fifteen years with Junior were enjoyable but also allowed me time to think and plan. By using the temporary core in the village I am now receiving something unexpected.
[You have cast a temporary core in a population center. You have bestowed fear in the residence. You will receive 1% passive earnings from the residence. Increase your presence to increase this total.]