Core POV.
Would you like to summon a Dungeon Assistant?
The core saw the prompt and considered it briefly before coming to a conclusion.
“Might as well.”
And with its approval energy began to coalesce within the domain and a small humanoid figure appeared.
It was fairly small, about the size of a child with insect-like wings and colorful hair which carried several shades of green with hints of brown and yellow mixed within.
“Ha hahaha”
The small figure was laughing with an ecstatic expression across its face, it’s smile seeming somewhat eerie to the core.
“I got one! I got my own dungeon.”
The core didn’t like what it heard as the creature continued on.
“With this I can form my own territory, with my own army to kill whatever I like.”
And as the childish creature’s rant continued the core became more upset.
“Endless treasures, plenty of bloodshed, I shall have a forest stained crimson! Hahaha.”
And with that it had enough.
“System can I get a replacement, preferably someone less blood obsessed.”
Request Acknowledged.
Searching for a more Suitable Assistant.
The child suddenly stopped laughing, its creepy grin replaced with a look of shock and horror.
“What! You can’t do this! What do you mean Unsuited!”
“I am a Royal Fey! I can’t be replaced!”
Just as suddenly as she appeared the fey disappeared with another burst of energy, leaving a much smaller figure in its place.
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The new creature also resembled a human, though it was much smaller than the prior assistant, being mere inches tall, it had the same wings though and hair colored with a deep forest green.
“Eh?”
The new assistant was much quieter and even seemed confused.
“I was chosen?”
With that it’s confusion shifted to both joy and worry.
“Why me? I’m not particularly well regarded in the Dungeon Assistant department. I’m a scholar not a strategist.”
With that the core decided that it liked this one much more than the last assistant.
Thus, it attempted to reach out.
“Because the last one sucked, and I asked for a replacement”
The small fey looked shocked for a second.
“Who? What? Where?”
It looked around frantically.
“The core.” It responded quietly.
“I am the dungeon.”
And with that the small fey froze.
“The dungeon?”
“Yes.”
“How!? That shouldn’t be possible!”
“And why is that?”
The fey stopped with that response. She held a hand to her chest and slowed her breathing in an attempt to calm herself.
“Because only newborn dungeons are assigned an assistant, and an assistant is crucial to guide them in many places.”
“To be assigned an assistant you would only need to be a newborn in a part of the universe where assistants are assigned, but to reassign your assistant you would need to be of a higher Rank too.”
“Dungeons default to F Rank, with less than 1% starting higher than that with the probability dropping exponentially the high the starting rank is. Even a B Rank is practically unheard of.”
“Only fey fill the role of Dungeon Assistant in this part of the universe and the most qualified are often chosen first by the System, you shouldn’t have been assigned anyone less than C Rank, likely even having a B Rank fey or higher.”
The small fey looked more and more nervous as he continued.
“I am a D Rank Lesser Fey. The weakest a sentient fey can be, I shouldn’t have been chosen, especially for a high rank dungeon.”
“I requested someone less bloodthirsty, perhaps that is why you were suitable”
The Assistant looked shocked.
“You requested something! The System listened! That shouldn’t be possible.”
“The last one was supposedly royal too.”
The core felt smug with the last statement and the fey’s face froze once again with a look of shock.
“S Rank. Royal fey are S Rank! You must be SS Rank then!”
She became frantic with the realization.
“I will be hunted, branded an enemy of the court, my life is over.”
She quickly became dejected.
“You could always stay here. Look around, I don’t think they will find you and once I figure out how to make stuff with my Skills we can have something nice here too.”
The fey looked around the domain for the first time since appearing there, fully taking in where she was.
“We are between worlds.”
She marveled at the realization.
“I don’t want to make some bloodstained deathtrap, rather I think I’d prefer something closer to nature. Not safe or anything but not meant to kill everything either.”
The fey looked to the core.
“I see. Thank you for the offer, I think I’ll take it. I’ll stay.”
“Thank you as well, it will be nice to have someone to help me set up here.”
“I’ll gladly help.”
With that the two acknowledged each other and the decision was finalized.
Dungeon Assistant Acknowledged.
“Oh. One more thing, my rank isn’t SS Rank, apparently, I’m Transcendent”
And with that the fey fainted, leaving the core to stew in its confusion.
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