My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“We’re almost there.” Twilight smiled. “We’re almost one! Your soul is so interesting… very interesting…”

“Is that so?”

“You’ve already been marked by me twice and you didn’t even know it. This blessing here… and this one here.”

Her finger moved over my body, touching the blessings. The first she pointed at was the Twilight blessing. Given that it had her name, I didn’t doubt that there was some connection to her. However, the second blessing caught me off guard. What did Shao have to do with Twilight? That’s when I remembered she was a demon, and might even be descended from the royal line. I still didn’t understand the connection between Twilight and the demons, but I felt like the farther along we went, the clearer such things became.

As our souls drew closer and close together, I began to understand more and more about Twilight, and she began to understand more and more about me. It wasn’t at the level of being able to read each other’s lore. To use a familiar analogy, it’d be like getting close enough to see the outside of a book. You could read the title, see the cover, and read the back. You could glean certain things, like what type of genre, and how thick it was, and you could guess as to the story, even if you didn’t know the contents.

That’s how I became aware of just how terrifying she was. My soul was massive, nearly double the size of another person’s soul. I had gotten used to the feeling of absolute dominance I had. Only when versus another god soul like Diorite did I truly feel pressured. Yet, as I drew toward Twilight’s soul, the thing I felt most was terror. It was a massive oblique of darkness. If souls were like worlds, then she was the sun. She said that I would become with her and that my mind would be one with her mind, and while I believed that to be true, I could see the true consequences of that merging.

I’d be a mere speck in the landscape of her soul. My presence would almost account for nothing, lost amongst a sea of lore. I’d barely be a sidenote, a few lines of scribbled text. When I merged with her, I would become nothing. I could see why Diorite turned and ran as he faced that. Except, where his joining was a slow process where he was given time to have second thoughts, our unity had been expedited a bit. Her sun was charging toward my world, reading to consume it within her flames of darkness.

Even if I wanted to resist, it was far too late. I was being consumed, and soon I was just another drop in her sea of darkness. I admired Diorite for being powerful enough to turn away, and even to cut off his soul, but I was finished.

“Your bonds will be my bonds. Your soul will be my soul. Finally, we are as one.” Her voice erupted throughout my soul, demanding completely subservience.

“Hmph… as if I’d let you have my man…”

“What? Who is that?”

“I have spent my life buried in darkness. Then, Master appeared and became my light. So, I’m Master’s shield, and I will protect him with my everything, especially from filthy skanks like you!”