At first the dream like qualities remain, then the world starts to come in to full view, and Smell, and FEEL. From an alley he can see a nice medieval looking town, men and women and even a large red bearded dwarf walking about, doing business and enjoying the day. Standing up from the place he appeared at he takes 2 steps toward the exit and the ground vanishes beneath him. His last thought before vanishing through the hole is ‘so this is weird luck in action’.

Turns out he stepped in to an open man hole, but his new reflexes save him as he makes a perfect landing in a large tunnel. Looking up he gauges he fell about 20 some feet. He is impressed with that. Mostly that he was not hurt by the fall. He does not see any ladder or such, so he wonders how to get out.

Failing that he looks around, Sure is dark in here. the only light coming through the hole he fell through.

Almost an after thought he pulls around his bag to see if there is anything that can help. He finds a list of his new gifts and an equipment list. From it he see's he can fly, jump great distances, which explains his landing, several nice psionic abilities Some vaguely Kindred based. Nice magic list, hmm purse of counterfitting, not its real name just how he precieves it. He locates it, pulls out 24 gold, silver, and copper coins and drops them in to a blue leather purse.

Thinking on it, weird luck, should he follow it or return to the surface, descions descions.

Then someone shoots arrows at him. He instictively throws up a shield, causeing the next volley to bounce off harmlessly.

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The next volley is not arrows but glowing acid green bolts of light that actually 'hurt' when they hit my shield. That decides me, I take off running the other way. That felt like I was smacked in the head. Not hugely painful but not something I want smacking me and no telling what other horrors who ever out in the dark has to throw at me.

The bad part is I can barely see where I am going, its dark with the occasional area of light caused by those open man holes but they are few and far between. I am moving at speed when I come around a corner and see a shadowy person stand, then their swords light up as they are on fire. I whip on past them as the woman started to say something but I don't even stop and soon that one is after me to, for all I know she is one of them. (I am scared not blind)

This part of the tunnels is a little different as there are lanterns on some walls and it has more passages and there are 'people' around. I put it that way because some are very obviously not human, goblin or something else maybe. In my present state I am to scared to really stop and ask directions. I probably would have found out where the tunnels ended but I was taking a moment to look behind me. Where in the distance I could make out the person with the flaming swords still giving chase. While I was so distracted I litterally ran in to 2 lovely women who themselves were distracted in an arguement. We ended up in a 3 person pile up while others just sat back and stared, I think a few laughed, but no one offered any help one way or the other.

The pretty brunet sighs, "well that's one way to stop an arguement."

Red head, whoses nice breast stopped my face from meeting the floor, lets out a hiss, "Get Off" And flips me off of her. I am just shaking and disorrented and having trouble keeping my sheilds in place,

I land on top of the brunet, my head on her lap. She looks down at me then over at the other one, "Pretty and very scared man." she observes.

Before anyone can say anything more the woman with the flaming swords arrives, huffing from her run. "That one ran right past me, so fast I did not even have time to challenge him." she sounds miffed, wonder why.

The brunet taps me, "What you running from pretty man ?"

"People were shooting at me, Arrows, which bounced off my shields, then these freaky acid green lights that hurt. The hurt made me run."

All the women look at each other and stay in unison. "The Cleaners."

The red, "I would have run to, those people are insane and immune to reason." The brunet, who is playing with my hair and does not seem to mind my head in her lap, nods, "Oh yeah. No telling how many there are as they use all those invisiblity and non detection spells. So running is usually your best bet. By why run Here ?" I stare at her blankly.

Lady of the flaming swords, "He was not thinking, just running scared. Explains why he did not stop for me. Your new here aren't you boy ?" I slowly sit up, then stand. Everyone got a lot shorter. "Yes. Don't know where 'here' is actually."

That seemed to surprise them, well the 2 pretty girls, the one with the swords not so much. She just nods, "He came down the light tunnels, I bet you the Cleaners pulled one of their, take the lenses, tricks so unsuspecting people fall in. Just to have someone to hunt. They have done that a few times. Not enough homeless down here anymore because of them."

I nod, "I was just walking along then I was down a hole.,Getting my bareings when the shooting started. First couple of arrows missed me. Let me get my shield up, second set bounced, the third were those green things."

They nod and sigh. The sword woman shakes her head, "Never occured to you to use that." points at my staff, I look at it then shrug, "Just got it today, not sure how to activate it yet. Today was supposed to be the start of my Journeyman travels."

Brunet smirks, "Oh my, pretty boy is one of Those sorts." The Red nods. While the one with the swords looks like she is trying to decide if she sould just chop me up or smack me around. I am like, "Um, what sorts ?"

Red, looking amused, "One of the kind of people that when you reach a certain level of training your instructors or such send you out in to the world to see if you can make it or die in the process." I decide to go with that as it's a lot easier than the truth. "I got teleported to a random location with my belongings. I was litterally in the city about 3 seconds when I fell down here. I was trying to figure out if I should have gone back to the surface or explore when the descions was made for me."

The 3 women grin, "boy you are pretty and very unlucky aren't you."

I shrug, "Its called being a Wierdness Magnet. All my life Something always happens. Good luck is Very good bad luck either run or hit it with my shields."

Warrior, "You don't Have a shield," Brunet, "Magic sheild Carrily. Natural mage if I don't miss my guess."

"Actually psion wild talent." I tell her, "But I am a mage to."

"No boy, what you are is Food" one of the ugly ones states then leaps at me, I don't even think about it, my shield snaps up and he face plants right in to it. Splat. All Fangs and drool as he slides down my shield. "I tell you I will never get used to the feel of things drooling on my shields. Its a really wierd feeling." They all stare open mouthed, till the Brunet holds up her hand and light appears around it, "OH I get it. Its a pure instinct thing. Something he was born with the counter the Wierd. Nothing Physical can get through it. Magic though Hurts. Never been hit with magic on those sheilds I take it." I shake my head she nods, "Near perfect defence. Means the Noss are just going to keep bouncing at this rate." I don't get what she is saying till I look around me. On the ladies side nothing but when I look behind me about 4 of these 'Noss' are pounding on my shields. I don't even feel that. I look back at the ladies, "What is their malfunction ?" The one with the swords is pointing her sword at a different Noss who is giving the flaming blade a wide birth, "Your mortal, they are vampires, ergo your food."

I think, then gesture in their direction. They get slammed in to the far wall, hard. Did not even break my shield, felt like a layer of it peeled off and played wack a mole with them. "They were getting annoying." I state to the surprised women. The red ask, "So like how much can you move with that shield ?" I think. "Well the extension, like I just did, about 1500 pounds of force. Though the shield can handle far higher levels of impact force."

Pause, "If I gave them a horse you think they would stop drooling on my shield ?" One tried to hit from above, mouth first, he is slideing down the egg shaped shield, leaving a wet trail. The Red gives me a stink eye, "If you had such a thing they would have eaten it already. The Cleaners mean we don't get to leave these tunnels, so we are all very hungry sorts and rats gets old fast."

That Paused me, then I ran over the checklist in my head. Its where the Goddess of Fate and Destiny put my 'character sheet' Much better than a paper one. MUCH harder to lose it. I concentrate of Life Detection and note with the exception of the woman with the swords, everyone else in my range is a vampire.

The look on my face must be interesting as they all look amused.

In the name of self preservation, I pulled my cloak around and started scanning it. I pull out a riding horse patch and toss it. One of the Noss actually caught it, "He is throwing Cloth 'OOHMPH' " the last as the riding horse just appeared on top of him. They pull back (the ladies) and then the brunet claps her hands, "Cloak of Many Items right ?" I nod, she does a little dance. "He can pull out all sorts of things, horses, dogs, and such as well as tools and weapons of all sorts." I am ignoring the screams of the horse. Just not looking as it is ripped apart by the hungery night creatures.

The tall pretty red head looks thoughtfull, "Got any dogs in there ?" I nod, "I don't think you would like them though." She grins showing some pretty little fangs, "Oh I have yet to meet a dog I did not like." I shrug and pull the patch. Dropping it at my feet. The cloak told me what these are. I am impressed really. Very large solid black war dogs. Come up to my waist, They look normal, they are not. They sniff me, then look at the vampires. They are not impressed. I grin at them, their collars are marked Stan and Ollie, someone has a sense of humor. "Stan, Ollie Guard." I say calmly, They spread their legs, their eyes glow and hell fire drips from their mouths. I look at the Red woman as she gets behind the brunet, I shrug, "Hell Hounds."

"Ok I was wrong, there are dogs I may not like. HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THEM ?" she shrieks as they took a half step forward.

I pat my cloak, "Artifact."

The Warrior and the Brunet both nod and move back. That would do it. Artifacts are scary types of magic. Unpredicable, some even are alive after a fashion. All are cursed though the curses run the gambit of harmless to leathal. "I grin, it likes me, thinks I am interesting and as such I get some of the most interesting things from it." It choses then to do a 'dramatic pose' kind of flares up and spreads out its sides like there is a great wind under it. or it's trying to do the 'vampire cloak' bit. I am not quite sure as it does not tell me. "It's also a dramatic ham at times. But as I am a mage, it helps with the image."

I feel a 'knock' on the back of my shield, I turn and look down at a non bloody Noss, "You got any more horses in there. There are allot of us you see." I consider, "I just ask you take them further from here and take off the gear. They come with some nice gear. The screams they make are hard on the conversation." He(?) smiles and nods. I pull out 2 draft horses (mule varient) and he happily takes them to his group a bit farther in. Still hear them die but now its not right next to me.

Warrior, "How many horses you got in there ?"

I consider, "1 more riding type, which I am keeping, and 4 medium war horses with barding." The cloak 'taps' me and we have a quiet conversation about candy and the ladies. "Ok ok I will ask." Look at them, "Telepathic communication" they nod, "He wants to know if any of you like candy or chocolates.

Lady of the swords, "What kind of chocolate ?"

I shrug, "Foil covered coin shaped, that's all I can tell you. 100 count though."

She puts a sword away and makes grabby hand at me. So I hand it to her, she sniffs one, Puts the sword carefully under one arm and opens one. Takes a nibble then melts a little." These are good. Thank you. I will let you live now."

The red looks at her, "You accept candy as bribes ?"

The warrior shrugs, "Just good chocolate. Bad chocolate I get extra stabby."

I nod, "I kind of feel that way about bad chocolate to. Had some once, was Fresh and it tasted like it was 2 weeks past the sell date, ie stale. I to this day don't know how they managed to take fresh ingreadiants and get stale chocolate out of them." shakes my head. I actually Do know how that can happen, but the story sounds better this way. Not properly cleaning the pans they are cooked in will do it.

She nods, "Extra stabby and choppy for stale." I grin at her, she smiles at me, we found a little bit of common ground. She heads back to her post, nibbling on the chocolate coin. And swating at any of the blood drinkers who get to close to her. I turn back to the pretty vamps. Red is thinking, "You got an invulnerable sheild, and a powerful magic item, why are you still here ?"

Shrugs, "Well it's not everyday I get to talk to such pretty and interesting women."

Brunet, "also he is lost and does not know how to get out." The red considers and nods, "Good point."

"Actually I can leave anytime I want. Just don't have any place I need to be." nod at the staff, "It has a teleport feature, it's been feeding me it's specs since I calmed down enough to listen."

Brunet, "How many powerful items do you have ?"

I sort of stop and think, "hm, elven long sword, amulet of regeneration, magic armor, " taps the studded leather I am wearing, "Amulet of invisiblity, scrying mirror, Vag, Staff of the Arch-Magus, boots of speed, pouch of accessability ... I think that's it."

Red, "Vag ?" I nod, "The cloak. Vag is his name. Short for Vag A Bond not sure what the A stands for, he won't tell me. His mental voice can get as dramatic as his poses. Introduced him self to me as 'Bond, Vag A Bond." I shrug.

The Brunet ask, "So what is his curse ? All artifacts have at least one." I nod, "Makes me look poor, fades my clothing, gives me a less appealing over all appearance. But given what he can do, I don't have much of a problem with that. Good trade off in my opinion. Also well he is someone to talk to."

Red, pure curios at this point, "What would happen if someone put it on he does not like ?" I shrug, "either nothing, just looks like a patched up cloak, or if he really does not like them, try and kill them. Smothering is one of his favorite ways, though he has strangled a few people. And there was one he dragged off a cliff. He can levitate himself and move about slowly on his own. Bunch of people thought he was a cloaker for a time. Especially after throwing that one git off the cliff. HE picks who gets to use him, not the other way around."

Red and Brunet just nod, wide eyed. Red ask, "why throw someone off a cliff ?"

I frown, "All he says is 'stupid git'. He really hates stupid people. His biggest pet peeve before theives. Well people who try to steal Him. Does not care if they steal anything else."

Brunet, "so you got him for life."

I nod, "or until he gets tired of me and decides to eat me." I get smacked by the cloak for that with the bit 'he does not eat people' I calmly point our that some of his past masters had ended up as spell components to him. He settles thinks about it and sags. That was true. He was miffed with them and did not know he could do that the first time. The second though was not his fault at the git tried to soul bond him to himself and the result was he became a patch. Bit of a mindless thing now. So many centuries in a patch and all.

I consider, 'he is still in you ? Where ?' I get the feeling, patch hidden in the middle of my shoulder blade region. 'Would you mind if I fed him to the ladies here ?' He considers, 'well he is pretty much brain dead now so sure, someone may as well use him.'

He lets me take him off so I can pull the patch and toss it between the ladies. "He told me what happened. Seems this fellow got so attached to Vag he tried to soul bond with him. Did not work out at all well. He ended up as one of the patches. Vag says his mind is gone, so you can have what is left." The man who appears is middle aged, with a long beard and Nothing behind the eyes. Just lays there and drools.

The ladies nod to me then fall on him. I admit to getting a bit aroused watching them feed on the shell. Something about female vampires is a turn on for me. To my surprise they don't kill him. Though I can tell it was a struggle for them.

The brunet comes up her eyes glowing softly. Love the effect. Takes a deep breath, "So you got a regeneration device right ?" I give her a look, "Yes ... Ah your hoping to borrow it to heal him up for another round of num num time."

She grins, "Nice way of putting it and yes. Truthfully would rather eat you right now, but mostly as your quite healthy. But your dogs would likely eat me if I tried it."

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I nod, "I can understand that. Not sure if you could handle what I am though."

Red looks up, blood dripping from her chin, "What you mean by that ?"

I shrug, "I am half elf."

She snorts, "We have eaten those before."

"You did not let me finish. Half Elf, Half something Else, don't know what else but I got some interestng abilities from it."

The Brunet nods, "OH I get it. Most people think half elves are always half human, but that is just not so. can be lots of other things. Not as many as can be crossed with a human, but still a good vareity."

I nod and sigh, "I even heard of a half elf half dragon once. I keep getting this kinky picture in my head about how that could happen." The red one looks thoughtful, "Love to see that image." So I shrug and do a picture cantrip (still image at most 2ft x 2ft)

[Image is in CGI format of a smallish black dragon having sex in a standing pose, him behind her while his long tongue is down her throat. He is gripping her breast.]

She grins, "Oh yeah, that is a good image. Why such large breast ?" I grin, "I like large breast. Like yours and hers. " she looks from my face to the bulge in my groin, and grins, "He got turned on watching us feed."

I shrug, "Vampire women are one of my favorite fantasy idea's. Your actually the first I have ever met." shrugs again.

The brunet grins. "So your loading all your lustful thoughts for later day dreams about us aren't you."

"Somewhat yes. Your both very beautiful, obviously intelligent, a bit dangerous. Definitely a turn on for me."

She points at me, "Your a virgin aren't you ?"

I nod. "Just have bad luck with women in general. I seem to attract the crazy ones. So I have almost stopped looking."

The brunet pulls out something, a card of some kind, the red one jumps on her, "NO." The brunet, smacks her hand, "I have not done anything yet." I see it, moon card in New Moon phase, no wishes left. Red, "We can't use that yet, and just cause he is cute is no reason to try and force the issue."

"Pardon me ladies." They both look at me, "That card is dead. New Moon, no magic in it." They look at it and then almost look like they are going to cry. "We have been holdng on to it for years hoping to wish for something special." Red says. I nod, "The magic of those cards is only good for 1 year then they go dormant. All non used wishes vanish."

The looks of shock on their face is priceless. The look of disappointment not so much. The brunet sighs, "How do you know about these ?"

"Used one once, it's how I got the staff and vag actually. I wished for some really nifty magic items that could not be stolen from me. I got bullied allot when I was a kid. The staff is soul bound to me and well Vag likes my nature as a magnet of the wierd and unusual. Lets him get creative with the items he pulls from the multiverse. He has all the normal things that most robes and such do but some unusual things to. Stuff not found in any other such item."

They nod, "So you just got your wish filled today." the brunet states, I nod.

Red, "How many wishes did you get ?" She is pushing at me with some kind of Presence ability. I give her a side look, "I can feel that and it's not working. I have the standard elven resistance to such abilities." She looks confused, so I explain, "Elves are 95% resistant to charms and mental domination attacks like the Presence your trying on me now." She sighs and lets it drop. "I got 2 wishes. I got the items and sent somewhere New." I start to add more then stop myself, don't want to chance jinxing it.

Red nods, "Somewhere no one knows you. Where none of the people who made your life a living hell can find you." I nod, she nods, "I did that once, it's how I ended up with an eternal thrist for the living. Well in the end. I thought I was being offered something much different then what I got. Lying skeezeball."

I nod, "Know the type, really well."

She grins, "Make nice get your hopes up then turns on you."

I nod they both nod. I sigh, "beat up the freak, I got that allot. My shields are the only reason I survived to adult hood. Not everyone treated me badly, mostly the Greys, elitest scum. Big on Racial Purity types." They nod. Brunet smiles, "makes you want to feed them to something."

I nod "Could not find a volcano that accepts Idiot sacrifies though." they snicker. Then they notice something and then usher me back the way I came, "Bad news comeing we got to move you or they will just try and over power you then eat you." the brunet states. I look back up the hall, then my eyes start to glow (having a sort of 'now you decide to work' moment) THEY notice that, "Why wait till now to do that ?" Red ask.

"Cause It gives me a bit of a head ache to use it much, eyestrain type." I see them and the rooms much clearer now. Lots of old bones littering the sides of the tunels, some not so old bones and moldering corpses to. Sort of thing one expects to see in an area full of hungry vampires, but till my eyes decided to work I was blind to it. The girls at least still look delightfully hot. If a touch paler. I gesture and the mad mage follows us. The brunet sighs, "He can see through the illusions now, see us how we really are." Red looks dejected.

I am curious "Why the dejected looks ?" I ask them.

Red looks at me, "What do you see now ?" holding her arms out, I think, look her over as we walk to a different area, "Pretty girl, with a nice figure, lovely hair, a little on the pale side, but that works with red heads and some brunets." I glance back at the Brunet as I say that, "Though I imagine you would look more flushed if you had enough to eat." She nods, "Very true. Still dead thing walking though."

I shake my head "I have seen dead walking things, you don't look anything like them." I make a picture pulled for a Living Dead movie, medical zombies. "Those are dead things walking"

They look at the picture, "ok that is a good point. but those are zombies."

I shrug, "Soul eaters actually, but you can see the difference." They blanch. I shrug, "I told you, I get the wierd shit. That is some of it that still gives me nightmares."

Brunet nods, "Would give me nightmares to. Yikes."

The area they take me to is cleaner more organized and no Noss. The ones here are fewer in number and look more human though just as starved. They look at me, note my eyes and leave me be. Then we meet one guy, has a whole undead pirate / scoundrel look going for himself. "Hey Dawn, hey Rose, where you find the Revenant ?" he says looking at me. I look back with a bit of a blank look.

Red sighs, "He found us. The Cleaners chased him in to the warrens." The guy nods, the brunet has her head in her hands "Why did you just tell him our names ?" He waves, "Chill Rose, its not like he is ever leaving this place you know."

"I have a sudden desire to introduce him to a fire ball, is that normal ?" I ask the girls.

Red snerks, "Yes actually but this area has a heavy magic dampening field so that won't work."

I think, "Artifacts." they start then nod "Oh right, those may work."

The guy grins, lightning quick draws a sword and bounces it off my shield. The look of surprise on his face, nice. "Artifact level shielding" I tell him, "Means your dampning magics have little to no effect."

He shrugs, "They got to come down some time, then we eat you."

I draw my sword, blue flames light up along it, "Not if I kill you first." I point out.

Dawn and Rose back off, "Way to go Harold, piss off the guy carring an arsenal of magical weapons."

I grin as he smirks, "Got to catch me first, turns and can't moves, "Oh I already did. The shields do a great deal more than protect me, I can wrap them around other people to. Now your just a head ready for removal."

I don't do it though. I let him think that over. Actually as I have never killed anyone before. Well I am not sure I can if I am not fighting for my life. So I just bop him on the head with the flat of the enchanted sword. Does no real damage but scared him good. "You just lucky I actually like vampires over all. Otherwise your head would be rolling on the floor while the rest of you burned from the magic fire of the sword."

I pull my shield in and he falls over. Eyes wide in shock. He gets up and runs off though at normal speeds.

Rose, "That was not to bright, killing him would have been bad, not sure if this will be worse. He is the child of the one who rules this section.

"Quick question, how many down here are day walkers ?" I ask. Dawn thinks, "Well me and Rose. A few others, most are nightwalkers, why do you ask." I grin an tap my staff, "Has the ability to create sunlight." They blanch the idea really sinking in. Daywalkers as the name implys can walk around in sunlight, Nightwalkers tend to burn.

Dawn looks thoughtful, "Well that would help with the over crowding down here. Be a lot less competition for food if you went all Sun on everyone down here." I nod, "There is that to."

Harold returns shortly with this average looking man who radiates authority.

He carries a big stick with a wicked point on the 'bottom' an old pack and looks like his clothing was once nice a century or so ago. He stops about 10ft from me and the girls who move more behind me and the floating snack. He looks me over as I lean on my staff looking him over. He is far more than he seems and he recognizes that I am to.

He licks his fangs then in a heavy New Jersey accent mutters in english, "Well is this a pickled shit"

I Blink and in a southern accented english ask, "Pickled shit, ok I have not heard that one before."

He jerks, eyes goes wide then a slow smile, "You from the USofA boy ?"

I smile back, "South Carolina, certa 2040, You from Jersey going by your accent."

He nods, "Yep, certa 1990. How is the old girl ?"

I sigh, "Back in 2016 some rich shit conned the white people in to voting for him. Pretty nearly destroyed the country. Got sent to prison for treason when it came out he only won because the Russians had tampered with the election results and the lying sack of shit knew all about it."

Carter shakes his head, "Now I am glad I got out when I did. Been here about 500 or so years local time."

I nod, "Yeah time space therory states everything happens at the same time, just faster or slower in the time stream to keep it all seperate."

He grins, "You a scientist or a mage ?"

I smile, "Parapsychologist" he laughs. Everyone around us is looking confused. They don't know what we are saying and we are smiling and laughing. Dawn ask, "Uh you two know each other ?" I glance back at her, "No. But we come from the same country, he was asking me about how things were back home."

He nods, "Under a pile of shit like always from the sound of it" he says in the common tongue. I nod he nods and then he sighs, "Hate to do this to a fellow contry man but" his eyes glow white and I Feel this pressure, "You belong to me, your life is mine to choose what to do with Do you understand ?"

I smile, "Drop dead - I am Immune to all forms of mind control, part of my contract."

He slumps and swears up a litteral storm. It rains on him for a few seconds which does not help his mood. I watch it happen. I heard the English he used I get a thoughtful look and he see's it, "Yes some words in our language can make magic happen. But it's hit or miss. Some stuff that feels like it should work doesn't its like it has its own slang and unless your a mage you'll never figure it out."

I nod, "I am a mage actually and that explains why I got computer speak running around in my head when I try to call up my spells. It's written in a computer language. My brother would love that, he is a programmer. Me not so much, which is why they let me have this ... OH I GET IT!"

I move to the middle of the passage and useing my staff like a big pen I start working out a 'magical diagram' The staff helps with it and with in a short bit I end up 'hacking the world'. I look at this place, how it's set up and I understand. The one who built this prision did a hack job of it. Someone with low understanding of the code of the world. I like that he got parts Right because studing those I can figure this out. Its not a difficult language provided your from the right point in time and have the kind of education I do. Its a Mix of Basic, tiny bit of pearl and lots of Parapsychology slang and ok Market Speak. But I Get it. I use this Magical diagram to pull up the schematic of the place and note that about half these so called vampires are 'npcs' and not real, that is put simply, window dressing. Made to make the place have a more 'lived in' feel. I just remove them and a few other 'color' items. In doing so the walls take on a more 'modern' theme, white with light poles and it starts to look more like a giant subway station minus the area for tracks.

I make another discovery, the "Cleaners" are actually a set of spirits who's program is corrupted. That is why they attack everything. I fix that the easy way, I erase it. That causes an additonal shift in the look of the place. Several side rooms appear. Gear and such in them, the belongings of everyone who the cleaners killed. Skipping around a bit I make a couple other changes, one of which ends which ever mad man that made this place stop getting the Souls of the people killed down here. The vampires are an unwitting part of that. They kill the people cause they need to feed, the souls are collected and fed to someone calling himself 'God King Harold Laserous Proudman'. Looking at this insane thing I see that the Gods who used to rule here were imprisoned further down as one of the power sources for this insanity.

That takes a bit more work. I happily note that the girls are still here as is the local king but the prick vanished in the second wave of changes. He was not 'Real' but part of the magical forces here. "Ok to tell you whats going on. Magic here works in part like a computer program, using things from Parapsychology and for some reason Marketing speak. This whole place is made to Feed souls to this God King Harold person. He has you all trapped down here to help with that. You kill people that get chased in here you get the blood he gets the souls. He set it up so you would not feed on each other partly because allot of those down here were not Real. They were left over bits of souls he fed on. I freed them which means you all still here are real people and not part of this insanity. I am noting there are some real gods here, trapped further down. No idea how to free them. Not sure I want to going by the information I got on some of their stats."

The old man is nodding, "Ok I understood some of that, but what happened to the tunnels ?"

I look around, "I got rid of the Mood Lighting, or Color aspects this is what the place really looks like. Much nicer I think. Those rooms that showed up, that is where all the gear of people killed by the Cleaners went. Oh you could not reason with them because they were pure spirit. And their program was corrupted."

The vampire king nods. "Ok I see what your saying. So your using what you know to fix things."

I nod and move some scripts around "I am leaving the ones that make it so you all don't see other vampires as food. Just seems safer for you all. I am looking at how the locks on the doors are set up. Seeing if I can open the exits. Which may or maynot work as from what I am seeing some may have had buildings built over them at some point."

Dawn points to my diagram, "Some of the words are moving on their own."

I look and frown, "Someone from another location is trying to undo my fixes." I look at it, open a new 'window' and then set them in a recursive loop and the point in time they are in. My staff tells me that won't last long as we don't have the power to maintain that. I ask if we can shift the powers of the Godly power source to our full control. It runs the calculations and we make it happen. My staff it seems is more of a super computer with a built in interface which allows the user (me) to access the world control system, though on a small scale. As I am with in such a constructed area I have a greater amount of control. That said we manage to over ride the God Kings control of the power source and in doing so change the Ownership of this location from him to Me. Not that I really want it but it's better for all concerned at this point. Though I do feel now this niggling nasty voice trying to tempt me to use the soul energy to make myself the new king. I call the dogs, "Stan Ollie, find the agressive spirit and make a chew toy out of it." BIG doggy smiles and they vanish. Takes a few minutes till the niggling voice becomes a low end far away scream. I can deal with the screams better than the constant 'you want to do this to give yourself more power' shit. Now that I can concentrate again I set up a search engine for the system and start learning how it all really works where its broken or fixed incorrectly and what the places True function is.

Turns out it is a prison for corrutped gods. Ones that 'fell to the darkness and sided with those who would destroy the world.' Seeing that and looking over it's parameters I find how this King hacked it. Pretty much how I did it really. He has the same kind of staff I do but his was more power mad in it's use. Takes me a few minutes to figure out how to use that agianst him and impliment it. It is like mine, soul bound to him. SO I summon his, put it in a crystal prison, Then SUMMON HIM to it. He is Furious with me, telling me I don't know what I am doing etc etc. Using my telekinesis I strip him naked and let the vampires have him. They are not gentle about it. With him Dead the remaining stolen souls are all released. That was not a good idea it turns out.

Blew us off our feet and pretty much a good chunk of the roof to. Pillar of white fire is what it looked like as possible hundreds of thousands of souls collected over at least a couple of centuries or so are released and allowed to renter the Circle of Life.

The effect on the rest of the world (though none of us know it at the time) is immense. Whole area's that had been falling to the Corruption are suddenly wiped clean. The miasma that had time and again nearly destroyed the world was pushed out to beyond this world. It was Never part of the world to start with but these corrupted gods and people like King Harold had been feeding it and bring this world to the brink of destruction.

Of we 4 - we awake in a room of white mist and a very happy Goddess of Light and Dreams.