The next morning, I woke up bright and earlier. It was just like the old tis, when we would wake up early, fight in a dungeon until evening, and then rest around the mansion. Except for this ti, I was sending Celeste away and going on my own.
“You don’t need to worry,” Alysia reassured . “It’s probably not that bad.”
I had been able to cure that man of the karmic infection he had received. Furthermore, I wasn’t going to hide my appearance with Elaya. Once she saw my face, she would likely fall over herself trying to get an apology for everything she had done. I relocated Xin to the unfinished palace and tasked Astria’s fairies with taking care of her. They would keep her asleep for the mont.
Until I could reconnect with my Xin, it was best if she didn’t suddenly beco coherent again. I still worried that I had missed sothing and Demon Lord Aberis had left so kind of piece of himself inside her so that he could once again return. That demon was a cockroach.
After seeing Celeste fly off, I opened a Portal just outside of Chalm. As soon as I looked down on the city, I let out a hiss.
“What is this?” Alysia asked in an alard voice.
Looking down into the city, it was completely blocked by a giant purple do. It resembled the do that the priests had put over the city back when Karr’s dungeon had taken over. Now, it was my dungeon that had caused all of this harm. It gave a complicated feeling as I thought about it. Dungeons inherently hurt the world they existed in. They were cancerous sores, taking in the world’s mana and then corrupting it. Trying to control one and use it for your own gains ca with risks.
I had thought to control such a dungeon. I had convinced myself that it was ta because it was mine. However, that taness had been dependent on . When I died, that miasma flowed out of control and consud Elaya and the city. Astria had barely managed to escape. Even if I hadn’t died, I was soone who took risks every day. I entered other dungeons and fought people. What about the future?
I was only human. Astria, Celeste, and many of the other girls would long outlive . Inevitably, even in the best of circumstances, I would die. Was dealing with a dungeon simply too much risk? Was it always going to end in such a bad way? Even if I could undo the damage this ti, what about the next ti? What about when I grew old and died? I didn’t want my legacy to end with my city being wiped out by my own creation.
“You have that look on your face again,” Alysia said.
“You can’t see my face.”
“I can feel it. You’re thinking you made a mistake with dungeons.” Alysia was starting to understand more and more the longer our souls were bound like this.
“Did I?” I asked wistfully.
“For the longest ti, I only thought dungeons could be destroyed. You taught that dungeons could serve a purpose, that the curses could be turned into blessings.” Alysia spoke. “This dungeon may be a curse now, but I have a feeling that as long as Master is involved, it will one day beco a blessing.”
I took a deep breath and nodded. “Then, let’s make another happy ending.”
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