Chapter 2

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

I stood in Siwang’s dungeon. It was strange being in another’s dungeon without being an enemy. Or even without having to bind myself with a promise not to hurt Siwang. He was my vassal now. He had sworn to me the way Halia, Kassie, and Fauraliiithiliana were. How the entire village of Astovin had sworn to me.

Like my monster girls and even myself, they were bound to my Void Crystal. Their lives tied to mine. I could feel the weight of the hundreds of lives that would be snuffed out if I died. But they all swore to me voluntarily, and it let me protect them even more.

“Are you ready, Leo?” Siwang asked.

He was a short, young man, a year or two older than me. He had a quiet demeanor, his black hair slicked back, and a nervous look on his pale-olive face. Before coming to this world, he had lived in China and spent much of his life in a hospital bed dying of some terrible malady. The Incarnation had brought him to this world, giving him a chance to be healthy.

“I’m ready,” I said to my fellow dungeon builder. We were testing to see if Siwang could move me around in his dungeon.

We stood in his Vault, the most important room to any dungeon builder. Here sat the Void Crystal, the source of our power. So long as it was intact, he had his power. He could build his dungeon, summon his monster girls, and cast his magics. It was an honor to be in here.

Siwang was the first friend I had made in this world.

I had made allies and lovers. I had a harem of monster girls that I loved and who loved me. Maya, my best friend from our world, was even here. But she already was my friend. Siwang was the first I had met here. The first I could make here.

“Let’s do this,” said Garnet who stood at my side. My little sister quivered. She had crimson wings that fluttered behind her and a matching tail that was narrow and ended at a spade-like tip. The classic sexy demoness look. She was a succubus, her black hair framing her cute face, her body petite. She was naked, like all monster girls. “Teleport us, Death Lord Siwang!”

Siwang nearly choked. “Death Lord Siwang?”

“Well, you started with the Death Glyph,” said Garnet, her hips wiggling back and forth. She was ... playful. The fourteen-year-old succubus could take nothing seriously. “You should be honored that Lady Big Perv Garnet, Mistress of Horniness, Queen of Depravity, and Empress of Kinkiness has deigned to give you a title.”

Siwang gave me a look. “Those are all her titles.”

“Yeah, she adopts them,” I said, shrugging. “It’s easier to indulge my little sister than to argue with her. We just let her live in her Anime world.”

“Kweh, heh, heh, my Anime world is the best!” Garnet said. “Now let’s get teleported!”

“Why did we bring her?” Maya asked from my other side. My best friend—and the girlfriend to my other self still living in our world—had this exasperated smile on her watery lips. An undine, she was made entirely of blue water. Her body rippled with little waves that washed across her body. It was incredible how the features of her were there, down to the freckles on her cute face.

“Because she would have never let us hear the end of it,” I said.

“Poor Leo.” Maya snuggled up to me, her arms hugging me in my gray robes. “You are becoming one of the most powerful dungeon builders in the world, and yet your little sister does whatever she wants.”

“Yeah, it’s sad,” I agreed, grabbing Maya’s ass.

“Big perv,” she purred as I squeezed her. Maya and Garnet were two of my twelve companions. For each elemental glyph I had gained, I could summon a version of a woman from our world. I didn’t even have to know her like Lana Fulmine—my favorite movie star—or Nina Naughty—my favorite porn star. But ten of them were girls and women I knew from my own life.

“Teleport us!” Garnet whooped.

“Okay,” said Siwang. He gripped his Void Crystal, a black gem. I couldn’t see his Soul of the Void Crystal. I knew she should be perched on top of it, but she was invisible to me. “In three, two, one.”

Suddenly, I was standing in his throne room before a chair made of bones, fitting that Death glyph motif. I hadn’t even felt movement. It was like the world had changed while I had blinked. Just closed my eyes for that brief moment and I stood somewhere else.

“Damn, that’s disorienting,” I said, looking around.

“Yep, and you do it to us all the time,” Maya said. “Just plopping us around the dungeon at your whim.”

“I love being at my big bro’s whim,” moaned Garnet. She squealed in delight. “Ooh, let’s fuck on his throne, Dark Lord Big Bro!”

“What?” I gasped as she darted towards it, her tail swishing over her cute rump. She threw herself on it and spread her legs wide, throwing them over the armrest. Her hairless pussy parted, her pink, incestuous depths appearing. My cock lurched.

“Did it work?” Siwang’s voice asked in my mind. Another perk of him swearing to me was telepathy. I could speak to everyone bound to my Void Crystal, or create “party lines.” Group chats. And all my followers could do the same with each other, deciding who would get to hear their messages.

“Yeah, it worked,” I sent back. “We’re in the throne room where Garnet wants me to ravish her on your throne.”

“What?” Siwang asked.

Suddenly, Xiongbu appeared. A tall and busty woman with black skin, white hair, and needle-like fingers stood by the throne glowering at Garnet. Mist spilled off Xiongbu. A wraith, she was Siwang’s first companion, his mother.

The stereotype about Asian dragon mothers proved true with her. She was highly protective.

“Uh, hi,” Garnet said. “Um, want to lick my pussy?”

Xiongbu folded her arms beneath her large breasts and arched an eyebrow.

“It was just a joke,” gasped Garnet. She hopped off the throne and flitted over to me, ducking behind me. She peeked her head out around me. “Just a joke, Xiongbu. Honest.”

“Wow, someone who intimidates Dark Succubus Naughty Garnet,” Maya said and applauded, waves rippling up her arms from her hands. They propagated across her round breasts and up her neck, distorting her face for a moment.

“I’m bringing you back,” said Siwang in my mind.

Then I stood in the Vault with Maya and Garnet with Xiongbu now standing beside her son. The wraith put a supporting hand on her son’s shoulder. She squeezed it.

“This is good,” I said. “We’re immune to each other’s traps. We can move the other around in our dungeon. This will make things useful.”

“Should we try to close my dungeon off?” asked Siwang. That was the one thing that a dungeon builder couldn’t do. There had to be a way to the surface. It didn’t have to be grand. It could be hidden. It just had to be a way to access it.

My theory was the Incarnation, Queen Puabi, who brought us to this world needed us to get strong. She wanted us to protect her. Somehow. We disrupted the world and forced it to fight against us. Those who survived grew stronger. Those who didn’t were replaced.

It was cold. And she had been doing this for 4500 years or so.

Since Siwang’s dungeon and mine now joined up, there was a point where my tunnel ended at one of his, I wondered if he could close his entrance, currently located in the middle of Astovin village. I had him move it there to be safer for himself since I had surrounded the village with walls, the gates guarded by my monster girls.

Siwang sighed. “I can’t. It won’t close.”

I sighed. “Well, it was worth a short. You’re still protected. No one’s getting to you without going through my forces, too.”

Siwang smiled. He was much weaker than me. He had only three of the twelve glyphs and only a single mana vein flowing through his dungeon. We were in a poor area. He had tried driving his dungeon to Jindag’s, a man I killed, but couldn’t find the mana vein that must have flown through his domain.

It was like the one mana vein that we got as dungeon builders had been consumed with his death.

“Well, at least we can teleport each other,” I told Siwang. “That’s something. Makes it easier if you want to join us for dinner. My mother is an amazing cook.”

I had brought my mother to this world as one of my companions. My Life one. She was a busty dryad with lactating breasts in this world. It was depraved to bring my mother, but after I succumbed to my desire for Garnet, there was no holding me back.

“Gladly,” said Siwang. “Though you should come when my mother cooks. She’s wonderful, too.”

“I would be honored to cook for you, Lord Leo,” Xiongbu said, bowing.

I nodded and Siwang grabbed the Void Crystal.

In a blink of an eye, I was standing at the divide between our dungeons. There was a difference in the texture. His stone walls were a different pattern of bricks than mine, a darker shade of gray. And I felt like coming home when I stepped over the line into my own.

I would have to walk back, but the three zombie horses stood there. You wouldn’t think they were zombies save for the nasty cuts to their throats and the milky quality of their eyes. They didn’t smell at all. I had turned them into zombies right after they had died. Nothing rotten or foul about them.

We mounted them and rode down the tunnel. It was an awful clatter that echoed through the dungeons. I had thought about lining these long hallways in carpet, but it cost too much magic. And I had found a better way to move around.

These poor horses wouldn’t get much use after that.

The tunnel led to the Hub, as I liked to think about it. A room beneath the main entrance to my dungeon. It only led places like to Astovin and the halfling city of Sharithin that we had just liberated. And up to the Observatory Tower that thrust out of the mountain over our head.

We stabled the horses here and headed up the stairs that led to the main entrance through a hidden door. Today, it was the Overgrown Room. I rotated the front room since surviving adventurers had figured out my first line of defense and were preparing for it.

Now it would be unpredictable.

Hopefully.

This room was a “trap” room, using the powers of one of the glyphs to make a dangerous hazard. It was full of lush plants that crowded it, obscuring sight for more than a few feet. The air brimmed with the rich scent of life, of fertile loam, and the heady perfume of flowers. Hiding in the lush environs were half of my quetzalcoatls and the unicorns.

“Lord Leo,” whispered Rih, one of the unicorns. She trotted out from around the tree, shy but happy to see me. She looked like a human woman with pale skin. Petite and dainty, her silver hair spilling down around her naked shoulders. A golden horn thrust from her forehead and a silky tail like a horse’s swished behind her. She moved on hooves instead of feet. Her most startling features were her all-black eyes, like an equine’s.