My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1637

With Carmine gone, it was just me and Calypso. This was the first time I had the chance to speak to her alone since her initial capture. Well, Alysia was always there, but she had been by my side so long at this point that she felt like another part of me. She rarely commented on issues, and she only stepped in when she felt like I was in danger.

“Calypso, I need to know your story,” I said.

Calypso stared at me silently for several moments, and then she leaned back against the wall she was chained to. “Oh? It’s a rather long story, are you sure you truly care or are you just trying to figure out how to harness the power of the orb and become the human king?”

Calypso was smart and observant, but then again, for as long as she had been alive, she would have had to be. I had always assumed she had used some dark ritual involving sacrificing lives to extend her lifespan. She had certainly led me to believe that she had achieved her long lifespan through such a means. Then again, if such an ability existed, wouldn’t King Roth have been able to use it too? He was certainly ruthless and desperate enough that if sacrificing a few lives was all it would take, he’d do it.

The only answer was that King Roth wasn’t the Beastkin King. Sure, he was the King of Dioshin, but he didn’t have mastery of the Beastkin dungeon core that had brought them to this world. I knew that to be true because I had absorbed all of his lore and he didn’t contain such a thing. Some of his lore was relevant. There was just a hint of a story that suggested that the Beastkin lore had been destroyed. The way the tribes were, it wasn’t hard to believe that they’d rather destroy it than let any given species become the king of all beastkin forever. He wasn’t like Aberon, who must have held the true mastery of the Demon King, which was why he was still alive despite so much time.

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“I don’t want immortality, and I don’t want the power.” I shook my head. “I just want to repel the fey and keep it from being used against humanity.”

The orb had remained in my soul world since Calypso had thrown it to me, and I had honestly been afraid to touch it. If it had some kind of connection to all of humanity, was it right to take on such power?

“It always starts that way, doesn’t it?” Calypso mused. “That’s how it always goes with these things. No one wants to claim mastery over their entire race, to become the slave master of your entire people…”

I blinked, and then my eyes widened as I started to realize the hint she had just given me. “It’s… like a soul that is connected to all people? That means, if you use slave master, you will enslave the entire population at once?”

“Do you know why I always found you fascinating, Deek?” She didn’t answer me but instead gave me a considering look. “When I betrayed them all and took the human orb as my own, I gained the ability to sense all of humanity. I have a connection to every human. I can… feel them. There is only one human being I am unable to feel. Do you know who?” frёewebηovel.cѳm

I already knew what she was going to say.

“Me.”