What did I come here for again?

Currently, I'm on one of the floors filled with Goblins and I'm holding one of the little runts in front of me. Looking at it closely, the Goblin doesn't seem to be as ugly as it was before.

"Is that a Goblin, Abi?" Blondie asks beside me and I'm not confused by her question. In fact, I was just thinking the same thing myself.

A cute, button nose sits in the center of its pudgy face as the Goblin looks at me in a confused manner. Probably because I'm sporting the same look. That doesn't help me though.

That was when a memory jumped to mind. I had been joking at the time, but it wasn't wrong to say what I laughed couldn't come true.

"Come visit, Abi. Become beautiful just by being inside her," I had joked. The Goblin, however, is no joking matter. How can I keep hating them if they're going to end up being good looking? This one could almost pass as a little boy and I wouldn't know any better. rather than what my menu's telling me.

I can't have adventurers killing kids, even if they are Goblins. Then again, it's not just this one that looks childlike at the minute. Most of the others still look like hideous old men, but a few have already made the change to brighter pastures.

This is so wrong.

How are the Goblins even capable of that type of transformation anyway? What sort of bullshit is this? Trixie doesn't look human yet and she's been with us for a lot longer than these little shits have and Barry's still made of mythril. Although, both of them are beautiful in their own way.

The same could be said for Colin and his gorgeous chest. Even when he's covered in drool, the King Mimic still manages to pull off a strange type of majesty that draws my attention.

Still, this completely throws my dungeon out of sync. People won't want to and probably shouldn't be killing ugly old men and adorable children. Not that that's what they are, but regardless that's not what we're about. That said, what am I going to do with twenty thousand, human-looking Goblins?

That's right! That's how many there are. Each floor can hold up to one thousand Goblins and the Goblinator spits them out until they reach capacity. Ten-thousand Goblins from floors one to ten and the same number of Hobgoblins from eleven to twenty.

And I can't use the them now either. They don't look like wrinkly old men or children. They could pass as this generations adventurers. Even if they are wearing loincloths and have a tint of green to their skin. Gods damned, stupid, good-looking Hobgoblins. They'll be hell to pay if adventurers come across them.

I can already see it!

I shake my head while trying to come up with a solution for my problem. Until another problem literally screams in my face and I quickly look in on the Trolls. None of the adventurers or guard parties have managed to make it past Obling yet which means the normally-ugly Trolls have had longer to suck up my good-looking juices.

Bastards!

After a quick look, I'm left speechless.

Stupid, good-looking Trolls and Goblins. Why isn't anything ever easy?

Me?

Yes?

Why are all these monsters so good looking? I mean, why aren't the Goblins ugly? Or smelly, for that matter?

They even smell nice!

How?

It's not like there's a bath or even any water sources on their floors.

Although, should I really be complaining right now? They're usually the biggest complaints I have when it comes to Goblins and if they're surpassing my hate for them by changing everything I dislike about them, should I really keep putting them down?

You're always the one harping on about making things beautiful.

Yeah, but... damn. I didn't see that one coming.

Stupid Goblins.

And stupid Trolls for aidding them.

"I suppose I am." My answer couldn't have sounded less half hearted if I tried and was grumbled out miserably. I knew the kid still in my hand was a Goblin, I was just having a hard time processing it as one.

Turning off the auto-spawners, I create a new floor for the good-looking group of monsters. Floor 43, which is almost the same size as Varona, only underground, is now the new home of twenty thousand Goblins and a smaller number of Trolls.

Pfft.

I summon Huts which lead to Dwellings, Dwellings that lead to Longhouses, Longhouses that changed to Reinforced Longhouses and every off branch variation that pops up. I add Tanneries, Cramped Coops, Meat Shacks, and I litter the forest with an abundance of cheap animal spawners that will provide enough food to keep everyone fed.

I still can't believe I'm catering to Goblins and Trolls, but I'm going with it due to my views on change. If I'm coming out then I need to be prepared for change. Even if that means getting over my aversion towards the little green devils, that's what I'll do.

Although, once the adventurers and guards return to levelling up, I'll have to reactivate the Goblinators. Then we'll be back to good, old-fashioned, ugly and smell Goblins fresh for harvesting. Not that it changes the fact that a city's worth of Goblins are now living on the lower floor, but it's still a pleasant thought.

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Until then, which will hopefully be later, rather than sooner, I don't have to worry about it because that's a problem for me of the future. The easiest person to delegate things to. The one person I know that won't shirk her duties unless she's delegating them to someone else. Miss reliable.

It's also easy because I'm always here and just can't seem to get away from myself.

"Are we done now? I'm getting hungry." Seeing how I'm finished with the setting up the floor, Amber takes the opportunity to state the obvious as her tummy chirps up to agree with her.

Looking around, we have been here for quite a while. It takes some time to set up a floor for so many inhabitants. Even if one is a stellar Dungeon Core like myself, a few hours are still needed to make sure everything is in order.

Although, it doesn't matter what time of the day it is, Amber is always hungry. Violet and Bear look bored, whereas Blondie seems to be having a pleasant conversation with someone through the dungeon link.

After a brief, but filling lunch, we move over to the Coliseum. I wouldn't normally force these little girls to fight, but everyone is going to have to spend some time here from now on. The fight with King Aldus showed me our weaknesses. Even though I didn't think we had any, we did and it was quite obvious.

The triplets being wiped in one shot was an eye opener. It was my fault for keeping them with me all the time. They died because their levels were low. Hence our current trip to the Coliseum.

The monstrous element of my family was stronger than the human army and won with few casualties, but they too need levelling. It best to take preventative measures for now because if they had been fighting the demons instead of my Assassins, the situation could have been much worse.

"Are you ready, girls?" This will be their first fight and I'm more than a little worried. Not that they can die inside the Coliseum thanks to its Immortality feature, but I still can't calm my nervous.

Opposite to own feelings, the Triplets seem to be quite eager to fight and level up. It makes me feel ashamed for not letting them do this earlier. I move to join the Ringmaster in his booth, leaving the girls and bear alone on the arena floor.

They need this.

So do I for peace of mind, but the girls just want the levels.

Excitement dances across their faces as Golems rise from the floor and stand idly by. They won't move until they're given instructions from Randy. Violet places Bear on the ground and the fight begins.

Even though I want to give the Triplets my full attention, I can't help but think about Marie. As I watch the girls evade and engage their opponents, the fact that I only have one specified Space Mage is a problem I can't get off my mind.

There's not much I can do about it either. I do have access to that type of magic now and my dungeon certainly uses it in different ways here and there, but it's not like I can explain any of that.

Before absorbing my Core, Marie wanted to spend as little time teaching as possible. Since then, she's been more proactive and has been holding three classes a day. If Marie can manage to shape a few others into Space Mages, I'll be happy.

Then she can finally pursue her dream of going full time at the Syndicate. I'm not opposed to her being an Assassin, not if that's really what she wants to do. I just don't want to lose such an important member of my family when there's no one to take her place.

Marie was vital in closing the portal to the demon realm and if she hadn't of come to Varona, I don't know if we would have been able to win the war. The Assassins were beginning to run low on stamina. If the demons had continued to come through the portal, would that have been the end? Could I have closed the portal somehow? It's not likely without DP.

Before l get any further, Amber appears in the spectator box beside us. The fact that she was teleported here means her fight is over and that she lost. The gluttonous redhead doesn't have to wait for long as she's followed almost immediately by Blondie. Not long after that Violet and Bear are also taken down, the Golems teaming up against the last remaining Oblivion Dragon.

I know they're only level 1, but being an Oblivion Dragon should have counted for something, right?

"Why were the Golems so strong?" Blondie instantly rages at the Ringmaster beside me as soon as they're all together. I delicately take two steps away from Randy while inwardly asking the same question.

"That's what I was about to say," Violet pouts before glaring at Randy. "I'm never doing that again."

That childish comment was adorableness at its finest.

"They tasted disgusting too."

...

That one though.

I have nothing for that one.

Why she was just trying to eat a Golem after we just came from lunch is beyond me. Why she tried to do it in her human form is even stupider. Not one of the triplets used their transformation skill so I'm not surprised that three little girls lost to a bunch of Golems.

"I don't think I want to it either. Who needs to level up? I can just stay in the dungeon." Blondie doesn't seem to want to repeat today's evens either.

"Never mind. You can try again tomorrow," I break their little hearts.

"What?" all three answered in unison. That was a first. Usually the triplets hold down their characters to a tee and never speak over each other. The idea of fighting Golems must have been enough to shatter their illusion of individuality.

"I know. It was tough. But just think about how tough it was for me having to watch you die, I don't want to go through that again." Feelings like that are hard.

"But... you can always bring us back like last time," Violet counters with a surprisingly-good argument. If she knew the cost, she might think differently.

"Doing that cost me 30,000 DP for the three of you. It's 10,000 for Bear aswell. That's probably why he's not with you." Violet only just notices that Bear isn't in her arms and is still in the ring with the Golems. He's not strong enough to cause any damage, but he's tough enough to endure a bunch of stone Golems.

10,000 DP is a bloody, large amount for a little bear cub. Evident by the autonomous monsters stomping on him and getting nowhere. Until one their feet breaks on the cub's back and the Golem crashes to the ground, that is.

Well shit. Would you look at that?

"It's not a bad deal to avoid death, Violet. I agree, but you can't guarantee I'll always have the points to do that. No. It's a much better idea for you three to level up."

"But I don't wanna." Violet cries, watching her cub take a beating.

"Please don't make me do this again, Abi." Blondie begs.

"I'm so hungry I could die." And Amber states the obvious.

I feel awful. Don't beg me like that. You've got to be strong, Abi. I've got to be strong. Hell, we all have to get stronger.

"Why didn't any of you transform? The Golems literally stomped all over you, just like they're doing to Bear. You could have done the same thing to them if you changed into your Dragon form." The girls look aghast. It's as though I've just spoken heresy.

"Don't you like us like this, Abi?" Blondie looks sad, but still manages to find the energy to twirl on the spot.

"What? Of course I do. I like you alive more though. Who said I didn't like your Dragon form?"

"No one. It's just that we've been this way since you summoned us. We thought you wanted us to stay this way?"

"No. I just... if you need to, then transform. I don't mind either way. I just want you to survive. Anyway..." I give the triplets a few pointers on their battle, with the Ringmaster nodding along behind me.

Inside the ring, a very excited Bear has just earned his first kill after chomping through the core of the footless Golem. After climbing on the body of the floored Golem, the rest continued to rain down attacks. This kept the injured Golem he was laid on down and damaged it enough for the cub to claim victory.

A second stone foot shattered on his head right after, and another Golem hit the floor. Bear jumped over to his now opponent as I watched on in surprise. I had stopped talking to the girls and was giving Violet's cub my full attention.

Huh? I wonder if Bear's going to be stronger than triplets?