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Dungeon POV, Unknown Location
After greeting the newly awakened queen and giving her instructions. I quickly shifted my focus on making traps, especially on the rising spike trap. Concentrating deeply on how to actually make the trap. Moving to an open area near the entrance of my chamber, I hovered around the area. The area was fairly large but I only used a small part of it to make my trap.
Not paying attention to where my ethereal eyes were, I unintentionally phase through my stone wall.
“Huh?! What’s going on?” I swiftly exit the stone wall. “Hmmm, seems like i discovered, let's explore that later. I’m gonna focus on my trap for now”
Refocusing my attention to my trap, I thought of making a system of sorts. A system that could swiftly and efficiently activate the trap, to trap intruders.
After thinking deeply, I came to the conclusion to just push mana that is in the shape of a stalagmite into the stone floor. Utilizing what I discovered earlier, I went under the stone and pushed the stone upward. Forming a stalagmite.
Raising my non-existent hands in celebration of my success. Thinking I was done till realization dawned on me that I was not yet finished, I needed to make a trigger and connect both trigger and contraption.
For the trigger I decided to go with a pressure plate, so when an intruder steps on it. The spike (stalagmite) will pierce through the foot, trapping the poor soul in the trap
“Now, let's actually try to figure how to make it”
Adding a thick blanket of mana over the area of where I want my trap to be.
“So that's gonna be the pressure plate, when something steps on it. It will send a signal down below to the contraption, powering and making it activate”
I was yet to make a link connecting the two together, so I focused on that.
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The link will be a thin rope of mana that will connect the two. After successfully connecting the two, I proceeded to do a test run. Creating a mana net out of mana from my core, I used it to grab a stone and placed said stone in the pressure plate.
I dropped the stone on top of the trap and watched it work. The stone landed with a loud thud on the pressure plate activating it, the spike rose slowly after a minute.
“Welp… That was anticlimactic.” Something was wrong, it rose slowly instead of quickly. I want it to be instant, to pierce the flesh to whoever dares step foot to my domain.
“What…”
“What the hell?.. What was that? I’m not like that… right.
Before I could fall further into my thoughts, the ant queen approached and snapped me out of it.
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Unnamed ant queen, Unknown Location
“Uhm… sir? creator? core?, I don't know what to call you” She called out, facing the direction of the entrance. Where she knew the being was working on a trap.
“Hmmm, huh? Oh! Right, Is something wrong?”
“Well… what are we supposed to do? And what do we call you?” She asked as the ant knight stood beside her.
“Defend our domain and as to what to call me… call me…”
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Dungeon POV, Unknown Location
When asked about what to call me, I paused.
“I knew I had a name but what is it?”
“Something is wrong, it feels my memories are near but just out of reach”
I tried to think of a name but came up with nothing. I looked at my domain yet I saw nothing, only me. The core
“Call me… Evergreen”
“Creator evergreen!” The ant knight exclaimed, happy that she knew what to call her new master.
“Very good, I'll give you both names, ant queen you will be Anthalia, a being that came into being from a flower and you my faithful knight will be Joan, a faithful knight in history that serves the crown”
“Thank you master Evergreen” Anthalia bowed gracefully and both of them began to leave yet something came. A feeling that I never felt after the lizard died.
“Someone’s here”