Half Breed Adventurer

Disclaimer: This chapter gets a little sacrilegious, or from another perspective sacrilicious.

Dungeon life

Night 0

One moment I was recovering from all the clone making/breeding and the next I was in a strange room, dressed in a white shirt, with a blue tie, black slacks and black shoes. Paul's memories provided context, that this was a principal's office and that strange box on the table was a computer.

Nil was seated in front of me wearing glasses and dressed as a sexy principal, dark brown jacket, blue shirt, black tie, blue jeans. His outfit fit him snugly, highlighting a sort of understated but solid build, he was lean but muscular and his trousers bulged in all the right places. The glasses in particular gave him a certain appeal.

"You're in trouble young man." Nil said, arms crossed, giving me a stern glare.

"Why? What did I do wrong now?" I whined.

"I'm the God of Death and you're my acolyte, you're supposed to be ending life, not creating it. I'm very disappointed."

I tried to explain myself. "But my humonculi brothers will help me kill more effectively, they'll cover for all my weaknesses eventually."

"I suppose but I prefer to feast on the deaths you personally cause. Come around and I'll show you what could have been."

I get up off the strange chair and walked around the desk to stand next to Nil.

On the screen, there was an image of me as an eight foot tall monstrosity, flying above a massive battlefield with draconic wings, armed with an elemental halberd in each hand. In my left hand was a fiery halberd, in my right hand a frosty halberd, as I flew, I'd slash at the enemies below, unleashing magical attacks. The flaming halberd unleashed an endless stream of flame onto the people, setting them aflame to die in hideous agony as their flesh melted under the intense heat. With a sweep of the ice halberd, a wave of water would flow out, forming into ice spikes that would rain down onto the battlefield, piercing through some enemies for an instant fatality, while other ice spikes would shatter on the ground explosively, spreading frozen shrapnel nearby into enemies, wounding and slowing them down. This version of me ended lives as easily as breathing. Behind this demonic draconic version of me was a dark image of Nil feasting on souls.

"So what will happen now?" I asked, curious, concerned and a little confused.

"Something far less interesting."

The images on the screen changes and hundreds of versions of me, all of them wearing different outfits and armed with various weapons surge forth into a city, killing everything in sight. Except the enemies don't stay dead, they are raised as skeletons and zombies to kill their former allies. Golems and elementals join the ranks of undead and speeds up the slaughter. Within moments the city is emptied of all life other than the clones.

"Is that really what will happen?" I didn't believe it, why would I kill a city?

Nil shrugged, "It's a possible outcome of your current actions, dividing your soul isn't without dangers. You do it too much and you'll fracture into a thousand pieces and what's left will only obey the instincts of the body and since you're part demon, you'll want to slaughter and to feast on death in order to get stronger."

"Why are you telling me this? Won't this change events if I don't make any more humonculi?"

"The annoying thing about you mortals is that you're somewhat unpredictable, which I guess was the point but events aren't set in stone, they can be adjusted for a more favourable outcome." Nil explained.

"Don't you want me to kill everyone?"

"That would be an oversimplification of my purpose. I am the God of Death but my mother is the Goddess of Life, without life, I die. I am destined to kill my mother, then myself. I gain power from death but a dead world wouldn't be of much interest to me, I want exciting and interesting deaths offered to me by my Champion. If you just become a soulless abomination that slaughters everything that isn't you, it doesn't interest me."

"That's worrying. So where is this anyway?" I waved my hands around at the space around us.

"My divine realm, you're currently dying, just a little, your soul is kind of weak at the moment, so I thought I'd give you an oracle, a punishment and a blessing all at the same time because I am a great and bountiful God and you shall worship my divine glory."

"Ah what?" I asked in confusion as his tone was very worrying.

"Drop trou, little boy, it's time for your punishment."

I shrugged. My life is nonsensical, there's no point resisting the insanity. I take a moment to figure out the strange belt and to drop my slacks, exposing form fitting black underwear. "Like this?"

"Underwear too." Before I even have a chance to say or do anything in response to that, he's tugged down my underwear, exposing my bare ass to him.

Out of nowhere a black riding crop appears into his hand and he lashes out with it and it smacks my bare bottom. It stings. I'm reminded of Will and the games we used to play in the barn after horse riding. My cock hardens with the memory and I grip the table for balance, bracing myself for the next strike. He lashes out again at my other unmarked butt cheek, it stings and I cry out. "Fuck."

"Soon."

I look over and Nil's crotch is bulging obscenely, the outline of his thick cock is obvious and enticing. Nil just strikes harder and faster, turning my cheeks red with repeated blows. "Fuck me."

"That's enough punishment, time for you to prove your devotion." He drops the riding crop onto the floor and fishes out a thick 8 inch cock from out of his jeans and I'm more than ready for a taste.

"Yes I will." I said as I grab onto his god cock and give it a few quick strokes before deep throating it. His cock is so warm in my mouth and he tastes divine.

"Worship me!" Nil demands as he grabs onto the back of my head and face fucks me, every thrust of his hips fills me with increasing warmth and need.

I palm his balls with one hand, with my finger tips teasing his taint as I stroke myself with rapid movements with my other hand. I'm so fucking horny. I'm not the only one. Nil pushes me away. "Bend over, table now!" He demands semi incoherently.

I do as my God commands me, getting to my feet, quickly turning around, almost tripping over my own trousers pooled at my ankles, then grabbing onto the table edges as I bent over the table, prepared for a hard dick up my ass. "Please fuck me."

The next second, my hips were grabbed and a saliva slicked god cock was buried to the hilt in my ass. "Fuck yes, you're mine."

His warmth burns me as he thrusts into me, the warmth increases into scalding fire as his thrusts get harder and faster.

My face was pushed down onto the desk of papers and Nil's hands tugged at my shirt and tie, scattering buttons in his frenzy and almost choking me with my tie. My vision darkened for a moment as Nil's thrusting hips and his grip on my tie mixed together to become a pleasurable oblivion. "Yes. YES. MORE!" I cry out as his burning cock drives me into a horny frenzy.

Nil's thrusting gets even faster and more frantic and his cock is like a match cast into oil, burning me from the inside out. The fire burns me but the pain feels like I'm being reforged and I feel myself sinking into Darkness as Nil speeds up and I feel myself blurring into Nil more. His pleasure is mine and mine is his and we become one for a moment. "MINE!" Nil groans as his cock thickens within me and pumps out liquid darkness.

Where there was fiery passion, comes a moment of stillness and darkness and it's like going from a hot bath to a cool room, or like a freshly forged sword being quenched, from one extreme to the opposite abruptly.

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I woke up abruptly, gasping for breath under a pile of naked, sweaty humonculi clones. Maybe falling asleep with a bunch of incubi humonculi was unwise. They're all instinct and hormones, which is bad for me, as I'm like a buffet of energy to my incubi brethren. They only desire to drain me of my life and mana, through lots of sex, which is hard to resist. They are my brothers/sons? they all have [Shapeshifting], [Charm] and [Energy drain] even if their low stats make them less potent than me, they're still dangerous/sexy.

Still, I wake up hard, horny and in desperate need of release. I plunge my hard cock into the nearest asshole and sink into its warm depths. I'm made for sex and so are my humonculi brothers/sons and my sleeping brother opens up for my hard cock, so warm and welcoming. I cum after a few fuck strokes, my dream having pushed me so close to the edge.

I pulled out and I have a new notification waiting for me.

[Death's Embrace: You've gained the favour of Death, your soul has been infused with the power of death itself and you've gained the power of a reaper. You can now harvest souls of lesser beings, directly on his behalf or to empower yourself.]

I moved over to a pile of discarded clothing on the floor and promptly passed back into slumber.

Day 1

Beta Testing

After creating my humonculi brothers/sons, it was time to put them through their paces. I had given them the gift of life and bits and pieces of my soul. Despite that, they were still intellectually underdeveloped, Alpha and Beta had the most potential as they had gained the largest amount of soul, roughly ten percent each. I had split the piece of soul that Dungeon Paul had taken when we first made the contract into two pieces, to make my first two brothers so that they got 10 percent of a 'normal' soul each. This wasn't without serious consequence as it deprived Dungeon Paul of the soul anchor that would revive me if I died but it was a risk worth taking, Alpha and Beta were more spiritually developed than their later brethren.

Without direct possession, my new brothers were little more than smart animals, with intelligence ranging from 3 to 6, and they lacked any free attribute points to spend. They'd gradually get smarter once they had more time to experience the world for themselves. I could speed up the process by implanting certain memories via [Psychic Union] but it'd be time consuming to do it for all ten of them.

I had already fucked a lot of good traits into my clone brothers, [Rapid Regeneration], [Enduring] and [Disproportionate strength] being the key ones to aid their growth of physical attributes. Along with various affinities that I either fucked into them or gave to them via a blood sample so generously provided by Abus and Deva.

Most of my new brothers could be left safe within the dungeon to gain non combat related skills in Alchemy and Mage craft. However I wanted to take Alpha and Beta out to kill goblins.

I had provided Alpha with my memories of combat, while I had given Beta memories of my water spells. My reasoning was simple, if he pursued a single path of magic, he'd advance faster as a Mage than he would if he pursued three schools of magic at once. I had a vague idea that I'd have Alpha lean more into being a high grade Magical assassin.

I saw creating my humonculi brethren as a chance to do two things, create loyal supporters and pursue multiple paths vicariously through them.

I didn't need to be the best at everything, I could rely on them to pursue the best of very specific goals. I could make use of the concept of min-maxing through my humonculi children as I've failed to pursue in it my own life due to unforeseen circumstances. My stats and Class Selections have been somewhat erractic and suboptimal.

I gained a new spell [Brain washing] after I imprinted a series of memories into Alpha and Beta, directing their personalities in a certain direction with an emphasis that I was their father/creator. Our exact genealogical relationship was a little confusing considering how much of my existence is predicated on multiple individuals. Every donation of cum is a potential path to follow via [Shapeshifting]. If I think about it too long or too much, I start to wonder how much of me is me and how much of me is the hundreds? Of men I've had sex with. I can't even keep track of all the sex I've had, even with my near perfect memory. What with all the soul splitting and drinking and sheer quantity of sex, it'd be like remembering every meal you had, exhausting and unnecessary.

Regardless, I take Alpha and Beta to meet the other dungeon dwellers. The other humonculi have been given simple tasks to pursue, based on their designated path. The Mages were tasked with practising a single elemental spell to both improve their combat potential and to improve their mana pool. Unlike me they didn't benefit from a life of constant energy draining to stay alive... If one could call that a benefit, regardless their mana pools are sad, with ten mana per intelligence point, instead of the hundred that I get.

As for the alchemists they're practising harvesting the ingredients they'll need to progress in their designated careers, along with stuff, I needed for later. I had Dungeon Paul set up a harvesting room for easy collection, which had iron ore for weapons, acid slimes for cores and various plants for potions. Elemental Avatar Paul was supervising them so they didn't die, while Humonculi Avatar Paul interacted with Felix and Michael.

Omega the Scholar had the simplest task to pursue, reading, I had given him a library full of books via telepathy. It would take him some time to digest them all even with his Class specific Skill and Perk. I had him select [Translation] as a skill and [Speed Reader] as a perk, [Translation] allowed for the ability to translate documents whereas [Speed Reader] allowed for a 25% faster reading speed. I planned on having Omega become a Magic Scribe, with the pathway being scholar; mage, enchanter. Ideally his pathway would also include a high grade affinity speciality Mage Class selection such as Water or Mind Mage in order to create spell scrolls and spell books for the Dungeon. I wasn't sure what magic specialisation I'd have him select as of yet. Depends on how the magic research done by Gamma, Delta, Epsilon and Zeta pans out. I'm torn between Mind Mage for how it'd synergise with the academic and intellectual nature of scholars or Water Mage for it's sheer variety of useful spells.

Anyway I went to visit Felix and or the goblin camp backed by two golems and my two most capable humonculi. Alpha was equipped with Sven's previous gear, while Beta wore wyvern clothing replicated from my clothing. One golem took the vanguard position while the other took the rear guard position.

In a way I didn't trust Felix any more, our relationship had gone from lovers to something else. Enemies? Strangers? I wasn't sure and I had far too many things on my mind to try and figure it out. I was never really good at understanding people, even with mind reading powers, I still don't understand people that well. That's why I enjoyed Alchemy, even when you fail it's still understandable with some thinking while people remained unfathomable, no matter how much thought I applied to a situation. Some people just don't make any god damn sense.

I arrived at the goblin camp to find an abundance of goblins watching Sven and Felix sparring with blunted practice spears.

"Hey, mind if I kill some goblins?" I asked

"Do what you want. You always do." Felix said as he dodged Sven's strike with the haft of his spear.

I shrugged at that passive aggressive reply and used [Telepathy] to direct a few goblins into attacking us.

While I could talk to goblins, I didn't really see much point in listening to the responses of the cannon fodder, they were born to die... Their entire purpose in the dungeon was to feed the dungeon souls, theirs or Adventurers and with how unimpressive goblins were, they were destined for an early death, more often than not.

That and these goblins were anywhere from one to two days old, they didn't have much to say that would interest me anyway. I fucking hate goblins. So when the three goblins rushed forward, I didn't have the golem block them, I merely directed Beta to use an [Ice Spike] to kill one goblin, while Alpha stabbed the one closest to him in the chest with his spear and I used [Earth's Grasp] to keep the last one from getting too close to me. Alpha pierced the third goblin in the chest.

The both of them were already exhausted from that minor bit of effort. They were only born yesterday and their stats weren't very high. Alpha had exhausted his stamina and Beta his mana pool. They had both gained a level in their respective Classes, with Alpha nearing level 3 already. Goblins were worth roughly 100 experience points. A good haul for low level Adventurers, which was why goblins were frequently considered trash mobs. In this situation a low level physical combatant had the advantage over a low level magical combatant.

This was the difference between Mages and Warriors, Mages relied on their mana for everything, while Warriors relied on their bodies. I had them both pick their first Class Perk and Skill. Alpha selected [Vigorous] as his Perk, which increased his health and stamina regeneration by 20% per milestone and for his Skill [Armed Combat], which inflicted a little extra damage when he had a weapon in hand (10% each level). As for Beta, he followed in my footsteps and picked [Meditation] to improve his mana regeneration and [Mana Efficency] to reduce spell costs.

My time as a god rock had been useful in improving my ability at utilising earth magic, though it was nowhere near as mana efficient for me as using water, fire or mind magic was. Earth magic had so many practical applications from creating walls, statues, stone jars and even creating buildings and stone golems. Despite my lack of affinity for the magic, it was hard to resist exploring it's potential myself. I could only perform a few spells using earth magic as I had no particular affinity for earth magic but I did have an interest in it, especially in it's uses in fortification and golem making.

[Earth's Grasp] was a spell that could cause the earth to enclose around an opponent's feet. At lower levels it manifested similar to quicksand, slowing the enemy by altering the earth to become more treacherous. At higher levels the caster could create hands of stone to grab onto the ankles of enemies, locking them in place. It didn't really do any damage but it was a useful spell to slow and control enemy movements in order to aid my new humanoid weapons.

As we were finishing up after our battle, Felix's spar with Sven ended with Felix's victory.

Sven walked towards me, pushing past the goblins who were watching Felix going through spear forms again in order to learn from their master instructor. While the vast majority of the goblins would die as goblins, some would become hobgoblins if they learned faster than their peers and could kill more effectively. Supposedly all monsters have the blood of demons in them, allowing them to evolve after killing. The accuracy of such claims is unknown.

"Hey, I didn't want to leave things like they were last time." Sven said, less than a foot away from me.

"When you abandoned me to hang out with your new friends?"

"Uh, it's not like that."

"It's fine, I've already replaced you, don't feel obligated to talk to me, it's not like I'm going to report you for dereliction of duty to the local lord, since that would be me and I can't be bothered killing you for your crime. So be on your way before I change my mind."

"Uh." Sven said, shocked by my statement.

While I wasn't angry at Sven, he had failed to live up to the terms of our agreement and I was within my rights to kill him. The laws against war slaves deserting their masters were particularly brutal as they were enemy combatants. I just couldn't work up the motivation to be bothered with him. Blame it on the soul damage. I had torn pieces out of my already damaged soul, breaking it in eight different pieces, giving away my essence to my humonculi brothers and it left me empty inside. I only had half a soul remaining.

Love, hate, anger, all of it was too much energy to waste on petty emotions, the only thing that mattered was progressing faster and survival. Still, I didn't find any reason to try and hold onto Sven, one betrayal was enough for me to discard any future interaction with him. I didn't really need him for anything any more.

"Move aside." I said, already bored of this pointless conversation.

"Uh yes." He said blankly, as he stepped out of my way, somewhat used to following my commands.

I had enough of human interaction for the moment and directed my golems, flesh and stone alike forward and through the goblin crowd and past Felix without a word.

I just don't care any more. The only thing that matters to me is progressing to a Level 50 Alchemist and getting a new Class and trying to become some sort of proto legend, even if it's highly unlikely I'll ever be a legend due to the problematic Class choices made because of stupid fucking bandits. If I'm strong enough, I won't have to be afraid any more of being found out and attacked. I'd be able to defend myself better.

Upon the third floor, I run into a raiding party, made up of thieves, they're just finishing up a raid and were arguing about whether they should check out the fourth floor or not.

"I wouldn't recommend it. Go fetch Adrian for me."

The thieves scurried off to obey, there were only two people in town that used golems, Deva and me, and since I was a guy, it was obvious who I was, which was their boss's boss. I didn't have to wait that long before Adrian showed up followed by a handful of thieves.

"What's with your new escorts?" Adrian asked.

"Some flesh golems that I'm training with." A lie said solely because we weren't alone, it was better they thought that my brothers were mere flesh puppets, rather than ensouled demon kin clones.

"What do you need from me?"

"I want you to prevent anyone going into the dungeon for the next few hours, the dungeon is close to getting it's fifth floor and once that's done, it'll need some time to reorganise."

"As you wish my lord, I'll have my men practice scouting instead."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

"I live to serve."

"Leave one of the goblin's corpses behind."

"Yes sire."

Adrian left with his men, having tossed a dead goblin onto the floor as they scurried away. I directed Alpha and Beta to have a bite of goblin to improve their intellectual and physical development a bit. They're obedient but they don't make for interesting companions, they still need to grow and develop into actual individuals.

While I waited for the dungeon to reset the monsters I amused myself with my bros relieving some lingering tension from the interactions with Felix, Adrian and Sven. It also served to pump some stats via [Enduring] into them, mostly constitution and intelligence as I fucked them hard and drained them of cum and energy. Beta providing more mana, while Alpha provided more life force. It was an enjoyable way to spend an hour.

Then it was back to work, training my bros in goblin slaying. I had them alternate kills as we ascended from the third floor to the first. Alpha would use his spear to kill one goblin, then take a moment to rest, then Beta would use an [Ice Spike] to kill the next goblin, then he'd rest and use [Meditation] to recover his lost mana. It was relatively easy as the artificial goblins were facing forward, exposing their backs to us, a flaw in dungeon design. They were made to stop invaders from progressing deeper, rather than blocking people coming out from within. By the time we had reached the reception area they had slaughtered a dozen goblins each.

We took a short moment to bask in the satisfaction of a successful reverse delve as I used [Telepathy] to continue their education with various tips and strategies before we performed a true dungeon delve in the correct direction. Alpha and Beta took the lead and killed their way through three floors of horned rabbits with little difficulty.

Then we were back at the stairs leading to the fourth floor again with time to kill before the next reset, so I had them fuck each other and drain each other of their energy and work on improving their stats via exercise and [Energy Drain]. Beta made for the perfect bottom, his slim body taking Alpha's hard cock easily and happily while siphoning Alpha's vigorous life energy to restore his own mana and stamina pools.

Alpha made for a perfect top, his muscular body easily dominating Beta as he grabbed onto his hips so as to slam his large thick cock into Beta's rear end over and over again. Alpha's stats improved with the vigorous exercise and the combination of [Enduring] and [Vigorous]. As a warrior, Alpha gained physical stats with more ease than the Mage Beta, especially that of strength, constitution and endurance. Not only was the sex enjoyable, it also provided a good boost to stats through a mixture of [Energy Drain], exhaustion and the [Vigorous] Perk.

Whenever Alpha ran out of stamina, a moment's rest along with [Vigorous] improved his base endurance. Something that only worked because Alpha hadn't assigned any free attribute points and he was at the early stage of physical development, despite his appearance, he was still undeveloped stat wise. It also helped that Alpha could also use [Energy Drain] to steal Beta's life energy whenever he made him cum... A perfect workout routine to maximise noobie gains...

This was the benefit of micromanaging stat development and Class selection. Watching them becoming stronger and more vigorous with every moment made me very pleased. So pleased that I had to take a momentary break to shove my stiff cock into Beta's mouth and relieve myself of some random horniness. Protein shakes are good for muscle developments or something.

After a very rewarding exercise/fuck break, it was time to get back to killing goblins as we ascended, then descending to kill horned rabbits. In this way we cleared the three floors for a second time.

They both reached level 10 and Alpha chose Magical Assassin for his subclass after he fulfilled the unlock requirement by [Energy Draining] a horned rabbit to death. As for Beta he selected Water Mage as his sub class. Alpha chose [Critical strike] as his Perk and [Shadow Blade] as his Skill. As for Beta he chose [Frost armor] as his free spell and his perk was [Water is within] a perk that improved his water magic by 20% per milestone.

As for their main classes, Alpha chose [Final Strike] as his second milestone Skill and [Hasty] as his Perk. [Final strike] was a last ditch all or nothing skill that gathered all your strength and stamina into a final attack to kill an enemy. It had a high damage output with the downside that it left you utterly exhausted and vulnerable to counterattack if it didn't kill the enemy immediately or if there was more than one. However it would be useful for an assassin as the first strike should also be the first and last strike, so as to avoid annoying and potentially lethal counterattacks. [Hasty] just provided a 10% multiplier to agility attribute, allowing for agility to have a greater effect, allowing for faster strikes or quicker evasions, with less attribute investment.

Beta chose [Mana Manipulation] and [Magical Proficiency], improving his ability to control mana and learn new spells. My plan was for Alpha to become a Legendary Shadow Assassin and for Beta to become a Legendary Golemmancer. In the meantime, the both of them would earn me experience for my Alchemist Class as they were my creations and I earned a fraction of the experience they gained from killing. My hope was for Alpha to be a useful body guard and life energy battery while Beta would provide me with a steady stream of mana to siphon as a living mana battery.

On the way up I had them split up to kill separately, I had Beta kill horned rabbits while Alpha killed goblins, Beta gained less experience from his kills but it was safer for him, Alpha was more durable already from his warrior perks and attribute gains. Their levelling was already slowing down as their experience requirements increased after level 10, as they had two classes to level and the increasing disparity between them and enemies would lower experience gain. They'd need to kill a lot of weak goblins to progress. Luckily I knew where a whole bunch remained. I also needed to get everyone out of the dungeon anyway to give Dungeon Paul a chance to develop a fifth floor and a massacre is the perfect gift to speed up the process...

We travelled down to the fourth floor and the goblin camp, which we immediately attacked.

I used [Earth's Grasp] repeatedly on every goblin that got in range while Beta killed with a rain of ice spikes, while Alpha dashed from place to place using [Shadow Blade] on his spear tip to slice through the bodies of goblin after goblin. I offered Nil their deaths while Dungeon Paul absorbed the mana released after their deaths. There may have been some unintentional double dipping but neither of them complained to me about it so I wouldn't concern myself about the issue.

There were a lot of the blasted goblins so I helped my bros out by using two golems to prevent either Alpha or Beta from being overwhelmed. After several minutes of intense battling, the goblins were dead leaving only a couple dozen hobgoblins and goblin shamans remaining alongside Sven and Felix who watched the whole thing.

Alpha had progressed to a level 14 Warrior, level 7 Magical Assassin, while Beta had progressed to a level 15 Mage, level 10 Water Mage.

I somewhat cheated having placed my hand on Beta's back as I infused him with an unending stream of mana, which allowed him to fire off [Ice Spikes] without end. It definitely helped him to rapidly progress in expanding his mana pool and levelling up his [Ice Spike] to be more accurate and lethal with less mana cost.

I even gained a Title from the battle [Hive Mind].

Due to your actions of working with a team in perfect combination through the use of mind magic, you've gained [Hive Mind].

Hive Mind – penalties from group combat is reduced when you're the party leader. (Friendly fire, overkill, miscommunications and coordination failures)

Beta chose [Water is life] for a perk, allowing him to use water to heal minor wounds and [Water Elemental] for his free spell. He was still some way away from being able to afford to cast the spell but it was still a useful spell for an aspiring golemmancer/battle mage. Beta could provide a lot more support for Alpha through the use of a summon and healing.

I walked past Felix and Sven.

Sven called out. "Dungeon Paul called for an evacuation."

"I know."

I gathered my slaves, whores, bros and minions and we went outside through a temporary exit that Dungeon Paul had made. It was a tunnel through the mountain on the opposite side of where the dungeon town was situated, to avoid the attention of Adventurers.

All of the surviving natural goblins(and hobgoblins) joined us, along with Michael, Sven and Felix.

In an effort to appease Michael, I offered my remaining slaves a choice.

"I've brought you all together to give you a choice, I know being a slave wasn't a choice you made and something that was forced upon you. I can appreciate that you may have felt powerless and you may have been worried that I was going to disassemble you for parts. In an effort to give you back your agency, I offer you two choices, you can stay with me and I'll train you up so you can better defend yourselves against being recaptured and enslaved or you can leave and I'll give you some equipment to be improve your odds."

Tunkux the dog face teenager asked "Do we have to decide now?"

"Just let me know, the offer is open ended, I'm training these two at the moment and it's something to think about while the dungeon reorganises."

My slaves looked at each other and pondered their options. I moved away to have a much needed chat with Felix if only to smooth over the rough edges. Who would think that a social outcast like myself would be forced into being the mature diplomatic one.

"We should talk."

"What do you want now?" Felix asked, surrounded by goblin females and their hobgoblin guardians. For the majority of them, they'd never been outside... They looked ill at ease at all the sunshine, squinting their eyes at the bright orb of light and hunching away from it, presumably eager to get back to their familiar dungeon home.

"I just wanted to apologise for keeping you in the dark about who I really was."

"It doesn't change anything, you used me."

I shrugged "Everybody uses everybody for something."

"You would think that." Felix replied spitefully.

"Well you can let Michael know that I've offered the slaves the choice of staying and becoming stronger or leaving and doing whatever with their lives."

"I'll tell him."

I walked away, that conversation was less than thrilling.

I don't really care about Michael's opinions on the matter of slavery as his ideals about freedom are childish and dumb. Freedom doesn't mean much when you're in enemy territory with no support but I'd rather avoid the tedious arguments and try and get our relationship to something neutral at least. That and I've already achieved my main objective with them, I had offered vials of their blood to the dungeon and the dungeon could replicate it at will as necessary. I also understood their physiology better than they did, so their continued presence as my slaves were generally unnecessary. Of course I wouldn't tell Michael that, might as well as let him think he's won the argument, maybe then, he'd be less of an insufferable asshole.

I returned back to my own group and checked on the progress of my other bros, their exp gain was far less dramatic, most of them still at level 2-3 with their main class which just goes to show slaughter is the fastest way to progress. I'd have to take them for a dungeon delve soon and help power level them later.

The Mages had used their spells to assist their alchemist brethren in collecting materials, though slimes offered less exp than goblins did. They had spent their time repeatedly casting the same spell, resting to restore their mana pool, then casting again. A boring way to level up their Class and spells but safe and certain.

I had all the Mages select [Meditation] and [Mana Efficiency] to improve their mana regeneration and subjected them to telepathic lessons on battle tactics. I had separated Beta from the other Mages for a reason, I wanted Beta to be the beta tester for combat spells, whereas Delta, Gamma, Episolon and Zeta were to be magic researchers to explore other uses for particular schools of magic.

Jim and Melville went back to sleep almost as soon as I was gone, they had worked another long hard night the previous night while I had been preoccupied with making my humonculi brothers, so they didn't care much for what I was up to.

After a couple of hours a new tunnel opened up and allowed us back into the dungeon.

Once I entered I got a rush of information from Dungeon Paul as to the changes.

Floors 1 – 3 had been instanced, with two sessions available at once, with a few traps scattered throughout the floors to up the difficulty a little. Mostly pit falls and trip wire traps, nothing particularly lethal if you were careful but something to slow down the dungeon raids and keep invaders around longer.

Floor 4 had been altered with a much smaller goblin camp meant for mining (maximum of a hundred goblins), with iron ore deposits and goblin miners, along with a smattering of plants and horned rabbits and a creek.

Floor 5 had a goblin arena for Adventurers to challenge with my potion workshop as the reward room of floor 5, all of my stuff had been relocated there along with the goblin breeding chambers. If an adventurer was successful in challenging the goblin arena, they could get a reward from me. Yay, more work... how exciting.

On the upside, I had a teleporter array that could transfer winners from the fifth floor to the first floor reception area, which had also enlarged enough to accommodate larger parties. My section of the dungeon had increased in size during the relocation to the fifth floor and I had a lot of new rooms to make use of.

Once we were back in the dungeon, my slaves sought me out to tell me their choice.

Kal acted as their spoke person with Tunkux also in front to act as a meat shield for the females. So adorable.

"We've decided that we wish to stay close by but above ground, we're not strong enough to leave on our own but we would appreciate any help you would give us." Kal said, very carefully and very diplomatically as if he was afraid of me killing him and turning him into some kind of alchemical product...

"That's fine. Where did you plan on staying?"

"With your father?" Kal said in a questioning tone, as if he was unsure.

"I'll let him know to expect you then. Let's free you of your blood binding then first and I'll organise some equipment for you."

I release the blood binding and use my connection with the dungeon to manifest certain items to hand over to them.

I give Dagara a pair of daggers and a copy of my crossbow. I give Kal a copy of my steel sword. I give Munaac a dagger and a staff topped with a crystallised mana stone. As for Tunkux I give him some wyvern scale trousers.

They collect what little stuff they had and left the dungeon along with Jim and Melville to stay with my father. I told them that they didn't need to come back to the dungeon once they finished work for the night.

Melville was disappointed about leaving the dungeon but Jim was more than happy not to have to climb a mountain every morning to crawl into my bed.

I sent a long range message via [Broadcast] to Dominic/ Dad to expect them.

Then I got back to work.

I had ten brothers to satisfy. Dungeon Paul had made a lot of rearrangements and adjustments to the dungeon during our absence, a lot of the changes were improvements.

The dungeon had more resources available for Adventurers and more rooms for my benefit. It might seem to an outsider that Dungeon Paul was showing me excessive favouritism but the reason was simple and mercenary. With an alchemist on his side, he could save a lot on mana costs and precious Dungeon Points in producing rewards for Adventurers.

Instead of spending hundreds to thousands of mana for every random piece of loot to lure in Adventurers, he could provide a steady supply of basic items/ingredients to me and I'd be expected to turn them into something valuable. It worked well for me as the biggest obstacle to progressing as an Alchemist is a steady supply of low to high grade ingredients and mana supply. That and the limitations of a single body to do all the work.

Alchemists gained Class experience in three very specific ways. Innovation, Production and Utilisation. Innovation included variations on existing products and creating new and unique items/potions/tamed monster. Production simply meant making something, the more involved the process the better the experience. As for Utilisation, it was the way that high level Alchemists achieved the greatest success, especially Mecha Masters, every time someone used their creation, they'd gain a tiny bit of experience from it. In situations such as a powerful sword gifted/sold to a powerful Adventurer who often saw combat, the end result was a significant and steady gain of passive experience.

With ten humonculi brothers, they provided a small but steady supply of passive experience. As they progressed through various Classes, they'd become even better sources of experience.

Thanks to the renovations and departures of some of my people, there was significant changes to the living situation.

Sigma got three rooms dedicated to his `research'. A slime pit, a Shadow Wolf Pen and a Night Steed corral.

Theta and me got a plantation of various herbs and plants for apothecary efforts.

Omicron got a larger forge, along with an Elemental assistant, and a dedicated iron ore vein along with some goblin miners.

Omega got his own study/library where he could write down everything he `read' into blank books.

As for the research Mages, they got unlimited access to the Core Room and had a couple of rooms for elemental exploration, along with a sparring room connected to Sigma's beast room for combat training. Specifically Zeta got a room with a spring to provide water for his water spell training and Gamma got a mini volcano to play with.

Sleeping arrangements were modified as cramming eleven men on a single bed while fun wasn't a sustainable long term arrangement. As such, Alpha and Beta became my permanent bedtime companions, sharing my bed with me. The research Mages took over the Elve's abandoned bedroom with Gamma sharing with Delta and Episolon sharing with Zeta. As for Theta, Omicron, Sigma and Omega they took over the beast kin's room, pushing their single beds together to make one larger bed for them to all roll around & fuck on.

I fell asleep with my cock buried in Beta's butt as Alpha lodged his deep in my rectum.

Day 2

I dream of Felix getting spit roasted by two of me... I wake up and realise it's not a dream but Dungeon Paul sharing his depraved activities with me. Apparently Michael had abandoned the Dungeon and had left with a dungeon sub core the previous day, leaving Felix to entertain the humonculi avatars that Dungeon Paul made then possessed.

Knowing that Felix is happy to have sex with copies of me possessed by someone else, makes me sad and horny. From an objective perspective, I'm a terrible boyfriend, I literally suck the life out of my lovers, my cum is addictive and I incidentally lure men into my orbit via [Charm] and my sex drive is out of control so I'm not monogamous at all. I sideline such depressing thoughts and shove my hard cock into Beta's butt and am soon sandwiched between my brothers and brought to a very satisfying conclusion. The relief is temporary as Alpha pulls out and nudges me onto my back, grabs my ankles and starts fucking me hard. Beta not to be outdone starts riding my cock and things quickly devolve as Alpha pulls out from my ass and shoves his thick cock into Beta's rear end.

Eventually all three of us are suitably drained of horniness and stamina and I lie back in bed and use [Astral Projection] to check in on the dungeon town.

I see that it's nearing mid day and the dungeon town is hectic, news that the dungeon has a fifth floor and instancing has spread and it's lit a fire in the town's inhabitants. There's a steady flow of Adventurers going in and out of the dungeon. They're often accompanied by Adrian's thieves who helped them scout the dungeon ahead for traps.

I see Melville is serving as my former slaves' scout. He's not tough enough to tank attacks, but he's fast enough to dodge most attacks and perceptive enough to spot the new traps.

Kal - warrior, swordsman serves as rear guard for the party Dagara - warrior, archer serves as ranged damage dealer Tunkux - warrior, berserker serves as front line attacker Munaac - Mage, Shadow Mage, serves as debuffer for enemy units with shadow bolt. (she only knows the one spell).

Seeing them so hard at work, reminds me that I should get my ass in gear and get to work on producing enticing rewards for the winners of the goblin arena.

I'm accompanied out of bed by Alpha and Beta to my new potions room. Theta is already hard at work, when I get there.

Theta the aspiring Drug Kingpin had selected [Multimixing] as his first skill and [Resistance] for his perk. He was designated as my helper for potion making in the potion room, I had him mixing basic recovery and stamina potions.

Omicron the aspiring Mecha Master had selected [Infusion] & [Fusion], though he lacked the mana to make full use of either of those. He was granted a golem helper to assist him in the forge which he had claimed use of and was in the process of making crude weapons for the goblins, spears, daggers, short swords and small shields. Our new position in the dungeon meant that the goblin miners on the fourth floor collected iron ore during the night and brought it to the fifth floor to be processed into weapons with a portion being used to provide them with equipment and the rest to be hoarded for later use.

As for Sigma the aspiring Chimera King, he was torturing animals, I mean experimenting to create low tier grafting potions.

I'd have to make a batch of soulless humonculi to test out the effectiveness later. The goal is to try and graft some unique traits onto randoms and himself/myself. I'm thinking some shadow wolf dna would grant us [Shadow Step] a very useful movement technique inherent to Shadow Wolves. Dungeon Paul has provided him with a lot of Shadow Wolves to practice with, a very messy affair.

Being so in touch with the dungeon is tiresome at times, I don't want or need to know everything that happens with the dungeon and it's inhabitants. Like I really don't want to know that Dungeon Paul is fucking Felix using a slightly modified version of my body. It's... unhelpful.

My former slaves set up their own adventuring party named Unchained Melody... for some reason. They have five members and four out of five them gained at least a level to their main/sub classes.

Dungeon harvesting is even more energetic since Dagar passes on the message that the dungeon will allow adventurers past the third floor, providing more opportunities and loot. Now that the dungeon has iron ore and goblins with slightly better weapons/tools, there's more interest from Adventurers to get to floor 5.

Most of the Adventurers had been either drinking away their double payday or tasked with escorting various merchants as they set up businesses. Now they had better dungeon delving rewards to entice them into the dungeon, that and the Thieve's guild had relinquished their monopoly over dungeon delving now that there were more floors and instancing available.

Due to the nature of the dungeon, only two parties were allowed into the dungeon every hour but it was still enough to speed up the process. Adventurers could hire a thief to escort them or a couple of porters to collect low tier items for resale later. The porters were often older Thieves with Warrior subclasses who could watch out for missed traps and tank an odd blow or two if needed.

The new goblin arena was very popular as it allowed for higher ranking Adventurers to fight against various goblin and hobgoblin variations in non life and death challenges. They also got a reward for a successful arena challenge, a chance to visit me and receive higher end customised weapons/armour/potions.

The first successful party to enter my potion room got to see me hard at work...

Though if we're being technically accurate, they saw me with a naked Beta on my lap as I bounced him up and down on my hard cock. Meanwhile Alpha was slamming his thick cock into Theta's ass.

Turns out having four of us in a room, with two of them having little to do to help, results in them getting bored and finding their own ways of amusing themselves. Alpha started groping Beta, which quickly led to Beta on his knees sucking on Alpha's cock, which then led to Beta on his hands and knees getting railed by Alpha. Which of course led to me pulling Theta onto my lap and fucking him, which ended up with me swapping fuck partners.

The recovery potions I was working on still got dealt with via [Mage Hands] just a little less efficiently than if I was to actually be fully engaged in the efforts.

The party of 6 were shocked into speechlessness by the sight of the clone orgy, or maybe just the orgy in general. Hard to tell. I finished fucking a load into Beta and tugged on my pants.

"What can I do for you?"

Alpha on the other hand was less concerned about our new guests and continued fucking Theta uninterrupted. Beta moved over to shove his stiff cock into Theta's mouth. My brothers take after me and are incorrigible and insatiable.

"Uh we were told that we could get a reward here?" The leading man said, with a uncertain tone.

I reviewed Dungeon Paul's footage of events leading up to this moment. This party had managed to get through the Goblin arena successfully and had been granted the privilege of a reward along with a quick exit via teleportation.

Dungeon Paul had been distracted by respawning his prototype goblin designs to notify me of their arrival.

In the goblin arena, not only did they have generic goblins, along with goblin shamans and hobgoblin warriors, they also had a couple of new mobs. Specifically goblin raiders and hobgoblin knights. Both of them being variants possible only through dungeon magic. The goblin raider was simply a goblin mounted on a Shadow Wolf, allowing for explosive speed and evasive abilities. As for the hobgoblin Knights, they're mounted on a Night Steed, allowing for prolonged combat and a heavier form of cavalry.

"What would you prefer a potion, a pet or an upgrade to your equipment?"

"Um what kind of potions, pets or upgrades do you have?" The well muscled swordsman asked.

My reputation as a sex pest comes in handy in this situation, despite there being six of them, with five men and one woman, noone's that surprised at my three clones banging behind me.

I'm like forty percent certain that I've had sex with this guy before but I'm not sure if it was during Duggan's impromptu orgy or whether it was during that night at Essex where I got way too drunk and had way too much sex, or if he just looked similar to a guy I'd had sex with. I sometimes didn't get the names of the guys who fucked me during more energetic gatherings so asking his name probably wouldn't help clarify matters. So I just chose to ignore the possibility and move on.

"Well I have standard recovery and stamina potions and even a new variant potion made from goblin baby blood that will speed physical recovery by a hundred times. As for pets I have shadow wolves, night steeds and acid slimes available. Upgrades are enchanted arrows, daggers, knives, swords, shields, can do basic enhancements like durability or more involved ones such as freezing, flame, distraction and sonic attacks."

The background noise of moans and flesh slapping against flesh proves somewhat distracting to my guests and they seem to need a moment to process the options.

"Uh I'll have to talk to my team. The dungeon avatar master of ceremonies said that we could only gain the reward once."

"Yeah it's to stop high level Adventurers from just farming the Arena and to encourage lower level Adventurers to try harder."

"What's up with that?" The swordsman points with his sword at my groaning brothers. By the sounds of it both Alpha and Beta have pumped their loads into Theta. Due to Theta being younger and less developed than his older brothers, he's quite happy after getting a double dose from them.

"An experiment." I said without elaborating, I didn't need to explain myself to nobodies.

The guy returned to his team and they discussed things as my brothers got redressed and Theta resumed his apothecary efforts. Beta could only assist in limited ways, by providing water, heating or cooling water and offering a pair of hands to move things. Alpha was even less useful to assisting us, reminded me of the old days when Felix would stand around outside my door as I did alchemy stuff before coming in for a fuck break.

Simpler days.

They decided on upgrading their equipment.

The swordsman got a sword enchanted to inflict fire damage. The archer woman got 20 enchanted arrows, 10 with frost enchantments, 10 with fire and 10 coated in paralytic mushroom poison. The shield guy had his shield enchanted with a durability rune and infused/fused with some of my mana/blood to have a `distraction' effect on monsters. Their low level (15) Fire Mage got fire/magic resistant wyvern clothing to go under his mage robes to improve his defense. Their full time rogue got a pair of enchanted daggers, one with a flame enchantment, one with a frost enchantment. Their escort Thief, got a frost dagger for his efforts in guiding them down.

In the old days I would have taken the opportunity to have sex with the five fit men but I don't really need anyone but my bros.

I lead them to the teleportation array and return to work.

I direct Beta to go with Alpha and help Zeta and the other research Mages with their levelling.

I resume work alongside a temporarily satisfied Theta, got a lot of potions to work on. I leave Theta to work on the more basic stamina and recovery potions while I work on a modified goblin growth potion in an effort to eliminate or reduce the unpleasant side effects.

Night 2

Alpha, Beta and I escort Gamma, Delta, Epsilon and Zeta on a night time dungeon delve. Alpha and a couple of rock golems provide muscle while the others use magic to kill.

Gamma uses [Fireball] to burn unfortunate goblins, Delta uses [Earth's grasp] and [Stone Spike] to slow then skewer goblins. Epsilon uses [Hallucination] a potent combination of [Telepathy] and [Illusion] to trigger hallucinations to pit goblin versus goblin. Zeta uses [Ice spikes] to rain death on goblins.

I play a support role, providing my brethren with a steady supply of mana and directions via [Telepathy], occasionally assisting through the use of golems to block rushes of goblins.

Now that the goblin camp has been adjusted to a goblin mining camp, the goblins are better armed with a mixture of pick axes and daggers. They're also less numerous, allowing for Adventurers to get through them easier, provided they're of a high enough level or of sufficient number.

My research Mages reach level ten and Gamma chooses Fire Mage as his sub class, and he picks [Burning Edge] as his free spell and [Fiery Heart] as his Perk. [Burning Edge] allows him to temporarily enhance bladed weapons with flames. [Fiery Heart] provides a small boost to fire magic and an increased resistance to cold damage (10% per milestone).

Delta chooses Earth Mage as his sub class and selects [Stone Armour] as his free spell and [Born of Clay] as the Perk. [Stone Armour] allows for a Mage to coat themselves, an ally or an enemy in stone, allowing for increased defence at the cost of mobility. [Born of Clay] provides a small boost to earth magic and an increased resistance to physical damage (10% per milestone).

Epsilon chooses Mind Mage as his sub class and selects [Mind Palace] as his free spell and [I think therefore I am] as his Perk. [Mind Palace] is a spell that allows for a Mind Mage to create a mental refuge that allows for greater mental recall and mental defense against hostile mind mages. [I think therefore I am] provides a small boost to mind magic and mental resistance (10% per milestone).

Zeta chose Water Mage as his sub class and selects [Water Wings] as his spell and chooses [Water is within] as his perk. [Water wings] is a high level spell that allows a caster to use water to fly and [Water is within] is a perk that improved his water magic by 20% per milestone

All four of the Mages chose [Mana Manipulation] and [Magical Proficiency] for their second free skill and Perk for their second milestone as Mages. Improving their control of spells and their ability to learn new spells.

Day 3

More potions made, more experiments, more sex with my brothers.

Night 3

Training trip with the whole family to the goblin arena to experience the fun for ourselves, personally.

The arena runs off a very particular Dungeon Law- Challengers must complete five trials to claim the prize, no spectators can be harmed.

This prevents any Adventurers that aren't competing directly from being injured and also allows for new goblins to passively spectate their stronger brethren fighting against Adventurers and learn from both challengers. The Arena is quite large allowing for the possibility of several bouts to occur at once. It also has enough seating for several thousand spectators. The space on the fifth floor is effected by Dungeon Magic so a several story tall Arena can fit underground.

The goblin 'champions' who die from challengers will respawn with their memories and soul intact after a certain period of time. It also has a secret underground level that's the new home for the goblin females and their progeny. Goblin numbers are steadily increasing, despite my tendency to massacre them at random. There's no real reward for us to participate in the Goblin arena other than for the experience, considering that me and mine are the ones that provide the custom loot in the first place. The goblins are instructed to try and avoid killing challengers if possible, but it's still dangerous as their instincts demand blood and death. Like mine, some days.

Each of my brothers are pitted against the goblins in one on one matches.

In this order, goblin, goblin shaman, goblin raider, hobgoblin warrior and finally hobgoblin knight.

Not all of them manage to get all the way to the end. Mostly my Alchemist brethren, they decline to continue after winning their bouts with the goblin shamans. Omega my scholarly brother, merely watches and records the matches, making note of the various strong points and weak points of the competitors.

Individually we vary in our success but as a single party, we're brutal and easily dispatch our enemies.

We stay in the goblin arena for a couple of hours so that Alpha and the Mages can improve their combat skills. Alpha progresses in his path as a Magical assassin, though his magic is limited until he gets his main class to 25 and can pick Mage as a subclass.

There's no competition as the dungeon is closed to outsiders overnight, ostensibly so that the Dungeon can regain mana lost from ten hours of Adventurers raiding it, the truth is more complicated.

The Research mages reach level 10 in their subclasses after many bouts against goblins and each continues to progress further along their own line of research.

Gamma chooses [Flame Shield] as his free spell and [Burning Star] as his Perk. [Flame Shield] allows for a kite shield size shield of flame to appear in front of the caster, providing a limited degree of protection against projectiles. [Burning Star] improves fire affinity by 20% per milestone. Gamma wants to use fire as his sword and shield. He's a little hot headed.

Delta chooses [Stone Wall] as his free spell and [Earth abounds] as his Perk. [Stone Wall] creates a stone wall in front of the caster, allowing for increased defence for themselves and or allies. [Earth abounds] improves earth affinity by 20% per milestone. Delta wants to build fortresses with earth magic.

Episolon chose [Synesthesia] as his free spell and [Clarity] as his free Perk. [Synesthesia] allows a caster to send a target's senses into disarray, making the gentle caress of a breeze into the sound of a whistle, excellent for confusing things when touch became taste, or smell or sound. [Clarity] provides a boost to mind magic (20% per milestone) along with reducing chance of negative mental conditions (confusion, tiredness, headaches, personality deviation). Episolon wants to be unassailable in the mental domain.

Zeta chose [Wave Strider] as his free spell and [Water is life] as his free Perk. [Wave Strider] is a powerful movement spell provided that there's water around. [Water is life] allows water to be used for healing. Zeta wants to be mobile and useful. A second healer in the party doesn't hurt.

Day 5

Second council meeting time. Dad and Frederic come to collect me, easily killing their way through five floors of dungeon monsters and the goblin arena, to find me bouncing up and down on Alpha's hard cock as I worked on diluting the goblin potion into something that had less dramatic side effects.

"Hey Dad, Frederic, how's it going?"

Dad just sighed. "I'm working hard while you're screwing around."

"Don't be so hard on the boy, he's contributing in his own way." Frederic said in an effort to defend me from my 'father's' criticism.

Alpha groaned as I continued to tease him during his 'training'. This was part of Alpha's physical and psychological training. He was in a squat position, his legs tensed as he became a chair for my pleasure, this would improve his physical strength as he'd have to maintain the position as my weight moved up and down, causing the weight he had to tolerate to vary from moment to moment. It also helped to train his mind to resist distraction, while remaining completely focused on his body. It was also a fun compromise for the fact that Alpha had little to offer while I worked in the potion room most of the time.

Alpha was completely naked, while Theta and I wore leather aprons to prevent splashbacks. While the leather aprons protected our fronts, they left our bare asses opened for fuck breaks and training. If Alpha persisted in his training, he could fully enjoy us during our 'fuck breaks' without restrictions. The leather aprons were easy to remove as needed, so it wasn't as much of a hindrance for when I wanted to fuck Theta.

"So what would you like for your prize? Equipment upgrades, pets or potions?" I asked, as I stopped moving and let Alpha tease me a little. His hands roamed around squeezing one hard nipple and my hard cock. He knew exactly how to get me horny, his cock was mine after all and it was sort of a game between us, as to who would cum first. The winner would gain the loser's energy. I tightened up around his cock, squeezing his cock with my anal muscles, gripping and releasing with practised ease.

"What kind of pets do you have?" Frederic asked, his face serious, while his hand idly groped the large bulge in his trousers.

"Shadow Wolves, Night Steeds or Acid slimes."

"Hmm, nothing I can't get myself then. What about the potions?"

"Well I'm working on a couple different grafting potions but they're still work in progress, this dungeon could do with some ogres or trolls to make um more normal potions." I said with increasing difficulty, Alpha was gaining the upper hand, using his strength to rock me back and forth on his cock, all while stroking my cock and squeezing my nipple. I was getting even hornier and the environment got a lot more heated.

Frederic fished out his hard cock out of his trousers. "What kind of equipment upgrades can you do?" He asked as he continued stroking that glorious piece of meat.

Theta was quick to finish up the potion he was working on and move over and drop to his knees wordlessly and deep throat Frederic's foot long cock. Frederic moaned and closed his eyes in relaxation.

"What is that anyway?" Dad asked, pointing at Theta then at Alpha.

"Humonculi brothers." I moaned as Alpha continued working me over, all while maintaining the squat, the fit bastard.

"Do you think that's wise?" Dad asked. "With what you are?"

"Works for me." I said no longer caring about anything but the hard cock inside me. I leaned back, to more fully enjoy the embrace of Alpha as he rocked me back and forth and about on his stiff cock.

Frederic made a half turn, moving himself and Theta so that Theta's butt was pointed towards Dad. "We should help him test out his work, see what the difference is between the copy and the original."

Dad sighed, rolled his eyes but ultimately a moment later, he had his hard cock buried in Theta's butt and a moment later he let out a growl and started hammering away, releasing all his pent up aggression and frustration on poor spit roasted Theta. Despite the 'abuse' Theta didn't complain, simply grabbed firm hold of Frederick's butt cheeks, while his nose was pressed against Frederic's pelvis and pubes as Dad ruthlessly and relentlessly rammed Theta from behind over and over again with his hard cock. [Enduring] allowed for any non fatal attack to provide an opportunity for growth.

Dad was fast and furious and came in record time. Frederic was quick to plug Theta's cum soaked asshole with his own stiff cock and seeing that Theta was tough enough to handle a pounding, pinned him to the ground and proceeded to rail him hard as well.

As for me, I turned around on Alpha's lap and proceeded to fight dirty with my younger brother, kissing him fiercely as I grope his pecs and squeeze tightly as I set a new rhythm on my mount...

Alpha promptly loses control of himself and promptly slams me on my back, pinning me to the ground and proceeds to energetically fuck the cum out of me. He wins but he cums a moment later, so it's probably a wash, a draw?

Meanwhile Frederic's still fucking Theta and Dad has joined in too, and they're double fucking Theta like they used to do to me daily. Fun times. I send out a telepathic call to my brothers to assemble. I'm still horny.

Beta and the mages are the first to arrive, the five of them nearby, as they were working on communal casting.

They're all wearing robes, with wyvern clothing underneath, magic is more temperamental when you're not paying attention, so they've been more industrious than I have.

Still their clothes are quick to come off and I'm soon surrounded by naked bodies that are more eager for a fuck break. Beta is quick to bend over and take my hard cock up his ass while Gamma is quick to slam his hard cock up my ass. Epsilon shoves his hard cock in my face, while Zeta and Delta pair off, with Zeta riding Delta's stiff cock. Alpha is quick to get his second wind and shoves his stiff cock alongside Delta's to doublefuck Zeta.

The small room is filled with the sounds of sex, thwacking of flesh against flesh, slurping of mouths on cocks, the moans and groans of fuckers and fuckees and the panting of exertion.

The others arrive to see us in orgy, Sigma with his pet Shadow Wolf, Omega with his ever present notebook, Omicron with his golem assistant. They're quick to join in for a bit of fun before we do something far more dangerous and risky. Epsilon helps link us all together in [Psychic Union] blurring the boundaries between us and making the sex more intense and frantic.

Some time later we all get dressed after an epic come down. Despite the downside of such a large and complex union, it came with some definite benefit. I understood Dad and Frederic more. Dad was seriously stressed managing the dungeon town and keeping my secrets. Frederic was more easy going as he knew he could simply escape into the woods if the worst happened. From them I gained more knowledge of combat, which I shifted off to Omega and Alpha to process.

"I don't think this is a good idea." Dad said.

I wasn't the only one to gain memories and experience, Dad and Frederic had learned more about me and my brethren, that I had ensoulled them and I was planning on coming out of the demon closet. While technically demons weren't a enemy any more after the end of the Demon War, some people would still not welcome a demon in their midst what with centuries of blood shed and horror between demons and the rest of 'civilised society'. Veterans of the demon war and Luminaries being the most worrying as what was legal and what was done in the dark were completely different. Typically ensoulling humonculi was a crime, due to necromancy being illegal but since it was done with my own soul, it was very borderline. Luckily for me I was the highest authority nearby so the only person I had to truly fear overruling my dubious decision was the king, who was a month's travel from me, unless of course he used a teleportation circle and then I'd be screwed but... well I refuse to live in fear.

I bring the whole dam family along with me to the council meeting.

The meeting this time is a lot more tame than it was the first time, attended by only a dozen people. Duggan accompanied by Badrick, Nessa and Deva, Stan and Emily, Paul and Dungeon Paul, Dad and Frederic, Arnie and Adrian.

Meanwhile I attended the meeting backed by my ten humonculi brothers.

"First of all before the meeting commences I want to make an announcement, I'm part incubi and these are my humonculi brothers."

There was some surprise on the faces of the participants but not as much as I expected, Stan and Emily seemed the most surprised, whereas the rest seemed merely surprised at my announcement rather than it's contents. I guess I hadn't been that discreet what with all the random 'growth spurts' and orgies.

"Aren't you afraid of Lumos wrath?" Emily asked.

"I'm somewhat concerned that Luminaries might try and cause trouble but they'd have to find me in the dungeon first, which will give me fair warning."

"Is that the real reason you wanted to form a dungeon town with your limited strength?" Duggan asked with a smirk.

"I may not be strong enough to fight them off now, but that's why I'm going to have knights. Right Stan?"

"Yeah, well, um, training will take some time."

"I'll be honest, I'm not going to insist anyone here stays in this town on my behalf as it may get dangerous, but then again, new dungeon towns are always risky propositions. It's just a case of whether you'd be willing to stand fast against Luminaries as well as all the other threats or not."

Frederic said "Well I'm with you for the long haul." Then he clapped a hand on Dad's shoulder "and you are too!"

"Yes, yes, we're not going anywhere for a while." Dad said in a less convincing manner, sounding very tired.

Stan and Emily exchanged a look, they had both gained a lot of power working under my direction and Emily said "We're not going anywhere."

Duggan shrugged "I'm not scared of Priests."

Nessa said "We'll not work against the church, or the army, that'd be bad for business but we won't bail, not after putting in so much effort into making our facilities servicable, you should come for a visit sometime soon."

Deva said, "I like having a Mage tower of my own, so I'll defend the town as necessary but I won't help against Luminaries."

Badrick smiled "I'll fight anyone, for the right price or for the experience."

Arnie sighed, "I'll protect the town from attacks but I will not be drawn into your personal problems."

Adrian said, "Me and my boys are with you."

Dungeon Paul said, "I'm not letting anyone slaughter my golden goose."

Paul said, "As always the Adventurers Guild will remain neutral on all conflicts. I cannot and will not provide assistance in open conflicts between factions."

"Fair enough, I appreciate all your support and now lets get back to a quick update on your various enterprises, then we can get on with our lives."

The meeting proceeded quickly after that, with each faction/representative providing a quick progress report on their areas of interest before I concluded the meeting.

Then I let my brothers out to pursue their own objectives, they hadn't had much of a chance to interact with other people.

We visited the Adventurer's Guild and we all registered into new teams, Alpha, Beta and I formed our own team, named the Immortals, Gamma, Zeta, Delta and Episolon formed their own Adventuring team named the Mindful Mages and Omicron, Sigma, Theta and Omega formed an adventuring team named the Masters of Matter.

I put in a request for alchemy/dungeon ingredients; namely ogres, giants, hydras and trolls, alive or dead, with a higher payout if they could capture a subject alive. If they were alive they could be fed to the dungeon as potential new mobs and if dead, they'd just provide a limited sample for new grafting/alchemical potions.

Then we returned to the dungeon for a Delve, it was kind of amusing in an odd way to wait in line with other Adventurers, it was good to see the spirit of adventure alive and well, a lot of wannabe solo adventurers were being let through, after the fifth floor was open, restrictions on entry to the dungeon had lessened and more people were allowed in. The first few floors were suitable for aspiring Adventurers, allowing for someone with no Class to kill a goblin and gain much needed combat experience and opportunity to level up.

The eleven of us made quick progress through the dungeon and we got back to real work, the Mages worked on their spell craft, the Alchemists worked on mass producing weapons and potions, Omega on his books, Alpha on his physical training and as for me, I worked on strategising for the future and also a little on potions and golem enchanting. Dungeon Paul's golem avatar was a rank or two above my efforts due to his access to a deeper pool of innate knowledge as a dungeon and much higher mana pool. I wanted to do my best to mimic his efforts with my own limited capability.

Most of my humonculi brothers had gotten their second Class except for Omega as Scholar was hard to level as combat didn't help, his path was the slowest of us all.

Day 6

Kered seeks me out in my potions room. I'm naked except for a leather apron and I'm seated on a `golem chair' working on a new grafting potion, along with Theta and Sigma. Theta and Sigma were moving about the room, doing various things, taking samples from our test subject, mixing various substances together. Busy busy.

Sigma was a level 15 Alchemist and a Level 8 Monster Tamer, with an affinity for mind magic. Theta was a level 18 Alchemist, level 10 Apothecary, with an affinity for mind and water magic.

Kered is not alone, he's accompanied by Sam, Dean, Minos and Alec.

On the table in front of me is a naked, soulless, mindless copy of Alpha's body, with the exact same traits as the `original'.

My goal was to mix together a grafting potion that combined Tunkux's beast kin traits along with Shadow Wolf inherent [Shadow Step] trait to make something particularly potent.

I've already wasted five bodies, in failed experiments, a couple becoming too animalistic, with the others displaying minimal or non existent improvement.

The experiments have not been a waste, I've learned a lot more about the extent of Shapeshifting, namely that the closer to the original `template' the easier it is to acquire a relevant trait. [Shadow step] has proven too difficult to claim from a living Shadow Wolf and dead ones provide nothing of use. Tunkux's blood has been recreated into humonculi with varying success, it's far harder to copy someone else's body than it is mine...

"I want to be stronger." Kered said, breaking my train of thought. I've found myself slipping into more and more random internal tangents from time to time, trying to think my way through various potential problems.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked. Neither Sigma or Theta were interested in communicating with outsiders. My family was very exclusive and insular, we didn't need to talk most of the time, communicating via telepathy and the exchange of fluids and energy. Only the strong were worthy of our attentions.

Sam interrupted. "What is up with that Golem?"

It was a reasonable question, the `golem' had a grip on my cock and was fucking into me while pinching my nipple. Before their entry it had just been a stationary golem stuck in a seated position that just happened to have a foot long rock cock lodged in my anus. After they arrived however, Dungeon Paul had possessed my golem sex chair and turned it into a golem fuck puppet for Dungeon Paul's will. He loved to embarrass me. He has a strange sense of humor.

Sam hadn't been at the meetings so he didn't know about Dungeon Paul.

"It's dungeon paul messing about." I moaned having been pushed face down into the crotch of the Alpha duplicate. It responded to the stimuli and it's cock hardened and I was pushed onto his stiff cock, forced into fellating the husk. It was alive, if barely, it lacked any agency, mentality or soul, just a meat husk, still, it's an attractive meat husk.

"Thought he already had a human body now?" Minos asked.

{I'm not limited to a single body like you, I can have several running at a time} Dungeon Paul [Broadcasted] to the group.

Theta and Sigma had already finished their time sensitive tasks and had moved around the table to kneel before Minos and Alec. Their lab coats did nothing to hide their stiff cocks. While my strange family doesn't like talking to outsiders, they're less bothered by fucking with strangers. It's nice to see Sigma engaged in something relatively normal for a charge. The deviant has been spending far too much time trying to gain animalistic traits as of late. Spending far too much time `experimenting' with his Shadow Wolf and Night Steed.

Aspiring Chimera kings are weird... Incubi Humonculi wanting to be Chimera Kings are weirder. A lot more fluids are involved. Sigma trained his shadow wolf, by smearing his blood into and onto horned rabbits, to make a tasty treat utilising [Sweet Damnation] along with [Demonic Whispers] to train the beast. I now know how to fuck a horned rabbit to death. Something I've never really wanted to know. Sigma has picked up some of my weirder darker urges via my soul fragment, my interests in beasts and monsters. It's made him a little odd, to put it mildly. I also know too much about night steeds now.

Neither of my brothers wore pants while they worked, it made it easier for them to nudge aside my leather apron and ride my cock, whenever they wanted/needed a top up of energy.

"If I knew this was the welcome I'd get for winning the Arena, I would have visited sooner." Minos said as he fucked Sigma's throat.

"We definitely need to visit more" Alec said as Theta worked on his cock.

Sam and Dean moved around the two and knelt down behind my brothers and stuck their hard cocks into their asses.

As for Kered's eyes, they grew vacant and he moved towards me, moving around the table to watch as I was spit roasted between a husk and a rock golem.

After I orgasmed, Dungeon Paul abandoned the golem and reverted back into a golem sex chair.

While I didn't need sex as much as I did outside the mana rich environment of the dungeon, I still had a craving for it. The sex chair provided a relaxing substitute and my brothers a welcoming hole if I needed that.

I was the first to cum, Dungeon Paul fucked me hard in order to get me to cum quickly. His attentions have been more erratic as of late since he got a human body to play with. He's got a couple of them now, he uses them to spit roast Felix.

Michael's moved out into Deva's tower. He's learning magic from her and Sandra.

Research Mages have set up in the dungeon core's room to benefit off the concentrated mana.

"Sure I'll help you, anything for a friend." I gave him a somewhat sweaty hug as the others proceed to engage in carnal pleasure.

I took a sample of Kered's blood to create a humonculi for testing purposes. He had wanted to be stronger and stealthier and it shouldn't be too much of an issue to create a variation on the potion planned for Alpha to make him stronger and capable of stealthier movement. Kered lacked certain qualities to make full advantage of the probable transformation but one shadow step is better than no shadow steps. Shadow step is useful for escape purposes and a wolf kin/demi human body would improve his base stats significantly.

I took Kered on a tour of the facilities while the other continued fucking around.

Day 12

I came out of the dungeon, along with all my brothers and a handful of golems for another council meeting/weekly check up. I figured it wouldn't hurt to have more backup since I was leaving my home territory to venture above ground. It's a little weird to think of the dungeon as my home but it had everything I could ever want or need.

I had changed again, [Shapeshifting] into a more combat capable form, that was less bulky. I had converted some of my mass into a more streamlined figure, halfway between Beta's slim build and Alpha beefy build, for a more 'generic' athletic build. Except there were a couple of distinctive differences, for starters, demonic wings and a demon's tail. Now that I had revealed my secret to the 'council', I had no more interest in hiding who or what I was. It wasn't much of a secret to begin with in the Adventurer's circles, since I was often balls deep in Theta when successful adventurers showed up for a prize. The draining from Theta as he 'rewarded' male adventurers was a definite clue that something weird was going on. That and all the weird experiments going on.

I was getting quite the nickname for myself, I heard whispers that I was now known as the 'Monstrous Alchemist'. I kind of liked the nickname. My alterations to my body weren't simply decorative, my demon wings allowed for limited gliding, though their best use after rigorous testing was [Double Jump] & [Feather Fall]. [Double Jump] allowed me to effectively jump again while in mid air by focusing my wings to flap really hard to alter trajectory. [Feather Fall] just allowed me to make use of my wings to cause an updraft to slow down my body when landing. Two very useful Skills to improve survivability. The tail simply was useful as a fifth limb, allowing me to mix even more potions by using the sharp edge to slice and dice and even tenderise certain ingredients.

I wasn't the only one that had changed, my brothers had also changed and developed over the last few days.

Most of my brothers had reached level 25 in their main Classes and had chosen their third Classes. Except for Omega, the runt of the litter.

Alpha was a level 28 Warrior, level 20 Magical Assassin, level 10 Mage Beta was a level 26 Mage, level 25 Water Mage, level 10 Earth Mage Gamma was a level 25 Mage, level 24 Fire Mage, level 10 Earth Mage (aiming towards a Magma Mage) Delta was a level 25 Mage, level 20 Earth Mage, level 15 Water Mage (aiming towards a Mud Mage) Epsilon was a level 25 Mage, level 24 Mind Mage, level 13 Water Mage (aiming towards a Mistifying Mage) Zeta was a level 25 Mage, level 23 Water Mage, level 10 Mind Mage (aiming towards a Mistifying Mage) Sigma was a level 25 Alchemist, level 15 Monster Tamer, level 10 Mage (aiming towards Chimera King) Omicron was a level 25 Alchemist, level 20 Blacksmith, level 12 Mage (aiming towards Mecha Master) Theta was a level 25 Alchemist, level 20 Apothecary, level 15 Mage (aiming toward Drug Kingpin)

Omega was at level 15 Scholar, level 14 Mage, aiming towards Magic Scribe.

Due to an influx of new adventurers into the dungeon, the dungeon has become operational all day and night and has developed a sixth floor, which is the warg riders floor, though the most meaningful change is that the first three floors are up to three instances, with the fourth floor having two instances, allowing for more adventurers to pillage the dungeon.

My brothers and I have been working hard on our various tasks day and night, with only the ocassional break to fuck around and on rare occasions, sleep. Alpha has taken over Felix's old role of training the goblins in the goblin arena, when Felix left the dungeon. Most of my brothers took to making use of the goblin arena to train against active Adventurers, mostly the Mages, who needed to work on their combat spells. This made the goblin arena even more popular as now the Adventurers could train themselves against Mages. My mage brothers mostly held back so as not to kill their opponents and Beta and Zeta were around to practice their healing magics on willing participants. To a warrior training against casters is a rare opportunity. Most Mages don't deign to train with commoners due to inherent Classism, in both senses of the word. Mages are deadly to low leveled warriors as their magic gives them a versatile arsenal to throw at them at random. The new and improved arena gives them the opportunity to practice against Mages and learn effective counters.

Alpha has picked up a couple of interesting Perks and Skills as a result. [Overcharge] a Mage's Perk to allow him to hold a higher amount of mana than would be wise temporarily which allows his mana capacity to be higher for a brief time to do more magical damage. [Charge] a Warriors Skill, that allows him to go full speed at a target, increasing his max damage based on speed, weapon and distance travelled.

The progress of advancement has slowed to a crawl past level 25, and I'm only at level 36 as an Alchemist despite my best efforts to progress faster and with a literal mountain of materials to make use of and ten brothers/sons/creations accumulating experience like crazy.

Still my efforts at golem enchanting and potioneering haven't been without success. I've managed to make a couple of effective grafting potions for Kered and for Alpha, though Kered's didn't work as well as I liked and he did end up a little hairier as a result (eg full pelt of black hair all over his body), he didn't mind that much since he gained a lot in the process. Namely the ability to [Shadow Step] short distances and increased strength, reflexes, hearing, sense of smell and regeneration. Alpha's results were even better, though subtler when not activated, were more extreme when active.

The council meeting was relatively brief and simple with everyone reporting their various efforts and successes over the last week. Duggan was working on a concert hall, Nessa on upgrading her brothel, Deva on her Mage Tower, Arnie on arming and training the burgeoning army, Paul on managing the influx of newly registering Adventurers, Dad on the massive amounts of administrative duties I'd left to him.

Dad and Deva had even come up with a new currency in order to have a stop gap measure due to the lack of traditional coinage in play. Essential Deva used earth magic to create stone coins of various sizes and enchanted them to have sufficient durability, she also took the liberty of putting different faces on the various denominations. My face was on the highest version, the gold equivalent, while hers was on the silver, and dad's on the copper. The 'money' would only be good in town but it served it's purpose well enough for trade to happen.

Afterwards I had a quick look around the new town, Deva accompanied me on the tour along with Alpha and Beta and a couple of golems. My other brothers were busy with their own activities. They grow up so fast. cries

I check out her Mage Tower and exchange a greeting with Sandra and Michael, neither are particularly pleased to see me.

I visit the central wall, that has a single entrance with a golem operated gate to allow or disallow visitors. The gate when closed activates all the defensive magics on the wall, Deva has been very busy in an effort to defend her Mage tower.

I visit the burgeoning merchants' district which is handling the influx of goods from within the dungeon and from the further reaches of town, the wooden shacks have been demolished and replaced with stone buildings with armed guards.

The rock wall, dividing the merchants and the 'workers' homes is far less impressive with no enchantments, just piles upon piles of rocks, with a couple of wooden watchtowers overseeing the entrance. The workers homes are often simple wooden shacks, designed and built solely to sleep in and nothing more. Most of my citizens are single men for some reason.

The city wall that delineates the growing town from outside influences is very much a work in progress. Hundreds, possibly over a thousand men are hard at work making a quasi stone wall/pallisade.

Beyond the city wall is the forest and the temple to Bodecia and the Knights that protect it and the town.

It's a somewhat unusual arrangement but I have little interest in micromanaging my supposed subjects.

I leave Beta to assist the workers with some golems and earth magic while I visit Stan and Emily.

Stan is busy training the men I rescued from the bandits in all the skills necessary to unlock Knight as a Class. They're working hard and getting quite sweaty as a result, I help cool them off with some 'rain'.

Emily is less busy as she's got only a handful of women assisting her in the Temple of Nature. She had it built in a center of a clearing.

The forest itself is also busy and noisy with the sounds of thousands of people roaming it in order to collect herbs, plants and captured animals. There's also woodcutters clearing the forest near the town to make it easier to detect invasions of beasts or men and also to collect fire wood and construction materials.

After saying hello to them, I pop into Nessa's brothel to have a chat with her, she's quite well informed about the various movements of armies for a 'madame'. Busy days ahead. I pay a quick visit to my errant boy whores and double team them with Alpha.

Day 19

First Noble's Challenge

A thief interrupts the council meeting announcing that a noble has arrived wanting to challenge me for control over the town. I sighed and got off my chair and sent out a [Telepathic] call to my brothers to convene. It doesn't take them long to assemble as they're not that far away, most of them engaged in some kind of shopping in the merchant's district.

The noble came with three Mages, a dozen Adventurers and a hundred soldiers, none of which posed much of a problem to my forces.

Nobles fighting over territories can get complicated, though the general principle remains the same, the strong survive and the weak are at the mercy of the strong.

There's generally three standard formats for a noble's challenge of a territory.

Champion fight – your champion against mine, winner takes all.

Army clash – usually used when one noble has a bigger army. One army against the other until a victor.

All out – no rules, just pure viciousness, this is kind of the catch all format, and can take various aspects of victory. Could be a seige warfare, an economic undermining, character assassination, actual assassination, poisoning. Generally the idea of this is that while the options of dispute are varied, the conditions for the losing noble is typically fatal. The reason the King allows for nobles to fight over valuable territory is to determine merit, those who cannot hold territory against those within the kingdom are unlikely to be able to hold fast against external enemies.

In the first form, death is not necessary, simply a defeat will do, though deaths aren't uncommon for a champion.

The second form typically is determined by the death of 60% of one of the forces or until an obvious victor is determined.

The third form, the loser and possibly all the forces are forfeit dependant on the whims on the winner.

We exchange introductions, his name is Phillip and he's a minor noble from Essex.

I ask "How would you like to challenge me?"

He looked at my forces and said "Champion fight?"

"Accepted."

I send Alpha to fight on my behalf, he's a lot better suited for a one on one fight, what with his higher physical stats and assassin skills honed from weeks of combat training in the goblin arena. Alpha is level 30, compared to the Level 50 Proto Legend (Warrior, Magic Swordman, Mage, Enchanter) on Phillip's side.

"Are you sure? My champion is at least 20 levels higher than yours."

"I'm sure." I said, placing my hand on Alpha's back, infusing him with 90% of my mana capacity.

Alpha makes use of [Beast Mode] a full body transformation technique granted by my specialised grafting potion mixing traits of Tunkux, Munaac and Sigma's enhanced Shadow Wolf, to become a beast man. His whole body expands, becoming thicker, stronger and bestial, his face in particular warps into an inhuman wolf shape, his jaws and particularly teeth becoming more canine and vicious. His clothes are ruined by the transformation but it doesn't matter much as he coats his spear with [Shadow Blade] and hurls it at his opponent who's temporarily shocked by the transformation and Alpha's nudity, especially his massive erection. Fighting gets Alpha hard and horny, blame it on the demon traits.

Despite the Proto Legend's moment of distraction he still manages to side step and smack down the spear with his enchanted blade, knocking it to the ground. "Takes more than that to take me down." It doesn't matter much, that spear throw was a feint to distract and occupy the enemy.

The very next second Alpha has [Shadow Step]ped a few steps away from his enemy, travelling a dozen meters instantaneously, before using [Charge] to rush full speed at the opponent while using [Shadow Blade] on his claws before he pounced on the poor guy, slashing with his magically enhanced claws and biting on the opponents neck. He doesn't stand a chance as 300 pounds of pure beast rips him into bloody pieces and chews on his bones.

Alpha finishes his bloody feast in moments to Phillips shock and his army's shock. My side is inured to insanity by now and when Alpha looks up at the opposing army and then back at us only to clatter/scramble/rush on all fours at Beta like a wild beast, noone even thinks of getting in his way or running away, Beta ends up pinned to the ground, with his pants clawed off and immediately mounted from behind by a horny beast man, they're not that shocked. Sigma even pulls out his cock to shove it into Alpha's bloody maw as he ruts into Beta's butt. My brothers are weird but oh so lovable. Alpha's cock is even larger and thicker in Beast Mode form, though his consideration of decency is less evolved than usual. It measures 14 inches and is thick and very fun to ride... Not that I've spent a lot of time bouncing on hybrid human/wolf cock. Not at all.

"Lumos preserve us." Phillip mutters in shock.

I collect the fallen warrior's soul to enrich my own, it's worth 1% of my soul, soul damage takes age to fix, luckily there's a nigh inexhaustible supply of goblins to massacre at home. Though goblin souls feel grimy to devour personally, I usually offer them to Nil instead, this human soul is much more satisfying, no wonder my future self killed so many humans. Something to think about later.

"Would you like a rematch or a variation on the conditions?" I asked smugly watching as my three brothers amuse themselves. It's not a very proper way to conduct a battlefield negotiation but I find the growling to be quite stimulating. My other brothers just watch with idle amusement as Beta is buggered in front of an audience of strangers.

"No, I surrender, mercy." Phillip drops to his knees looking downright terrified, his eyes fixated on Alpha's tail as it sways back and forth as he drives his inhuman cock into Beta's gaping hole.

I use [Shadow Step] to travel the short distance to stand in front of the defeated noble, my own trousers straining at the front, worked up after watching my horny brothers going at it. Phillip's eyes widen as my crotch is at his eye level and his eyes traveled upwards to see me smile evilly. "Up you get, welcome to Nilbog where everything becomes upside down." I said as I pulled him up and into my arms for a brief hug and I press myself against him and whisper into his ear. "I'm very good to my friends and downright diabolical to my enemies," nudging him slightly so that he could see the shattered bones of his former champion. "What would you like to be?" I said louder as I released him. He smelled nice and his fear was intoxicating. I definitely needed to fuck someone soon.

"Frrriends." He stuttered, scared half out of his mind.

"Excellent. Welcome to Nilbog, I hope you enjoy your stay. Zeta show them to the town hall and get them settled."

I waved them away, watching with sick amusement as the invading army was led deeper into the heart of my town by my clothed brethren. As for me, I waited till the last Adventurer was out of sight before [Shadow Step]ping behind Sigma and ramming my stiff cock into his warm wet hole. The question was whether the cum inside him was human or animal, I decided it best not to find out and slid my hands under his shirt to grope his slim chest and squeeze his hard nipples. It didn't take long for Alpha to finish rutting into Beta, Alpha immediately becoming unconscious after dumping a thick load into him. His beast mode was short lived, he fought, he fed, he fucked and now he slept, shifting slowly into human form.

Beta's butt was not unoccupied for long as Sigma sidled up around Beta and slammed his own stiff cock into Beta's cum slicked hole. I made do with Beta's mouth.

Sometime later after Sigma and I had fucked our loads into Beta, Beta summoned a golem to carry a naked and unconscious Alpha through the streets. In another city, this would be bizaare but in my city, everything is crazy, so nobody spoke up about it. Then again my city was ruled by an incubi, so insanity is to be expected.

Alpha's Beast mode was an imitation of one of the Beastmen's strongest abilities. Typically it's referenced as Ancestor mode, and is used by the strongest member of the tribe, usually the alpha, tribal leader. The specific details of transformation varies based on the particular tribe and race, as some have divine ancestors, those born from unions of earlier gods and beasts, or from druids who utilised beast magic through divine magic. Or those beasts who simply evolved into bipedal forms, or those descended from dragons, polymorphed or otherwise.

I made use of the Werebeast serum to teach myself [Shadow Step] along with a suitable incantation. Shadow step: sink into shadow and become darkness, traverse space and time and appear before my enemies.

It's an exclusive product that I've made only for Kered and Alpha, still have to work out a lot of the issues. Alpha took to it better than Kered, due to the inherent malleability of demons for shapeshifting.

day 30

Nilbog receives an unexpected delegation of visitors, Elven royalty, specifically Kal and Dagara's father. It's not a large amount of them, but they're all Demigods, the rank above Legends, level 100's and it's frankly terrifying.

I welcome them with open arms as there's not much choice in the matter. It proves a welcome distraction to the three armies laying seige to the city. Three mid rank nobles arrived on the same day and are simultaneously sieging us, while protecting themselves against backstabbing. They're not allies, they're competitors to claim Nilbog for themselves. They all had large armies with at least 500 men at arms each, they had all chosen army clash as their armies were superior to mine but they ended up with cold feet once they found out how many Mages I had and that even if they won, they could be challenged by the other two armies and would most likely lose, gaining nothing and losing everything. So we were in a weird four way battle stand off.

The dungeon has grown to eight floors, with goblin shamans leading large groups of goblins on floor 7 and hobgoblin knights on the eight floor.

The Elven Delegation has SIX Demigods. The King the highest leveled of them all as an Master Druid, able to channel the forces of nature into weapon of war, a fortress and even to modify the weather, with a particular focus on plants. He's accompanied by a Blade Dancer, a grandmaster of all things with a sharp edge, a Rune Warrior, a spellcasting warrior equally capable of throwing a punch or a spell, a Shadow Walker, able to travel over long distances instantaneously via the Dark Plane, a Elemental archer, an archer who can fire off storms of elemental arrows and last but not least a Champion of War, a Warrior, Priest of the God of War, Blacksmith, Mage and Enchanter.

Demigods have five Classes that mix together, to form a powerful combination, typically only achieved by the long lived races as each level after 50 gets harder and harder to achieve for mere mortals.

Suffice to say, a powerful group of strangers.

I go out to meet them, retracting my wings and tail to prevent any misunderstandings. Elves typically hate demons, and dislike most of the rest of the world's races for one reason or another, when you live as long as Elves, you end up with a lot of grudges.

Elves are an odd race, they're very powerful but due to their inherent traits they're also the target of much desire and hatred. Elves can live for thousands of years and as such they tend to remember things that are often history to shorter lived races. They tend to have grudges against a lot of the sapient races. Humans for the tendency to try and raid them for slaves and or alchemy products. Demons because they can live even longer than elves and are even more powerful and dangerous than Elves and are far more numerous. Dwarves because they plunder the land for its resources and fashion them into weapons for other races among other reasons. They have a complicated relationship with the demi humans/beast men. Their only known fondness for another race is that of dragons due to their nature as mana sources and sheer power and dryads because they're wardens of forests.

"Welcome to Nilbog, how may I assist you?" I asked as politely as I can manage, I'm only level 40 and their presence is worrying.

"You have my daughter somewhere in this town. Bring her to me."

"Of course, I'll arrange it immediately. I'll send a messenger to collect her."

I use [Soul Resonance] to send a message to Theta to collect her and her brother from their estate, located next to my father's home office.

She arrives minutes later along with her brother.

"Father!" She cried out and ran to embrace him. He sweeps her up into his arms and glares at his son, who stands awkwardly off to the side.

I have no idea what's up with either of them and I don't really want to know.

"Have they been mistreating you?" He asked and I'm immediately nervous.

Dagara could kill me with a sentence. I have no chance to even escape from the six Elven men if they were to turn hostile.

Dagara looks at me for a long moment before sighing, "No, he's barely even paid attention to us, he's too busy playing with his 'brothers' to mistreat us." She said, using air quotes when she said 'brothers'.

"Hmm we'll talk about this at home."

"I don't want to go home, I'm happy here, I have friends now and a life."

"This is human territory how could you be happy with these..." He stopped himself before he said something that could end with another war. Elves are powerful but they're not very fertile, which means their numbers rise ever so slowly much to the disappointment of alchemists and Elven Kings of which there are a few. It's been a while since the last Elven, human war and humanity has generally been on 'good' terms for the last couple of decades but the tendency of Elves to end up slaves and as a buffer against Demons has made diplomatic relationships between the two races fragile. At least that's what I've heard from Nessa, who knows a lot about different races and their particular interests.

"It's not that bad, I am getting stronger every day, thanks to the dungeon and my friends."

"This is your fault, she should be at home in the forests learning to be a Queen, not in the mud with monsters." He said angrily to his son.

"I shouldn't have taken her outside the forest." Kal said bowing his head in shame.

Personally I didn't care about any of this and I didn't want to get involved. "Well I should leave and let you discuss this between yourselves."

"Let's see this town of yours." The King said changing the topic in a direction I didn't much care for.

I took him on a tour through the city, stopping at various points of interest, including Emily's temple, the various defensive walls and towers, before ending at the Dungeon.

He was underwhelmed by the town and annoyed by the town's name. Generally he wasn't a fan of anything I had to show him.

I ended up learning his name at least, King Braern FenVaris the second, with the appearance of a forty year old man with the pointed ears of the Elves, he was roughly two thousand years old and had the ability to turn the entire city into a forest on a whim. He's armed with only a staff, with a silver crown and form fitting silvery body armor that I recognise as mithril.

"Feel free to look around the town and make yourself at home."

"I will." He left along with his children and his escorts and climbed the mountain. I watched in awe and horror as he turned the mountain top into a fortress/palace.

I had Dalton and the other merchants send tributes to the Elven King and retreated to my dungeon home to hide.

Day 31

Dad comes and finds me in the dungeon, which isn't hard since he had a dungeon pass engraved on his hand which allowed him to teleport at will.

"I'm leaving town."

"Wait. Why?"

"I have other commitments, I've been gone from Respite too long already and since the Elves are here, I doubt anyone will be stupid enough to attack the town for a long while."

"I'll miss you."

"I'm sure you'll be fine. Frederic will be joining me."

"Fuck."

Dad left, along with Frederic and Minos and Dale, along with their entire parties back to Respite. The town feels lonelier without them but at least I have my brothers to keep me company.

More bad news arrives as Kal comes to see me to inform me that Dagara and Braern have come to an arrangement, she can stay in town as long as the Shadow Walker whose name turned out to be Ailuin Presydark, apparently his family line is famous for their skill with shadow magic.

I would have preferred it if all the Elves left... Still I guess it doesn't hurt that there's a level 100 Shadow Walker in town. The most notable ability of a Shadow Walker is their ability to travel long distances via shadows, along with others, though the more people along, the higher the mana costs are.

Apparently the royal retinue was teleported home via shadow magic as it's easier for the Elven King to return to his domain than it is for him to travel into unknown human territory. Travelling through shadow magic, requires a knowledge of the place you're going to.

Kal and Dagara have been moved to the Elven Palace at the top of the mountain per their father's command, with their Demigod protector, the beast kin pair are allowed to be their retainers while Melville's role is overshadowed by Ailuin.

Melville is quick to come visit to complain about losing his party. I do my best to distract him and after a couple hours of sweaty sex, he's sufficiently mollified. I have him join the Masters of Matter on their dungeon delve which will let him continue his efforts as a scout and allow him to get fucked by four of my younger brothers and improve his stats via [Make a Man out of you].

Day 33

I venture outside making the best of a bad situation to make the most of the leverage I have on the three armies. They saw the Elven Demigods show up and create a Palace on top of the mountain, as it's kind of hard to miss.

I tell them a variation on the truth, that I have an Elven princess upon my mountain watched by a Shadow Walker and it'd be best if they stopped trying to take my city from me and instead worked with me in order to make the place better. They give in to the reality that even if they won against me, they'd still end up losing or having to share with the other two, so they might as well join up under me and save themselves the hassle.

Or at least that's probably the impression they're trying for. I know thanks to the subtle use of mind magic, that they're all scheming against me but I don't really care. I've placed Omega in charge of administrative work for the city and Epsilon in charge of 'information gathering'. If they act out, I'll just have Alpha take care of them and simply

day 60

Days blur into each other, I spend the majority of my time inside the dungeon working on my Alchemy, I only leave the dungeon for council meetings or emergencies, I usually bring a golem or two for the trip to discourage assassination attempts, of which there have been a few... I finally found out that it's all Regnauld's fault, I should have just killed him instead of leaving him alive to plot against me. I managed to use [Earth's Grasp] on one assassin, allowing me to interrogate him after he tried to kill me while I visited Nessa's brothel, on my weekly visit to Melville's room. He tried to kill me when I was naked and balls deep in Melville. Rude. He just popped out a shadow.

This allows me to chat to the `council' on important matters and perform random inspections of my territory and the progress of my knights. I also try and hunt down spies and saboteurs.

The dungeon keeps growing with the goblins getting smarter and stronger over time, more monsters are added to the collective.

It's still a mostly goblin dominated dungeon.

day 90

Double disaster, Dagara finds out she's pregnant and Ailuin is not impressed when he finds out that I'm sort of the father, along with a Dungeon. He brings the King and his Royal retinue back and we have words...

If that wasn't bad enough since it's been over three months and I've managed to keep my claim over Nilbog during the most dangerous first few months, the Immortal King, ruler of Feros visits along with the infamous S ranked Adventurer party, Irregulars. They've come to receive my oath of fealty.

The question is, Am I willing to swear my loyalty to a king, when I'm already bound by a dungeon contract. A man shouldn't try and serve two masters. It's definitely a problem and I have no idea what to do about it.

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Author's Notes: This chapter was a nightmare to finish, seven drafts, trying to make it perfect, only to run out of steam halfway through due to 'sleepiness'. I've come to the conclusion that I'm trying to do too much in a chapter and it's making everything a lot harder than it needs to be. The next chapter is going to be much shorter, I really shouldn't try and make the chapters thematically coherent and should just stick to nice 20kb chapters, that way I don't leave chapters in the too hard basket for weeks/months/years at a time and lose all momentum.

Next chapter: Irregulars – Lucius meets with the Irregulars and is offered a choice that could change his life forever.