In Nivava the Great Sage, Mr Gold was siting on a chair looking out of the library wondering about lots of things, he is one of the people whom have given up on returning after he discovered that he wasn't exactly strong to even help his students at the least.
Of course in 10 years they would all begin ascending the pillar together and would take anyone whom wanted to go with them.
His cheat power was the ability to know stuff, like a living lie detector, but he could only do so for inanimate objects, plainly speaking books, he could understand in depth anything he read and he knew if something was true or not.
Problem was that there was what people called half-lie, meaning that he had to stay and overanalyze stuff in order to be sure.
For example a book might say that if you go to the 100th floor you will die, the phrase is true, but what if you write if your part of 100 heroes descends to the 100th floor you will die, this phrase even if true might not be entirely right, the reason being that the question is too obscure, the you is directed only to him, meaning that for someone else it might not be true.
So generaly speaking he hadn't told anyone about his cheat power, telling them that it helped him learn things faster, which the first two skills did, but the third was this strange "Truth of the Book" power.
The moment he unlock this power however he gave up on returning and begun forming alliances with old heroes, exchanging information and even created their own secret society. Even Ariel whom was still in the depths of the dungeon pillar got the message, which Jones whom was with her found rather strange, because after the message they begun heading back to the surface.
If you want to know what was on the message then message it was rather simple, it was an invitation on the
"Reverse Summoning Spell discusion".
Every Old summoned hero begun to gather in Nivava, even though it could easily be a fake, but they lost nothing in doing so, even those whom rules a whole floor on the higher floors of the dungeon pillars, immortal existencese.
The Gold Sage would then prove to them that he had deciphered the summoning ritual with his cheat power, but he lacked one critical ingredient in his reverse summoning ritual, they required a space mage or rather a hero whom had a space related cheat power, meaning the most wanted man on Axis.
There were multiple opinions on it, some said that they should just summon new heroes, but then others oposed it, simply because even if they did so there was no guaranty that they would summon more than one hero in each summoning, the power thingy was incredibly random, meaning that they might even get some cooking skill, in the summonings before there were many crafting heroes whom could make special foodstock appear, weaponry and other such stuff, their powers however were magic, but weren't space magic, it was more like creating stuff with magic, instead of altering space and summoning.
Summoning was one power they would have loved having, a pity that the only summoner hero was Kim, but with regret he was informed that his power wasn't exactly suitable for the ritual, all he could do was summon monsters, what they needed was the banishment, which he unfortunately lacked.
Although maybe in one of his five locked cheat spells there may be one that would allow him to do so, being able to banish summoned beings or at worse being able to summon new heroes.
At the moment however their main problem was finding Christopher, Mr Gold was probably one of the few whom knew Christopher's power, after all Christopher himself had told him that his power was teleportation, it was probably the most suitable power, problem was the space his power could manifest itself in, generaly in his knowledge Christopher's original power was too weak to make this ritual work, but if he gained new powers like himself, then it wouldn't be strange if he had some mass teleportation skill later on.
Problem was that he was the only one with spatial magic and combined with the knowledge that he was a mage, he was the perfect candidate to hold the ritual.
Of course other mages whom had comprehended spatial magic would also be wellcome, but strangely enough teleportation was only used by the dwarves and that only for inanimate objects, they didn't dare teleport people.
Thus begun the search for Christopher, the gathering of people whom wanted to leave the world and since Christopher was in debt to the dwarves, the Emperor of Runia bought his debt, saying that he now belonged to him.
There was a huge turmoil as the Mr Gold begun to gather his students for a school gathering or so he said, even going as far as paying off Kris' remaining debt to the dwarves and persuading Queen Bloom to let Alexxa out of jail.
The data was drawing near as heroes from the higher floors begun to flood the surface floor, each time Mr Gold would have to explain to them what the reverse summoning implied, some wanted to go back, while others simply heard about it and left, after all not everyone wanted to return back to earth, there was an enticing sense of freedom in Axis, something that earth could no longer give them.
It was a pity that the only other hero with a spatial ability didn't even want to hear about returning and wouldn't help them, he only wanted to know whether it would send him back as a side effect or not, if it would he would simply kill them all and end this threat once and for all.
It wasn't strange that the more powerful the hero the less he wanted to return back to earth, after all here they were God-like existences, while back on earth they would be common workers, trying to survive.
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Chris one of Nivava's heroes, a heroic General whom had now married ex-princess Amaliana was now completely indiferent to the message to return home, he was now in his mid-twenties with a small 6years old child.
He had completely adopted to the world of Axis, his cheat powers were useful to move armies around and he was well viewed by the Country of Nivava, the second Floor of the Dungeon was now under his control and he ruled over a small country of his own, centered around the two dungeon pillar entrances of the floor, the only problem being getting provisions, since in Nivava's dungeon there was nothing to hunt, but that didn't stop him from growing wheat and other crops, they even begun pastoring some animals.
Of course his country was rather small and it wasn't really noteworthy, but it was a democratic country, with him being the first president of the Country of Amaliana.
Chris whe he heard about a Class gathering of course was all into the idea, but he had responsibilities, it would take at least 2 weaks to go to Nivava and back, but could the motly undeveloped Country do without their President, of course not, he was the person whom held the whole country together.
'Maybe next year'
He thought as he tenderly hugged his wife and young Agamemnon, his child, looking out of the balcony he could see farms stretching till where the eye couldn't see anymore.
The Country of Amaliana was ready to roll, all he needed now was enough Slime soldiers and weapons to arm the walls since all Gelloid monsters had the fatal weakness of being unable to fly, at least there wasn't one on the second floor he ruled over, thus walls were a great way to guard from waves of monsters, only problem was spawning, he was forced to close a deal with priests from Ecclesia, they had a way to limit the spawn rate, or rather create a forcefield that would not allow monsters from spawning inside it, thus eight temples were made one on each direction of the programmed city, with the Dungeon pillar as the center.
On the second floor there was 1hour of daytime, which although didn't help much in agriculture, it was still a relief from the eternal night floor, where he spend around a year of his life, he could now fully understand why people wanted out of the first floor, which was under Alexander's Rule, while the floor below was given to his best friend Christo to rule.
It has been a whole year however since they had last seen one another and only rumors of the other two floors reached his ears.
Alexander had turned the first floor into a lawless bandit heaven, while Christo was more widely known as the Dark King and was mostly hated by his people for some unknown reason.
Chris was looking out of his balcony, but in reality he was conteplating about his own life, the people he was missing the most, them being his parents, of course there were some whom implied a "Why not summoning them as well", problem was that the ritual summoned people at random, meaning that they would need to be super lucky in order to summon the right person, they had to be lucky for the summoning to even succeed.
A gloom could be seen on Chris' face, Amaliana was now sleeping with their child in her arms, but he couldn't throw away a feeling that something sinister was rising, a premonition of a storm brewing near.
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That same day in Munnero's silver city, in the country of dwarves a figure approached a ran down potion making store, inside sat an old dwarf, his eyes blank, seemingly devoid of all sanity, he looked more like an old man whom suffered from some elderly desease than a dwarf at the prime of his life.
The stranger approached him and took out a few bottles, one after another placing them on the small table next to the old dwarf, the clerk lady looked at him strangely, she wanted to throw him out of her store as she had done multiple times before, but for once she wanted to see what the man wanted from her husband or what's left of him, what's left of the once great genious Alchemist Kurlidandr.
At first there seemed to be no reaction as Kurlidandr didn't even look at the bottles the man took out of his pocket, until the man spoke.
"Have you fulfilled your dream, or was your dream as shallow as becoming rich?"
The man's voice was melodic and made even her hypnotised just by the sound of it.
"I want you to turn me into a dragon, can you do so or not, can you create the perfect Elixir that would turn a man into the mightiest predator?"
"Have you perfected the Altelixirs that you once strived to create, have you found the formula for the real elixir?"
"How long are you going to keep playing around with healing potions and explosives, stand up, take the Archdemon's core, the Slime lake core, the werewolf forefater's heart, the trent forefather's spores, the Dragonclopse's eye, Vampire lord's dust, the wyvern's venom, the gulok ore, the red brick, the green brick, the Royal Gryphon's feather, the dragon's blood, the Fish god's pearl and the elemental cores, begin creating your miracle elixirs, show me that you aren't a loser, that I was right to help you out of the swamp mine, show me your real self, the real you, the alchemist Kurlidandr"
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The words seemed to have some strange effect on the old dwarf, he looked at the bottles and then at the man whom had spoken to him, he could not recognise him, but the bottles contained all the things the mysterious man talked to him about, all the illustious materials that the man spoke of were right at the reach of his hands, all he needed to do was reach his hands and take them.
He however wasn't whom he used to be, the flame that once burned in his heart had long extinguished, ten years ago he might have been great for a few months, but that was in the past, there was nothing of his old self in him now, there was only a little spark that told him to take the materials, but it had been too long, even if he took them he had no skills no, he remembered nothing about alchemy now, he was no longer worthy of being called an Alchemist.
"Will you let the Eola stone be your last creation?"
This phrase made him mad, sparking at the small spark, igniting the flame, his hand stretched towards the dragon blood potion, this potion wasn't some low level beast, it was a real dragon's blood, he could only imagine how precious it was.
"Come with me and you will have all the materials in the world, anything you like I can get for you"
The man said, making the dwarf even more fired up, remembering dreams of his past glory, with all his strength he grabbed at the materials with his hands as if hugging his babies, dripping tears from his eyes.
"Come Kurli, we have yet to reach the capital"
The man said and the both of them to the woman's surprise disappeared right where they once were.
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Back in Nivava's dungeon pillar, at the 3rd floor there stood a large Castle City with the dungeon pillar as a tax collecting spot, this however what made people curse at Christo, the Dark king, the reason was because non whom came to the floor was allowed to leave it and if someone tried to do so, they would be caught and sent to prison.
Christo however wasn't the Tyrant they all made him to be, well not entirely, there were reasons behind his decisions. When he was given the 3rd floor, it was devoid of any life, even adventurers simply passed through and went to lower floors, which in turn ended in him having to go through many tough experiences.
In his 10 years of training he had learnt that the common people are discontent with anything you do for them, thus why even care, he was after all powerful, he could easily kill anyone he wanted with a single shot of his magic ball, he didn't even need to shoot it just summoning it above his target was enough to kill him.
Unlike Chris, whom only had one wife and child, Christo had a multitude of partners and 4 ten years old kids, 5 9year old kids, 9 8year old kids, 13 7year old kids, 29 6year old kids, 38 5years old kids, 28 6year old kids, 52 5years old kids, 68 4years old kids, 71 2years old kids and 1 one year old baby.
His whole Castle was like a kidergarden, but he was strict with his kids, any child whom would get on his neves he would discipline. Any child whom didn't learn well he would discipline. Any child that refused to obey his order he would discipline.
Of course with a total of 318 children and 180 different partners his life was rather adventurous, his whole castletown was filled with his women and if he liked some adventurer he wouldn't shy to take her in.
Not many knew however that under the cruel exterior hid a small child, lost, not knowing what to do and wanting to return back to his own world.
The moment the invitation to the Class gathering came he begun gathering to go, nothing would stop him from going, or so he thought, but his children and wives proved to be too great of an obstacle especialy Keia, her sister Leia and her mother, whom were the main source of all his problems.
Keia is the ex-princess of Nivava whom was gifted to him as a slave, but she was sort of evil, she ploted him becoming a dark knight, a dark king and was the one whom manipulates him however she likes.
Her sister Leia was no diferent and she originaly belong to Alexander, but he willingly exchanged her for another girl from Christo's harem.
Their mother however was an Evil witch for sure, her ploting abilities and ruling power was so great that his small country on the 3rd floor begun to flourish even though they lacked manpower and resources.
She was the real ruler of the 3rd Floor, the floor where there's light two times a day, one hour each time.
Christo of course didn't mind her taking over the boring administrative stuff, although at times they would still quarrel over some of hers decisions, but in the end she always came on top, the old witch was simply too strong at debating and rhetorics, even the Queen Bloom was shocked when she spoke with the old witch and tried to escape from the castle city as if hunted by dogs.
Christo however was rather content with her abilities, he never once regretted buying her from the slavers of Runia. In a single year she had built him a country of his own, even more surprising was that people would simply flock out of nowhere since she was given the reins.
In turn of all his wives, Leia and Keia held a special place in his heart, they were simply all a man could have wanted when they were with him, they were like the angels whom brought order to the chaotic Castle.
The most however precious gift they had given him was Dragon blood, he couldn't say how, but the ex-royalty Mother and daughters simply presented him with gifts from time to time and most of them were either precious elixirs, mighty weapons and armors, skill books and even exotic women.
He didn't know how they were able to pull those sort of stuff from his small country that wasn't even worth talking about.
They even created an elite army to guard the Castlecity and even insisted that the castlecity was safe from monster spawns, meaning that monsters wouldn't spawn in the center of the city.
In truth he could have easily left the Castlecity and went to the gathering, but the old witch told him that it was just a gathering, why not inviting the ones he had a good relation with to his own castle, making a festival or something out of it, especialy since his birthday was closing in not too far in the distance.
Christo was reluctant to agree with her, but two pairs of breasts begun leaning against his arms, dragging him to the bedroom, thus ending his predicament.
Once he was dragged away by her daughters, the old witch took out pen and paper. She begun writing a letter and when she finished she placed it inside a small black box she had hidden inside the drawer of her desk.
A few minutes later a letter appeared out of thin air right next to the box, this wasn't her message but the reply.
The reply was numbers, numbers and more numbers, but she knew how to decipher this strange message and begun to laugh as she opened the box and inside she saw an elixir, the legendary sort that could extend one's lifespan.
She uncorked the potion and gulped it all at once, her old face looked happy for a few second and then returned to that of the old witch everyone knew.
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A siluette appeared somewhere in the academy city, a place where orphans were taught a profession, this place was built because of Christopher, it was supposed to train workers for his businesses, but in the end it became Tris' business, training people in modern lifestyle.
Tris was lying on a couch, her form now looked nothing like Alexxa, but she looked like a famous actress.
"So how much did they give you for handing me over?"
A melodic voice suddenly sounded from nearby.
Tris was rather surprised that she hadn't been able to sense him, after all she was wearing Christopher's rings, the ones for detecting intruders.
"Are you Christopher?"
She asked with a somewhat relaxed voice, but inside there was a turmoil that she could hardly hide as her voice trembled at the end.
"I now go by many names, but I used to be called so"
He said, his voice unfamiliar to her, but his tone was similar to his.
"So have you come for revenge?"
She asked, she knew that she was unable to match a hero's strength, especialy if he's able to teleport her heart out of her chest within a second.
"Nah, I've come to offer you a deal, you help me out and all the grudges will be written off, are you interested?"
He said withought giving off any anger at all, making her feel even more frightened.
"Just don't kill me, you can have all the money back, just..."
She was about to speak but she found his finger touching her lips, giving a "ssss!" sound, thus signaling to her to stop talking.
The next moment she discovered that there was a corpse nearby, someone whom she couldn't detect with her ring of detection. She didn't know what to make out of it, but he wasn't her person, thus she was rather glad that he was dead.
"Now we can talk, I got a message not too long ago that in the 3rd floor of Nivava there is a need for workers, the price will be fair"
He said waiting for an answer.
The still terrified Tris wanted to refuse, but what could she do, she was too afraid of him killing her.
"Oh, don't be such a scardy cat, I still remember how you had offered yourself to me in the mines, twice just to erase your debt, do you think that this is worse than that?"
His words hit her at a sore spot, once she absorbed Alexxa's memories she begun to loaf her old self, she wanted to wash away the past and even killed any person whom recognised her from before her transformation.
-Shut up!
-Why should I?
-Do you think that I fear death so much that I will give in to your threats, just kill me and lets see if you can make my people go become workers in that dangerous place.
-Is that so?
His last words made her hesitate for a few seconds, but she had made her stand, she wouldn't give in to terrorism, she knew full well that even if he killed her she would just be revived somewhere in Ecclesia and live there until she found a strong enough backer to opose him.
Her expectations however were terribly wrong, as he was no longer the same innocent young man she had traveled with, his personality had been twisted and deformed by events of the past, he no longer killed people without a second thought.
His eyes shone as she looked at him and then there was only darkness as she fell asleep.
Hours later she woke up seeing that she was no longer on the couch, but inside her own office, a worker was hastily leaving her office with a bunch of papers, she didn't understand why but she felt rather lost.
Her first thought was that it was all just a bad dream, no a nightmare, but she quickly discovered that it was real, because the person was still there standing next to her.
"You know I like you more right now than before, the defiant charm of yours, the face of a popular actress, how about making out, for the old time's sake"
His voice sent shiver down her spine, she felt as if her body was melting.
"What have you done to me?"
She asked not understanding why she was burning, she felt as if she would die if she didn't do "that".
Her first thought was that he used some aphrodisiac, but she had a ring with immunity to such stuff.
"Just enjoy it"
He said as he approached her, crouching in front of her and taking away her underwear before sticking his face into her private parts.
This was something that she hadn't experienced before, even in Alexxa's memories she couldn't find anything about sex play, although she knew that some people had sex for the pleasure, but to her whom used to be a prostitude, there was little she hadn't experienced.
She could feal his tongue trying to enter inside her, him sucking on her dirty little hole, she could only silently pant from this newfound pleasure.
In the past 10years she had forgotten about carnal pleasure, she didn't feel pleasure from it in the first place, now however something inside her was ignited, an evil flame that made her want to be raped by him, she wanted to be ravaged by him.
She wanted to speak, but she discovered that her lips could make no other noise than arousing pants, she wanted to move her own body, but discovered that it wouldn't hear her at all, she wanted to tell him to continue, but he suddenly stopped, he then threw everything from the desk and put her on top of it.
He then turned her around and put her on the desk, she could feel a small pain every time he violently thrusted it inside her.
She didn't know why but she felt excited instead of sad, it could be better said that she was still a prostitude inside, deep inside she liked her way of living, she wanted to experience this familiar sensation, the pleasure, but in truth she simply wanted to be loved.