Sherry, Ayla, and I of us lay on the bed together, sweaty from what we’d just done. That was when the tether between me and Sherry appeared. It glowed the color of a fiery sun, and I felt her fatigue combine with my own. But beneath that fatigue, there was another sensation: comfort, relief, and happiness. Sherry was happy and could finally let someone else lead, for the first time in ages.
SOULBOND OF FIRE LEVEL 2 UNLOCKED
NAME: Sherry
CLASS: Flame Mage
Strength: 2 -> 3
Intelligence: 4 -> 6
Agility: 2
Endurance: 4
Vigor: 1
Mind: 3 -> 5
Luck: 1
FIRE ABILITIES STRENGTHENED
NEW FIRE ABILITY UNLOCKED
With another soulbond leveled up, the three of us passed into a deep sleep.
Sherry and I set out early the next morning. She kept the Illusionist’s Mask in her soul storage. I wore the Leaping Shoes and my Invisibility Clothes.
We fast traveled to the overworld. I waited near the fast travel orb while she visited one of the settlements to buy supplies.
She returned an hour later with plenty of healing potions and other necessities. We were ready to infiltrate Port City.
“What do you think our new ability is?” I asked while driving us toward the city in the rollercoaster car.
“Not sure. I can’t feel it quite yet,” she said. “It’ll manifest soon, though.”
Leveling up the soulbond also meant the flame spear would be stronger. So would Small Meteor, which I’d come to rely upon since it was such an incredible ability. The fire-ability set was fast becoming my favorite, just like Sherry herself.
She slapped my thigh. “You had quite the twisted mind, last night.”
“Not as twisted as yours.”
She giggled. “That’s true. It’s nice to have a kindred spirit by my side.”
“We’re agreed there. Is there anything you won’t do?”
“There’s nothing I won’t do for pleasure, no.”
“We’re two of a kind, then.”
She rested her head on my shoulder. “Only downside is that we didn’t get much sleep.”
“But what little sleep we got was deep.”
“Thank you, Remy. Though I try not to show it, I’d almost lost hope before I found you.”
“You don’t seem like the type to lose hope easily.”
“I tried to be strong in front of Esme and the others. But deep down, it hurt to know how much everyone hated us. It seemed impossible to change things. Our only hope was to defeat the Shadowsoul, and show everyone we were a force for good. But I didn’t really believe we could do it until you arrived.”
She’d been clinging to a blind hope. I’d done that too, back on Earth. I’d always thought that maybe one day I’d figure things out and be able to massively improve my life. But if I was being realistic, I knew the odds of that happening were tiny.
I kissed Sherry on the cheek. “You made my life a lot better too, you know. I feel like I was made for this.”
“I know you were. That’s what I believe, at least. Otherwise, the Mirror Shard wouldn’t have teleported me to your town.”
I’d heard Esme mention that item a few times. “What is the Mirror Shard, exactly?”
“It’s a remnant of the World Mirror, which was crafted by the Deep Ones when they lived upon on the surface. It connects different worlds.”
“And the Deep Ones are trying to defeat the Outer Gods. Perhaps I’m even more a part of their plan than I’d realized.”
Sherry nodded. “You most certainly are, handsome.”
I didn’t want to be a pawn in some strange god’s plan, but for now, I had to accept it. The aid of the Deep Ones would help me grow more powerful, and being more powerful would help me shape this world into one where my harem could be free.
Every increment of power mattered. Every point put into my stats. Every new ability or item. I had to pursue whatever avenues were open to me.
We arrived at the outskirts of Port City. First thing we did was use a bridging orb to create an escape door on the hill, so we could get out of the city instantly.
It was time for the Illusionist’s Mask to shine. We discussed the plan, then put it into action.
First we split up and approached the city from two different entrances. Sherry put on the mask, thinking of Saran while she did it.
The barrier would still recognize her as a curseborn despite the disguise, but the plan was for her to insist that it was some sort of mistake, and threaten them with severe punishment if they didn’t listen. The guards would be too afraid to accuse Saran of being a curseborn, after all, and would be terrified of the consequences.
Thanks to the tether, I turned into Saran, too. Now I could impersonate my least favorite person in the world. I walked past the large line of commoners trying to enter the city.
The guards recognized me. They bowed their heads.
“Sir Saran,” one said. “We did not know you’d left the city.”
“Why should I care to apprise you of my whereabouts?” I made sure my voice was as nasally as possible. “You are pathetic worms compared to me. Now step aside.” I hoped I wasn’t layering it on too strong.
“Sorry, sir.” The guard moved out of the way. “It’s just it’s standard procedure to alert the city guard when an important minister is coming and going.”
“Such things are beneath me, just like you vermin. Don’t like it? Complain to His Majesty the prince.”
“That won’t be necessary, sir. Please forgive me for any offense. Go on in.”
I stepped through the opening in the barrier. I picked up the pace and walked toward the meeting point: the pleasure house where I’d met Ruby.
I passed several bazaars and bustling streets. I cut through alleyways that smelled of bodily fluids. My disguise wore off a few minutes from the pleasure house. I had to be extra careful not to get spotted.
I saw Ruby standing in front of the entrance of the unassuming, two-story mudbrick building. She was wearing a belly dancer’s outfit, her soft midriff exposed along with a generous amount of cleavage. Sherry approached and conversed with her. I hurried over.
“Ruby, we need your help,” I said. “Can you take us inside and pretend we’re a husband and wife seeking your services?”
“It’s so good to see you again, Remy.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Sure, as long as you buy me a drink.”
“Of course.” I nodded. “I’ll even pay for a private room.”
“Perfect.” Ruby smiled.
I transferred the appropriate number of soulcores to her. She took us inside, past the stage where the girls danced, and through a black door. Silky floor cushions were spread around the room. Thick curtains kept out the city bustle. A lush floor bed took up most of the space. Erotic drawings hung on the wall, and I almost got horny looking at them.
“Your wife is so beautiful.” Ruby caressed Sherry’s arm as we sat together on the silky floor cushions.
“She certainly is,” I said.
“You’ve paid for the room…” Ruby giggled. “Why not use it?”
That wasn’t a bad idea. “We can use it later,” I said. “Business before pleasure.”
“We had the most intensely pleasurable time last night,” Sherry said. “So technically, pleasure came before business.”
I scratched my head. “Okay, then business is sandwiched between pleasure.”
Sherry laughed. “A delicious sandwich.”
“What are you two planning?” Ruby asked.
I knew I could trust her. But first, I wanted to give her my offer. “Ruby, would you like to come work for me?”
“Work for you?”
“I’ll pay you three times what you’re making here.”
Ruby let out a gasp. “You serious? With that much, my village could afford a new shield crystal.” She nodded. “So you want me to be your paramour? Of course I accept.”
“No, not my paramour. We need a lot of crafting done to make our new base shine. We could also use clothes, bedding, upholstery, and more. I want you to be our seamstress and crafter.”
“Oh…” Ruby glanced away. “I see. So you remembered what I told you last time. The truth is, I… I don’t know how good I am at any of that. My only real skills are in the art of pleasing men.”
I took her hand, which was so delicate. “I want you to do what you enjoy. Even if you aren’t good at it at first, I know with practice and time, you’ll become an awesome crafter.”
She smiled, but it was full of worry. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
“You won’t. I know it.”
Ruby nodded. “Your wives are so lucky to have a man like you defending them. When I heard they’d put a bounty on your head, claiming that you were raiding caravans and destroying the peace, I knew it was all nonsense. The Remy I’d met was kind and generous.”
Hearing her say that was so reassuring. “I’ll defend you too, Ruby. Whatever happens, you have my protection.”
“Really? Do you think I could be… do you think I…”
“Say what you feel.”
She shook her head. “It’s nothing. Never mind.”
Sherry caressed Ruby’s gorgeous, dark head of hair. “You don’t have to be shy. You want to join Remy’s harem, don’t you?”
Ruby’s cheeks turned read. “Uh, umm, I would never presume—”
“Of course you can join,” I said. “You’ve got such a gentle and good heart, I would love for you to be my wife.”
“But I’m… I’m a whore… I’ve slept with men, and women, for soulcores…”
I massaged her hand. “You did it for the sake of your village. You’re a beautiful person, inside and out, no matter what anyone may tell you.”
“Are you pulling my leg?”
“Of course not. I’m completely serious.”
Ruby hugged me. “Thank you… thank you…” Tears streamed down her face. “This is the happiest day of my life.”
Now to get down to business. “Ruby, who owns this establishment?”
“All the pleasure houses, including this one, are owned by Alfonso of Soreto.”
“Where does he live?”
“I believe he lives in a mansion near the inner shield wall.”
So he probably lived near Saran, then. “Ruby, does he pay you on time?”
She shook her head. “He pays us when he wants to, or not at all.”
Just as Miranda had described. The guy was a scumbag. “How would you feel about getting what you’re owed, and more?”
“I’m… terrified by the idea of confronting him. He’s a powerful man, and he’s friends with not just the prince, but the emperor on the mainland, too.”
“You don’t have to confront him,” I said. “I’m going to do that. I’m going to steal every goldcore he owns. Then the three of us are going to escape to safety. How does that sound?”
“I believe in you, Remy.”
I kissed her on the lips. She was wearing strawberry flavored lipstick, and it tasted good. She really knew how to kiss, even better than Sherry did. It was soft and moist and full of love.
“Wait here, okay?” I said. “When the time is right, we’ll come and get you.”
“It’s going to be fun having you around.” Sherry gave Ruby a kiss on the cheek. “I’ve learned to enjoy sharing Remy. Can’t wait to have yet another sister wife.”
Though the term “sister wife” disturbed me a bit, I was glad that Sherry was feeling less jealousy than when I’d first met her.
“All right.” I punched my palm. “Let’s go find this asshole and steal everything he’s got!”
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Sherry, Ayla, and I of us lay on the bed together, sweaty from what we’d just done. That was when the tether between me and Sherry appeared. It glowed the color of a fiery sun, and I felt her fatigue combine with my own. But beneath that fatigue, there was another sensation: comfort, relief, and happiness. Sherry was happy and could finally let someone else lead, for the first time in ages.
SOULBOND OF FIRE LEVEL 2 UNLOCKED
NAME: Sherry
CLASS: Flame Mage
Strength: 2 -> 3
Intelligence: 4 -> 6
Agility: 2
Endurance: 4
Vigor: 1
Mind: 3 -> 5
Luck: 1
FIRE ABILITIES STRENGTHENED
NEW FIRE ABILITY UNLOCKED
With another soulbond leveled up, the three of us passed into a deep sleep.
Sherry and I set out early the next morning. She kept the Illusionist’s Mask in her soul storage. I wore the Leaping Shoes and my Invisibility Clothes.
We fast traveled to the overworld. I waited near the fast travel orb while she visited one of the settlements to buy supplies.
She returned an hour later with plenty of healing potions and other necessities. We were ready to infiltrate Port City.
“What do you think our new ability is?” I asked while driving us toward the city in the rollercoaster car.
“Not sure. I can’t feel it quite yet,” she said. “It’ll manifest soon, though.”
Leveling up the soulbond also meant the flame spear would be stronger. So would Small Meteor, which I’d come to rely upon since it was such an incredible ability. The fire-ability set was fast becoming my favorite, just like Sherry herself.
She slapped my thigh. “You had quite the twisted mind, last night.”
“Not as twisted as yours.”
She giggled. “That’s true. It’s nice to have a kindred spirit by my side.”
“We’re agreed there. Is there anything you won’t do?”
“There’s nothing I won’t do for pleasure, no.”
“We’re two of a kind, then.”
She rested her head on my shoulder. “Only downside is that we didn’t get much sleep.”
“But what little sleep we got was deep.”
“Thank you, Remy. Though I try not to show it, I’d almost lost hope before I found you.”
“You don’t seem like the type to lose hope easily.”
“I tried to be strong in front of Esme and the others. But deep down, it hurt to know how much everyone hated us. It seemed impossible to change things. Our only hope was to defeat the Shadowsoul, and show everyone we were a force for good. But I didn’t really believe we could do it until you arrived.”
She’d been clinging to a blind hope. I’d done that too, back on Earth. I’d always thought that maybe one day I’d figure things out and be able to massively improve my life. But if I was being realistic, I knew the odds of that happening were tiny.
I kissed Sherry on the cheek. “You made my life a lot better too, you know. I feel like I was made for this.”
“I know you were. That’s what I believe, at least. Otherwise, the Mirror Shard wouldn’t have teleported me to your town.”
I’d heard Esme mention that item a few times. “What is the Mirror Shard, exactly?”
“It’s a remnant of the World Mirror, which was crafted by the Deep Ones when they lived upon on the surface. It connects different worlds.”
“And the Deep Ones are trying to defeat the Outer Gods. Perhaps I’m even more a part of their plan than I’d realized.”
Sherry nodded. “You most certainly are, handsome.”
I didn’t want to be a pawn in some strange god’s plan, but for now, I had to accept it. The aid of the Deep Ones would help me grow more powerful, and being more powerful would help me shape this world into one where my harem could be free.
Every increment of power mattered. Every point put into my stats. Every new ability or item. I had to pursue whatever avenues were open to me.
We arrived at the outskirts of Port City. First thing we did was use a bridging orb to create an escape door on the hill, so we could get out of the city instantly.
It was time for the Illusionist’s Mask to shine. We discussed the plan, then put it into action.
First we split up and approached the city from two different entrances. Sherry put on the mask, thinking of Saran while she did it.
The barrier would still recognize her as a curseborn despite the disguise, but the plan was for her to insist that it was some sort of mistake, and threaten them with severe punishment if they didn’t listen. The guards would be too afraid to accuse Saran of being a curseborn, after all, and would be terrified of the consequences.
Thanks to the tether, I turned into Saran, too. Now I could impersonate my least favorite person in the world. I walked past the large line of commoners trying to enter the city.
The guards recognized me. They bowed their heads.
“Sir Saran,” one said. “We did not know you’d left the city.”
“Why should I care to apprise you of my whereabouts?” I made sure my voice was as nasally as possible. “You are pathetic worms compared to me. Now step aside.” I hoped I wasn’t layering it on too strong.
“Sorry, sir.” The guard moved out of the way. “It’s just it’s standard procedure to alert the city guard when an important minister is coming and going.”
“Such things are beneath me, just like you vermin. Don’t like it? Complain to His Majesty the prince.”
“That won’t be necessary, sir. Please forgive me for any offense. Go on in.”
I stepped through the opening in the barrier. I picked up the pace and walked toward the meeting point: the pleasure house where I’d met Ruby.
I passed several bazaars and bustling streets. I cut through alleyways that smelled of bodily fluids. My disguise wore off a few minutes from the pleasure house. I had to be extra careful not to get spotted.
I saw Ruby standing in front of the entrance of the unassuming, two-story mudbrick building. She was wearing a belly dancer’s outfit, her soft midriff exposed along with a generous amount of cleavage. Sherry approached and conversed with her. I hurried over.
“Ruby, we need your help,” I said. “Can you take us inside and pretend we’re a husband and wife seeking your services?”
“It’s so good to see you again, Remy.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Sure, as long as you buy me a drink.”
“Of course.” I nodded. “I’ll even pay for a private room.”
“Perfect.” Ruby smiled.
I transferred the appropriate number of soulcores to her. She took us inside, past the stage where the girls danced, and through a black door. Silky floor cushions were spread around the room. Thick curtains kept out the city bustle. A lush floor bed took up most of the space. Erotic drawings hung on the wall, and I almost got horny looking at them.
“Your wife is so beautiful.” Ruby caressed Sherry’s arm as we sat together on the silky floor cushions.
“She certainly is,” I said.
“You’ve paid for the room…” Ruby giggled. “Why not use it?”
That wasn’t a bad idea. “We can use it later,” I said. “Business before pleasure.”
“We had the most intensely pleasurable time last night,” Sherry said. “So technically, pleasure came before business.”
I scratched my head. “Okay, then business is sandwiched between pleasure.”
Sherry laughed. “A delicious sandwich.”
“What are you two planning?” Ruby asked.
I knew I could trust her. But first, I wanted to give her my offer. “Ruby, would you like to come work for me?”
“Work for you?”
“I’ll pay you three times what you’re making here.”
Ruby let out a gasp. “You serious? With that much, my village could afford a new shield crystal.” She nodded. “So you want me to be your paramour? Of course I accept.”
“No, not my paramour. We need a lot of crafting done to make our new base shine. We could also use clothes, bedding, upholstery, and more. I want you to be our seamstress and crafter.”
“Oh…” Ruby glanced away. “I see. So you remembered what I told you last time. The truth is, I… I don’t know how good I am at any of that. My only real skills are in the art of pleasing men.”
I took her hand, which was so delicate. “I want you to do what you enjoy. Even if you aren’t good at it at first, I know with practice and time, you’ll become an awesome crafter.”
She smiled, but it was full of worry. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
“You won’t. I know it.”
Ruby nodded. “Your wives are so lucky to have a man like you defending them. When I heard they’d put a bounty on your head, claiming that you were raiding caravans and destroying the peace, I knew it was all nonsense. The Remy I’d met was kind and generous.”
Hearing her say that was so reassuring. “I’ll defend you too, Ruby. Whatever happens, you have my protection.”
“Really? Do you think I could be… do you think I…”
“Say what you feel.”
She shook her head. “It’s nothing. Never mind.”
Sherry caressed Ruby’s gorgeous, dark head of hair. “You don’t have to be shy. You want to join Remy’s harem, don’t you?”
Ruby’s cheeks turned read. “Uh, umm, I would never presume—”
“Of course you can join,” I said. “You’ve got such a gentle and good heart, I would love for you to be my wife.”
“But I’m… I’m a whore… I’ve slept with men, and women, for soulcores…”
I massaged her hand. “You did it for the sake of your village. You’re a beautiful person, inside and out, no matter what anyone may tell you.”
“Are you pulling my leg?”
“Of course not. I’m completely serious.”
Ruby hugged me. “Thank you… thank you…” Tears streamed down her face. “This is the happiest day of my life.”
Now to get down to business. “Ruby, who owns this establishment?”
“All the pleasure houses, including this one, are owned by Alfonso of Soreto.”
“Where does he live?”
“I believe he lives in a mansion near the inner shield wall.”
So he probably lived near Saran, then. “Ruby, does he pay you on time?”
She shook her head. “He pays us when he wants to, or not at all.”
Just as Miranda had described. The guy was a scumbag. “How would you feel about getting what you’re owed, and more?”
“I’m… terrified by the idea of confronting him. He’s a powerful man, and he’s friends with not just the prince, but the emperor on the mainland, too.”
“You don’t have to confront him,” I said. “I’m going to do that. I’m going to steal every goldcore he owns. Then the three of us are going to escape to safety. How does that sound?”
“I believe in you, Remy.”
I kissed her on the lips. She was wearing strawberry flavored lipstick, and it tasted good. She really knew how to kiss, even better than Sherry did. It was soft and moist and full of love.
“Wait here, okay?” I said. “When the time is right, we’ll come and get you.”
“It’s going to be fun having you around.” Sherry gave Ruby a kiss on the cheek. “I’ve learned to enjoy sharing Remy. Can’t wait to have yet another sister wife.”
Though the term “sister wife” disturbed me a bit, I was glad that Sherry was feeling less jealousy than when I’d first met her.
“All right.” I punched my palm. “Let’s go find this asshole and steal everything he’s got!”
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