As the intimidating dungeon master I had been fighting to the death suddenly turned into a bawling little girl crying for her daddy, I couldn’t help but feel awkward. I towered over her, using a sword twice her size, and had been doing my best to break her. Now, she was in tears, ignoring us and looking inconsolable. The crying lasted for several minutes, and just as I was thinking of stepping away, it stopped as quickly as it started.

“You!” She screeched. “You killed him!”

I turned back to see both of her hands had become blades. “H-hey now…”

“I will destroy you! I will kill you! I’ll make you pay!” She began to take several steps toward me.

I raised Alysia, ready to begin the final part of our battle.

“Hasn’t there been enough death and destruction?” A voice echoed out from the void.

The girl who was gaining momentum to charge me froze.

I looked to the side to see a blurry energy hovering just above the sword. I suddenly had a revelation. I knew what I had to do. I put Alysia down and then equipped White Mage.

“Wh-what are you doing? We need to attack while she’s distracted!”

“No, I have another way.”

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“We can end this dungeon!”

“Alysia… do you trust me.”

“Deek…”

“Please, trust in me…”

“I… always…”

She stood down, allowing me to do things my way. It was always her instinct to end the dungeon quickly and violently. To her, defeating the dungeon master was the only way. However, I had to trust my instincts. I just hoped I was right. I began to cast the spell Resurrection. Thankfully, I was powerful enough now, and the energy started to coalesce. The little girl could only watch in disbelief as a form appeared in front of her.

A middle-aged man appeared in between us, right next to the sword blade. He was a fit man, with a beard, and eyes that seemed to hold a calmness to them.

“F-father…” the little girl stepped back.

“Daughter… it’s good to be able to speak to you, once again.”

“Y-you…” She looked confused for a second, but then her expression turned angry. “You should have remained a sword! You took everything from me. You ruined my soul. You killed. You’re a monster!”

“You’re right.” The man’s expression didn’t change. “I failed. I failed myself, and I failed you, yet still, you cried over me.”

“D-don’t flatter yourself!” She looked away. “I just was upset that I wouldn’t be able to torture you some more.”

“Is that so, why?”

“Wh-why? Y-you killed me! You killed me over and over! It hurt. It hurt so much! Every moment of my life was agony.” She screamed. “And you used me. You used me to kill those people. I killed the people I cared about, and I killed everyone else! All so you could claim more power.”

For the first time, a look of shock appeared on his face. “Are you sure you’re not remembering things wrong?”

She took a step back, shaking her head. “What are you saying? I remember… I remember you… sacrificing everyone. You… baptized me in blood! The dungeon only wanted to spare me, but you wouldn’t have it!”

“The dungeon was using you.” He declared, his voice breaking with emotion. “Daughter, the dungeon had possessed your body!”