After we rest for a few minutes and the others have finished looting what can be looted, the entire Party gathers together.

"The plan was to leave here after finishing this Zone," Charles says. "And if you run it again, you all will likely gain another Level or two into some of your Classes. If that's what you all do, I would suggest waiting at least one to two days before the next run in order to allow yourselves time to recover."

"That was the plan," I nod.

"However," he says. "The second Zone isn't much different from this zone. The walls are hedge instead of stone and allow for light to come in from above, and the monsters are about as tough as the ones in this chamber were for the earlier parts. The difficulty scales a little faster due to it being a smaller area than this one, however."

"You're suggesting we continue?" I ask.

"Merely presenting the option," Charles says. "It would be a good opportunity for you kids to see just what your limits are, with us here to jump in if needed. In addition to hedge walls instead of stone, the ground is made of soil and grass, there is an occasional tree in the path, and there are snakes and birds of prey as monsters. There is also an occasional stream and some of the rooms have springs or ponds, a few even having a light waterfall."

"No, thanks," I hold up a hand. "I'm not quite built for a deeper run yet, so I'd like to have a couple of days of rest first. What I want right now is an even better meal than the stuff you guys brought in – thanks for that, by the way. I'd forgotten that I'd probably need it – and a decent amount of sleep. But if you want to rejoin me in my run three days from now, be my guest. I may do a deeper run in that one depending on how the run through this Zone goes for it. As we are now, running the second Zone would no doubt result in us needing bailed out for certain."

The rest of us combatants agree on this, then we all leave. Our loot is pulled out of the dimensional storage spaces and sold at the guild, then the archers ask if they can rejoin me for the run in a few days.

"Sure," I answer. "Be here at seven sharp that morning."

"We will, thanks," Katie says, then leaves with her harem.

"What about me?" Caleb asks, his tail moving around a fair bit.

"You proved you can behave yourself," I say. "Which was honestly impressive considering how you have been. Keep it up, and you can rejoin us."

"Awesome!"

"Now get lost," I tell him before looking at Adam. "I was thinking that we could stop renting separate rooms and stay together now."

"Sharing a room instead of separate ones would be cheaper," he nods.

"Yeah," I say. "And if we're having sex, then there's no need to get two beds as there would be no point in sleeping in separate ones after."

"Yes," Adam nods. "That makes-wait. Sex?"

"You do want some, right?" I start to leave.

"Yeah," he follows after me, his tail thumping the ground a bit in his excitement. "I just thought you were going to take longer, since you seemed hesitant because of my dragon side."

"I was waiting until you finished dealing with your hunt for information about the dragon," I tell him. "And for us to get rid of Caleb."

"I'm still here! Can I join in?"

"The only knife I'm putting in you is the same one I've already put in you," I tell him. "And the hole that will form is in your heart."

"There's already a hole in my heart."

"I can make it a literal hole," I tell him. "While you behaved yourself in the Dungeon, you've been an absolute ass the rest of the time. I don't sleep with jackasses."

"Then why are you sleeping with Adam?"

"Killing the people who slaughtered his clan isn't an asshole move," I say. "Especially when they did it unprovoked. Now fuck off before you meet the God of Death."

Caleb opens his mouth to say something, but my glare shuts him up and he leaves.

"Thanks," Adam says. "I don't know why I ever thought fucking him was a good idea."

"We all make bad decisions from time to time."

Adam shrugs.

When we reach the inn we're staying at, I cancel his room reservation since he'll be staying in mine now, then I turn around and face Fang, Claw, Charles, and Henry, all of whom followed us here and who are drawing attention from those around us. At least their attendants are gone.

"Is there something I can help y'all with?" I ask. "We're wanting to do something rather private. Something which doesn't involve a bunch of old men. We ain't into you."

"I was wanting to speak with Adam in private," Fang states. "It's regarding his hunt for Avuldrax."

"Jamie can hear whatever it is," Adam states. "He's been a part of this journey for awhile now."

"Henry and I knew Asher," Charles says. "We'd like to talk with you in private about the incident, if possible."

"They can be present for my discussion," Fang tells Adam.

"Okay," Adam looks at me. "The rooms are big enough for the six of us, right?"

"Yes," I nod. "Come on, we can use my room."

We head up to the room I'm renting, which has an open space on one side of the large bed, a narrow gap on the other side of the bed before the wall begins. Another door in here leads to the cleaning room, with another for the toilet room. Between those two doors is a desk, and a clothes chest rests at the foot of the bed.

As night has already fallen, I turn on some of the lights in here, the crystals activated by twisting a small knob on their lamps. Just in case, I also draw the curtains closed, then sit on the edge of my bed. My pack rests against the wall beneath one of the windows, the only real sign that someone is occupying this room.

"What did you want to talk about?" Adam asks.

"Can I see the object your grandfather asked you to deliver to the dragon?" Fang asks.

"Why?" Adam asks.

"I know where the dragon can be found," Fang answers. "Whether or not I tell you depends on what the object is."

"You know where Avuldrax is?"

"Yes."

Adam thinks for a few moments, then reaches into his coin pouch for a few moments. Apparently unable to find what he's look for, he pulls it off and dumps out the contents onto the desk. I think we're all a bit shocked by the fact that he doesn't just have copper and silver coins in there, but also gold, platinum, mithril, and adamant coins as well. This guy really is stingy if he's carrying around that much money but doesn't want to spend more than ten copper on a room for the night.

One of the items stored in that pouch was the token used to earn entry into town, and another is a small, crystal-like orb about half an inch in diameter. It's primarily dark grey with some light grey accents to it.

"Here it is," Adam grabs the orb as I find myself surprised that I can't pull up information on it through the System even though Adam already warned me about it. "This is the object he wanted me to deliver to Avuldrax."

"And you stored it in your damn coin pouch! How unceremonious of you!"

Everyone jumps at the voice that comes out of the orb. Adam was so startled by the voice that he accidentally throw-drops the orb…

Which doesn't hit the ground. Mid-flight, the orb suddenly bursts into a grey mist that swirls around, soon taking on the form of a man who resembles Adam quite a lot. He has pitch-black hair, orange eyes, black scales on his jaw, neck, and shoulders as well as in a stripe that goes from a little below his pits to about halfway down the sides of his upper legs. He's 5'9" and just as slender and toned as Adam is, his tail moving around a little as he glares at Adam. At a guess, I'd say he's only a few years older than me, but I've recently learned that some people are much older than they appear.

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He's also butt-naked, probably because his body just formed and I doubt there were clothes stored with him.

"G-Grandpa?" Adam asks in shock.

"Jeez!" The man who is apparently Adam's grandfather exclaims. "I asked you to deliver a very important object to an ancient dragon, and you just toss it in with your hoard as if it's nothing special!"

"It was the safest place I knew," Adam mutters, then shakes his head. "W-what? How are you alive? What was that?"

"An old trick I learned a long time ago," the twunk-looking grandpa waves a hand dismissively. "It allows me to contain my essence as I recover from damage, then come back just as strong as before. I learned it by observing the resurrections phoenixes did. While I'd recovered after only two months, I wanted to wait until you found Avuldrax to reveal the truth. I was quite surprised to find it only took you three months."

So the slaughter occurred only three months ago? Adam must have a rather decent strength of mind to be able to stay composed as well as he has in the time I've known him. His reaction to Reynold really suggested that he was close to his grandfather, so I know that he was devastated by the loss.

"Wait, but I haven't found him yet," Adam says.

"You did," I say.

"No," Adam says. "Fang hasn't told me yet, and-"

"Fang is Avuldrax," I look at the black-haired wolfkin swordsman. "Aren't you? You can change your form. I thought something was off about you at the start and you hiding your name only made you more suspicious. Then you happened to know the location of a dragon that no one else did? Black hair and orange eyes, just like traits common to the members of Adam's demihuman dragon clan? You're Avuldrax."

"I am," Fang – Avuldrax – confirms, then indicates his son. "And this is my son, Avormahk. I decided to raise him in this town so that he could learn about people in a more reasonable fashion than simply being taught. I could smell Asher on Adam, but was fairly confused by that until he mentioned having an orb to deliver to me. You told me you'd studied phoenixes for awhile, but I didn't realize you'd actually figured out their trick."

"Everyone needs something to keep an advantage," Asher smiles at him. "Long time no see, Avuldrax, Charles, Henry. It's been what, three centuries since I was last here? And I can see that you two haven't managed to reach your third Rank-Up yet."

"Unlike you," Charles says. "We're satisfied with how powerful we are. There's little need to even do the first Rank Advancement Trial, much less the second one."

"Which means that I still win," Asher grins at him. "And from what I've heard, neither of you have a dragon's death under your belt, either."

"Only a maniac would go after a dragon," Avuldrax rolls his eyes.

"Watch it," Asher winks at him. "I've already killed one centuries-old dragon, who's to say I won't go after another?"

"You only killed him because he was causing problems," Avuldrax snorts. "If he hadn't been-"

"Person who's actually renting the room here," I interrupt. "Lovely little banter going on, but I kind of want to get cleaned up and do some stuff before bed. So unless there's a discussion that's going to involve me, please skedaddle."

"What about me?" Adam asks.

"You can skedaddle, too," I tell him. "Since I know you probably want to talk with your grandfather a bit considering he let you think he was dead for three months. You have a key, so you can come on in once you're done."

Adam stares at his grandfather for several moments.

"Sex is more important," Adam says. "Shoo."

Asher bursts into laughter at Adam's comment, then borrows a pair of boots and a pair of pants from Fang's storage before they all leave. Claw, or Avormahk, looks like he wants to stay behind with us but ultimately leaves with his father.

"Finally," I say as Adam starts shoving his hoard back into his coin pouch. "Just us."

"How were you able to pinpoint that he was in this area?" I ask Adam.

"Avuldrax?" Adam asks.

"Yeah."

"Every mountainous area usually has at least one dragon," he answers. "Some keep themselves hidden, but people still usually know who they are and where they live in order to avoid pissing them off. No one knew of a dragon in this area, though there were some small signs that people of draconic types would know meant there was one here. Since Grandpa had been here in the past and was apparently on good terms with this dragon, and no dragon seemed to have been here in three centuries… I kind of figured he'd moved in and was hiding. I just didn't expect him to have taken on the form of a person. I mean, I know that full-blooded dragons can shift like that, but it's not something they usually do so I hadn't thought about it."

"So you can't shift between this and dragon form?"

"I'll be able to after Ranking Up," he nods. "But the dragon form will consume Mana for me to stay in. I think it burns all of my current Mana and the amount of time it lasts is based on that."

"I see," I start undressing. "Well, I'm going to go get cleaned up."

"Me, too," Adam ties his pouch shut and sets it down.

Though his face is rather stoic, his tail's taps against the floor tell me enough about how excited he is. I hold back the snort that wants to come out at that, instead going to the cleaning room once I'm undressed. There's a waterfall shower straight ahead with a large tub on the right-hand side, half of the room sectioned off by a low wall with a space big enough for several people to bathe in.

Adam and I scrub ourselves clean in the shower and dry off, then head to my bed.

"Now," I say. "I know you topped Caleb," I say. "But you've indicated before that you're versatile?"

"Yeah," Adam nods. "And I won't expect you to do both, you don't seem like you'd bottom."

"I don't like it," I confirm. "Do you want to get straight to the ass-pounding or some foreplay first?"

"Do you have lube?"

"Right," I open up my pack and pull out a ceramic bottle from within. "Here we go. Real quick, do you need some loosening up? I know I'm a bit on the massive side and it's okay if you're not comfortable with taking it at all."

Adam isn't small, either, with an uncut dick that's 8" long and about 2.1" thick. That's still small compared to my own uncut dick, at 8.5" long and about 2.2" thick. Most of the guys I've gotten with backed out once they realized that the pictures were real or that I wasn't exaggerating when I was warning them about my size.

"I'd actually prefer it if you slammed it in and thrust hard and fast," Adam tells me. "Taking a thick one rough is the way I want it."

"Alright," I lube up my dick using the gel from the jar, then Adam lifts up his legs. "Let me know if you want me to stop."

Adam nods, and I start pushing the head of my dick into his ass. He moans a little as I start to penetrate him. I move his legs so that they're stretching past my sides, then I hold onto him before thrusting in hard and fast, just as he requested. Adam lets out a loud and pleasured moan as he grabs the blankets, his head tilting back some.

The feeling of his tight ass squeezing my thick dick is intense and I'm glad I knew to add a bit of extra lube. I begin thrusting hard and fast in Adam's ass, a soft 'ha' escaping me with every thrust while Adam lets out a loud moan with every pull back and a loud grunt with every thrust forward. Having not had sex in a month despite being horny as fuck, it doesn't take me too long to start blasting my load into Adam's ass.

Still horny after my climax, I bend over a little and put my hands on Adam's chest as I start thrusting again, this time a little more slowly. Adam grabs my wrists this time, his moans a little more constant now. The expression he's making and sounds he's letting out thrill me a little and I start thrusting hard while pulling out slowly. That causes Adam to grunt with every thrust and he moves his hands to my sides for this.

After I unload in his ass again, I pull my dick out of him, then jack him off a little while taking the head of his dick into my mouth and using some suction to make it a little bit tighter. Adam moans with a closed mouth as he puts a hand on my head, clearly happy with this treatment. After all of the stimulation I gave him in the ass, it doesn't take Adam more than a couple of minutes to start shooting his load. It's hot and salty and there are ten thick blasts of it, and I swallow it all before squeezing his dick and pulling up a few times to get the last little bit out.

"How was it?" I ask Adam after lying beside him.

"Awesome," he turns onto his side to snuggle up against me. "Can we do that every night?"

"If we're in the mood for it," I snort. "So it wasn't too much for you? How thick I am, I mean?

"No," he answers. "I liked it a lot. You weren't too much."

"Good," I slide an arm under him to rub his back. "Because I liked it a lot, too, and would love to do it again with you. Just not right now, I really am exhausted from the Dungeon run."

"Same here," Adam yawns a little. "Also a little hungry still. We forgot to get something to eat before coming back here."

"Yeah," I say. "But I'm a bit too tired to leave, so I guess we'll just have a bigger breakfast in the morning."

"Yeah," Adam agrees. "By the way, Jamie?"

"Yes?"

"Since we're sharing a bed and having sex now," he says. "You can wake me up any way you want. I actually like getting woken up with a thick dick pounding my ass."

"Alright," I snort. "I'll keep that in mind if I wake up before you."

"Thanks," Adam mumbles, nodding off only moments later.

It takes me a little bit longer to fall asleep, and as I do, I think about some things here. Adam's delivered retribution for the death of his clan and found out that his grandfather was still alive. I got observed by two different powerful men for being a Summoned and I'm not entirely sure what their opinions are of me. Something tells me that they'll want to join us for the run in three days, too, as they seemed interested in watching me run the second Zone of the Dungeon.

Then there's the pair of dragons pretending to be wolfkin here and Adam's own grandfather. They're all a bit of a mystery to me, but I get the feeling that they're okay. Caleb seems intent on staying around us because he's pissed about Adam killing his father in retaliation.

My time in this world is definitely interesting, but there have been a few curious events that make me wonder what the deal is with the summoning of people from other worlds. I did some research these last few days and while pretty much everyone knows that people are summoned to here, no one knows why. None of the people summoned ever mention being given a grand plan or a goal to follow, they're just left to their own devices. Eventually, the Summoned fade from notice, no one able to give me a clear answer of what happens to them after awhile.

The gods themselves usually don't interact with us either, which makes my arrival extremely unusual.

Back in Ratton, one of the gods smote several people after I mentioned the gods paying the town what's due, or whatever my wording back then was. Then in the twin villages, I'm fairly certain that the jumping fish were a sign from the gods for them to listen to me – and that one of the gods deliberately sent the massive whisperwater gill there.

Someone is bound to start getting curious soon, and I hope I can figure things out before then. For now, though, I'm going to focus on what I want to do: which is just hang out with attractive guys, explore Dungeons and towns and areas that pique my interest, and really, figure out what it is I want to do here on Tielmar.

My current goal is to find the puzzle in the Dungeon to see what reward awaits me there. After that, I'll probably move on from here unless something else piques my interest. Adam will probably stay behind since his own quest is complete, maybe even return to his homeland. While I'm interested in him, I'm not that interested in him, so I won't have an issue leaving him behind. I hope whoever I travel with next will be as interesting as he is.

"Whatever happens will happen," I mutter as I lean my head against Adam's. "Goodnight."