After a few days of farming and gathering soulcores, we decided to check out the boss guarding the entrance to the Underground Forest’s second floor.
It was called Giant Lightning Eel, and the name fit, though perhaps they could’ve added the word flying.
“Only ranged attacks will reach it,” I said, conjuring my ice bow.
Esme did the same. I squinted to aim at the giant eel floating in the air, then released my arrow.
Direct hit. But the wisp of shadow that bled off the creature was barely big enough to notice.
“Shit. We’re not strong enough.”
The eel must not have liked it. Electricity flashed across its body. It sent a bolt toward us. I backstepped just in time as the bolt zapped where I’d been standing, causing the grass to sizzle and catch fire.
“Should we retreat?” Ayla asked upon coming close to my side.
I turned to see Tara, standing a few paces behind us, obviously eager to heal us with her water magic. Though I wanted to descend to the second floor of the Underground Forest, I couldn’t risk my girls.
“Back to the temple,” I said.
Once we got there, I faced the creepy doll and checked my stats:
Soul Level: 9
Strength: 1
Intelligence: 1
Agility: 3
Endurance: 1
Vigor: 1
Mind: 1
Luck: 1
Soulcores Required for Next Level: 200 (336)
It was painful to pay 200 soulcores to increase a single stat by a single point.
“You’re ripping me off,” I said to the doll.
“Supply and demand, Remy.” Its creepy face twitched. “Have you a better way to spend 200 soulcores?”
“That’s two nights at the onsen. Two nights of crazy sex with four gorgeous women.”
“What’s more important? Pleasure, or power?”
I shook my head. “I don’t have to choose between them. I can have both.”
I begrudgingly paid 200 soulcores and upgraded my strength to 2. It would make my ice arrows stronger, which I needed since it seemed we lacked the damage to defeat the eel.
My arms bulged, and a sense of strength coursed through my veins. My body felt heavier in the most satisfying way. And then everything returned to normal.
I turned to the girls. “Let’s farm.”
We spent the day farming and fucking. I managed to put another point into strength thanks to all the gargoyles we killed.
I’d promised Maria I would deflower her, and I did. Esme sat in the corner and watched while pleasuring herself. Tara stayed outside and enjoyed the experience via her tether with Maria. I repeated what I’d done to Tara. Maria seemed to enjoy it just as much.
Maria left satisfied. Now it was Ayla’s turn.
Going from Maria’s petite form to Ayla’s gloriously curvy body was delightful. I sucked Ayla’s tits for half an hour, bouncing between them and resting my head in the middle. Then I decided to try something I’d always wanted to try. I slid my dick between her breasts, poured some oil on them, and titty fucked her.
I came all over her neck, then decided I wanted to fuck her doggy style. All the while, Esme sat in the corner and pleasured herself, her delighted moans combining with our own.
“Come here, Esme.”
I ordered Ayla to get on her knees in a doggy style position. Then I ordered Esme to lie down under Ayla’s pussy, and watch closely as I pounded it.
Both girls came and came as I fucked and fucked. The bed we’d set up in the tent, which we’d perched outside the temple’s illusory wall, was now soaked.
Later, I went back to the Giant Lightning Eel, alone, and tested my arrows against it.
The shadows that erupted were slightly bigger, but still not big enough. I dodged a few lightning strikes, grateful for my 3 points in agility. We needed a bigger power up to take this beastie down.
I woke up early in the morning along with Esme. The two of us farmed before breakfast, mainly killing those stupid gargoyles that seemed to be unlimited in the Underground Forest. The whole place was strange and spectral, full of glowing plants, fireflies, and whatever it was in the sky that imitated the stars.
“What is the eel weak to?” I asked Esme while we both fired arrows at gargoyles.
“It’s a lightning eel, so it’s weak to water.” That was obvious. I should’ve realized.
“But it’s flying too high to reach with my water whip. And Tara is a healer. She belongs in the back of our formation, not at the front.”
“Your soulbond didn’t level up?”
I shook my head. “She’s been a slave her whole life. I don’t think it’ll be quite as easy as it was with you and Ayla. Even though I’m nothing like Saran, I’m still a man, and she’s feared men her whole life.”
“Spend more time with her. It’s too bad we can’t go back to the onsen.”
I’d leveled up Ayla and Esme’s soulbonds at the onsen. We couldn’t go there anymore because we were wanted fugitives above land.
There was nothing like an onsen to relax you, though.
“I have an idea.” I snapped my fingers. “What if we make our own onsen?”
“Umm… how?”
“Here in the Underground Forest. There are plenty of hot springs all around us. They’re just infested with fucking—“ I sniped another gargoyle. “Gargoyles.”
Esme giggled. She tousled her luscious blue locks. “You’re not wrong. What we need is a shield crystal. That way, we can cast a barrier to keep monsters out.”
If we could cast a barrier, we could not only build an onsen, but a small village. I could invite people from above ground to settle down here, like that woman I met in the pleasure house who dreamed of becoming a seamstress. Ruby was her name. Perhaps she could craft gear for us.
“Where can we get a shield crystal?”
“There are spare ones in the Port City. But they’re under heavy guard, and everyone is going to be on the lookout for you.”
That was probably a no-go. “Where else?”
“The old lodge where we curseborn used to live. There might be one there.”
“Is the lodge no longer in operation?”
Esme shook her head. “It’s long been abandoned, ever since our caretaker passed.”
“Let’s go. Just me and you. We’ll inform the others later.”
“Of course, Remy.” Esme smiled, her pale skin looking ethereal in the glow of these strange stars. “Though I love our little group, sometimes I miss when it was just the two of us.”
I planted a kiss on her forehead, then a more passionate one on her soft lips. “You’ll always be the first woman who unlocked my heart, Esme.”
She nestled her chin on my shoulder. “Aww. That means a lot to me.”
We fast traveled to the overworld, then got in the rickshaw. The drive to the lodge would take two hours. As usual, I let Esme drive. Although I enjoyed driving too, I wanted everyone to have several roles in my harem. Esme seemed to like driving, so I’d always let her.
“We need a faster mount,” I said. “We need a lot of things.”
I was beginning to feel the strain of my ambitions. There were so many power ups we needed in order to advance deeper into the Underground Forest, conquer the island, and defeat the Shadowsoul’s tethers. I wanted to achieve all my goals, but I wasn’t anywhere close.
As the common saying goes, Rome wasn’t built in a day.
“We’ll have to buy a better mount from somewhere,” Esme said. “How many goldcores do you have?”
I checked my soul storage.
Goldcores: 8
“Only 8.”
“50 will buy us a carriage, like the kind Saran uses,” Esme said.
Just hearing that name made me want to retch. “Or I could just steal his.”
“I doubt he’s going to be going anywhere without at least a hundred guards.”
Esme was right. I couldn’t take down a hundred guards, yet.
“We spent all of yesterday killing gargoyles and only managed to get 4 goldcores,” I said.
“Well, we also spent half the day fucking.” Esme laughed.
“So if we cut out the fucking, we’ll get maybe 8 per day.”
“Please don’t cut out the fucking.” Esme looked at me with sad puppy eyes. Since she basically watched and derived maximal enjoyment every single time I fucked anyone, she had much to lose.
“I’m just being hypothetical. There’s no way in hell I would do that.”
Esme let out a relieved breath. “You look tired. Did you sleep well?”
I shook my head. “There’s a lot that needs doing, so it’s hard to sleep.”
She caressed my hair, then pushed my head onto her shoulder. “Take a nap. I’ll wake you up once we’re there.”
I felt so cared for. Despite the bumpy ride, it was easy to fall asleep.
After a few days of farming and gathering soulcores, we decided to check out the boss guarding the entrance to the Underground Forest’s second floor.
It was called Giant Lightning Eel, and the name fit, though perhaps they could’ve added the word flying.
“Only ranged attacks will reach it,” I said, conjuring my ice bow.
Esme did the same. I squinted to aim at the giant eel floating in the air, then released my arrow.
Direct hit. But the wisp of shadow that bled off the creature was barely big enough to notice.
“Shit. We’re not strong enough.”
The eel must not have liked it. Electricity flashed across its body. It sent a bolt toward us. I backstepped just in time as the bolt zapped where I’d been standing, causing the grass to sizzle and catch fire.
“Should we retreat?” Ayla asked upon coming close to my side.
I turned to see Tara, standing a few paces behind us, obviously eager to heal us with her water magic. Though I wanted to descend to the second floor of the Underground Forest, I couldn’t risk my girls.
“Back to the temple,” I said.
Once we got there, I faced the creepy doll and checked my stats:
Soul Level: 9
Strength: 1
Intelligence: 1
Agility: 3
Endurance: 1
Vigor: 1
Mind: 1
Luck: 1
Soulcores Required for Next Level: 200 (336)
It was painful to pay 200 soulcores to increase a single stat by a single point.
“You’re ripping me off,” I said to the doll.
“Supply and demand, Remy.” Its creepy face twitched. “Have you a better way to spend 200 soulcores?”
“That’s two nights at the onsen. Two nights of crazy sex with four gorgeous women.”
“What’s more important? Pleasure, or power?”
I shook my head. “I don’t have to choose between them. I can have both.”
I begrudgingly paid 200 soulcores and upgraded my strength to 2. It would make my ice arrows stronger, which I needed since it seemed we lacked the damage to defeat the eel.
My arms bulged, and a sense of strength coursed through my veins. My body felt heavier in the most satisfying way. And then everything returned to normal.
I turned to the girls. “Let’s farm.”
We spent the day farming and fucking. I managed to put another point into strength thanks to all the gargoyles we killed.
I’d promised Maria I would deflower her, and I did. Esme sat in the corner and watched while pleasuring herself. Tara stayed outside and enjoyed the experience via her tether with Maria. I repeated what I’d done to Tara. Maria seemed to enjoy it just as much.
Maria left satisfied. Now it was Ayla’s turn.
Going from Maria’s petite form to Ayla’s gloriously curvy body was delightful. I sucked Ayla’s tits for half an hour, bouncing between them and resting my head in the middle. Then I decided to try something I’d always wanted to try. I slid my dick between her breasts, poured some oil on them, and titty fucked her.
I came all over her neck, then decided I wanted to fuck her doggy style. All the while, Esme sat in the corner and pleasured herself, her delighted moans combining with our own.
“Come here, Esme.”
I ordered Ayla to get on her knees in a doggy style position. Then I ordered Esme to lie down under Ayla’s pussy, and watch closely as I pounded it.
Both girls came and came as I fucked and fucked. The bed we’d set up in the tent, which we’d perched outside the temple’s illusory wall, was now soaked.
Later, I went back to the Giant Lightning Eel, alone, and tested my arrows against it.
The shadows that erupted were slightly bigger, but still not big enough. I dodged a few lightning strikes, grateful for my 3 points in agility. We needed a bigger power up to take this beastie down.
I woke up early in the morning along with Esme. The two of us farmed before breakfast, mainly killing those stupid gargoyles that seemed to be unlimited in the Underground Forest. The whole place was strange and spectral, full of glowing plants, fireflies, and whatever it was in the sky that imitated the stars.
“What is the eel weak to?” I asked Esme while we both fired arrows at gargoyles.
“It’s a lightning eel, so it’s weak to water.” That was obvious. I should’ve realized.
“But it’s flying too high to reach with my water whip. And Tara is a healer. She belongs in the back of our formation, not at the front.”
“Your soulbond didn’t level up?”
I shook my head. “She’s been a slave her whole life. I don’t think it’ll be quite as easy as it was with you and Ayla. Even though I’m nothing like Saran, I’m still a man, and she’s feared men her whole life.”
“Spend more time with her. It’s too bad we can’t go back to the onsen.”
I’d leveled up Ayla and Esme’s soulbonds at the onsen. We couldn’t go there anymore because we were wanted fugitives above land.
There was nothing like an onsen to relax you, though.
“I have an idea.” I snapped my fingers. “What if we make our own onsen?”
“Umm… how?”
“Here in the Underground Forest. There are plenty of hot springs all around us. They’re just infested with fucking—“ I sniped another gargoyle. “Gargoyles.”
Esme giggled. She tousled her luscious blue locks. “You’re not wrong. What we need is a shield crystal. That way, we can cast a barrier to keep monsters out.”
If we could cast a barrier, we could not only build an onsen, but a small village. I could invite people from above ground to settle down here, like that woman I met in the pleasure house who dreamed of becoming a seamstress. Ruby was her name. Perhaps she could craft gear for us.
“Where can we get a shield crystal?”
“There are spare ones in the Port City. But they’re under heavy guard, and everyone is going to be on the lookout for you.”
That was probably a no-go. “Where else?”
“The old lodge where we curseborn used to live. There might be one there.”
“Is the lodge no longer in operation?”
Esme shook her head. “It’s long been abandoned, ever since our caretaker passed.”
“Let’s go. Just me and you. We’ll inform the others later.”
“Of course, Remy.” Esme smiled, her pale skin looking ethereal in the glow of these strange stars. “Though I love our little group, sometimes I miss when it was just the two of us.”
I planted a kiss on her forehead, then a more passionate one on her soft lips. “You’ll always be the first woman who unlocked my heart, Esme.”
She nestled her chin on my shoulder. “Aww. That means a lot to me.”
We fast traveled to the overworld, then got in the rickshaw. The drive to the lodge would take two hours. As usual, I let Esme drive. Although I enjoyed driving too, I wanted everyone to have several roles in my harem. Esme seemed to like driving, so I’d always let her.
“We need a faster mount,” I said. “We need a lot of things.”
I was beginning to feel the strain of my ambitions. There were so many power ups we needed in order to advance deeper into the Underground Forest, conquer the island, and defeat the Shadowsoul’s tethers. I wanted to achieve all my goals, but I wasn’t anywhere close.
As the common saying goes, Rome wasn’t built in a day.
“We’ll have to buy a better mount from somewhere,” Esme said. “How many goldcores do you have?”
I checked my soul storage.
Goldcores: 8
“Only 8.”
“50 will buy us a carriage, like the kind Saran uses,” Esme said.
Just hearing that name made me want to retch. “Or I could just steal his.”
“I doubt he’s going to be going anywhere without at least a hundred guards.”
Esme was right. I couldn’t take down a hundred guards, yet.
“We spent all of yesterday killing gargoyles and only managed to get 4 goldcores,” I said.
“Well, we also spent half the day fucking.” Esme laughed.
“So if we cut out the fucking, we’ll get maybe 8 per day.”
“Please don’t cut out the fucking.” Esme looked at me with sad puppy eyes. Since she basically watched and derived maximal enjoyment every single time I fucked anyone, she had much to lose.
“I’m just being hypothetical. There’s no way in hell I would do that.”
Esme let out a relieved breath. “You look tired. Did you sleep well?”
I shook my head. “There’s a lot that needs doing, so it’s hard to sleep.”
She caressed my hair, then pushed my head onto her shoulder. “Take a nap. I’ll wake you up once we’re there.”
I felt so cared for. Despite the bumpy ride, it was easy to fall asleep.
