In the Deep, Twilight had given me information on soul crafting. While I didn’t particularly trust her, the Soulsmith job was real. The more I had pondered it, the more I saw the potential in it. It was essentially a power to manipulate and construct lore. I had already done things like this several times, such as when I changed Faeyna’s fate in the Maid’s Lament. It was only a matter of time before my affinity matched with such an ability.
If I could master this ability, then I could unlock my true potential or something like that. I would be able to draw my blessings into my soul world, and rather than be ancillary skills, they would become a part of my strength. Among the same vein was my relationship with Alysia. Our souls were intricately bonded. Her soul had been crafting to capture a god soul upon deflowering, and it was my god soul she had snatched. In time, our souls underwent fire and blood together, and the result was that the two of us were linked by a bond that transcended a slave bond.
I wouldn’t say the bond was undefeatable. After all, Karr’s Blessing was supposed to make slave bonds permanent. I had eventually reasoned that the blessing worked by placing a protective layer of magic over the bond between me and my slaves, but it wasn’t as permanent as it claimed. After all, it had been brutally severed by the Sword Illusory Realm. The prince had also managed to work out several ways to strip the magic protection so that the bond could be severed. However, as difficult as it was to sever those bonds, this bond was even more intricate, and it might not even be possible without losing a piece of our souls in the process.
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In the past, I had practiced moving my soul closer and closer to the women around me. It was easiest to do during sex, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be done at other times. Soul Merge was an ability that forced the merging, binding two souls together. I was giving my strength out to the girls, so I would use Alysia’s strength to substitute my own.
“Oh… my… what is this?” The lioness rose an eyebrow as she looked down at my arm.
My eyes followed hers, and there my arm had been partially turned into a sword. My body had bonded with Alysia’s sword form. I could also feel a surge of strength. My shaking legs stood up straight, and I faced her directly.
“My girls give me strength, and I give them strength,” I responded. “This is the proper way a harem should be. King Roth is a parasite. He feasts on you and the other women. He takes from you and tricks you into thinking you are gaining something from him. He doesn’t deserve the title of Harem Master. I will show you what a real harem means!”
In the past, we had been evenly matched. Although I had taken a soul wound and was made weaker by using Power Bestowal, with Alysia bonded to me, I was probably about equal to my previous self. We could still win this.
The lioness’s eyes flashed with light. “I look forward to proving you wrong!”
She lunged forward with her sword drawn, and I rose to meet her.