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Kaden backed away from the staircase and stored Remembrance. “You have thirty seconds to explain. I do want to go home. But only after I can build a Dungeon. Only after I meet these mythic beasts. It’s right there in my class, [Beast Master]. And why would going home sooner involve you?”
“I am a [PolyMage],” Yuni answered. She unwrapped the bandages from one of her arms. Her skin was tan with a slight yellow hint. Until she produced a glowing Mana Core from Inventory. The purple hue of the core began to seep out, and Yuni’s skin changed color until it matched the hue. “This is not Father’s magic. But Mother only knows who she chose for her bed. So I am feared by my brothers. They worry that I will challenge them for Father’s throne.”
“Meditating all day in a garden doesn’t seem your style. You threw parties. This isn’t really a party town.” Kaden thought of the commotion aboard his ship.
“That, as well. Now, here is what I want from you. You control the group of dungeons called FangWood. Our dynasty has always monitored powerful dungeons closely. I will say the group represents a possible threat. I will volunteer to monitor it for the family, and you will say how delighted that makes you. I will be free and you will be home.” Yuni played with the ends of her hair, twisting them until they were about to break. “It is fair.”
“Let’s say I take you with me when I’m ready to go. What do I get out of this?”
“I will teach you. There are aspects of Dungeon management you know nothing of, not to mention, you cannot Portal. You have failed to master Mana Loop, let alone Mana Slice, Remote Mana Loop, or Reality Weave.” She held out a hand. “Soon you will chose, Eradicator or Caretaker. One grows only their dungeon, the other hunts dungeons. Choose to be a Eradicator. It is faster.”
“What happens to my core?”
Yuni shrugged. “It will be placed in the Hall of Cores and fed the minimum Mana needed to keep it alive. It will never be in danger.”
But it would never grow, and that felt wrong. It would never house magnificent beasts. It ran exactly against what he stood for, but Kaden wasn’t eager to make enemies. “I need time to think it over. If you find some other way without me, I’ll live.”
“What?” Yuni asked. “You refused to answer the scroll. Hel was required to petition my Father. He sent me to retrieve you. You almost didn’t come, and now you need time to decide if you leave?”
Kaden activated the portal bracelet to his Core and stepped through, leaving it open. It wasn’t a Beast, but it was alive, and that meant something. “That Core is depending on me to care for it. I get one chance to build a solid foundation. I won’t rush.”
The curse she uttered was not one [Multispeak] understood, but the glare, the complete shock, he recognized.
“Fine. Learn your spells yourself. Build your precious Core. I want nothing to do with you.” Yuni cast her own portal, one ringed with fire and ice and lightning. “You would not know opportunity if it slipped into bed with you. I want to live. I will find a way.”
Kaden dumped a few more points of mana into his core. When he looked back, Yuni was gone. Part of him felt bad for her. He’d seen enough bastards abandoned at the Saint’s Hall to know they were sometimes better off in the cruel and dark conditions at the hall than at home. But that didn’t mean making the wrong decision.
He unleashed Trinity, who circled the room, sniffing the air. “Yeah, had someone here.”
Trinity gave a deep rumble.
“Not like that. Trust me, not like that.” Kaden laughed at Trinity’s assumption. But she was a beast, and had no ‘social’ concerns. “You want to cook over a fire? I’m ready to sleep.”
Trinity tromped to the bed and stretched out from one corner to the next.
“Give me room. Move!” Kaden pushed her over. A few hundred pounds of Hydra didn’t move easily, but the points he’d put in Strength made it possible.
The whole city moved at a pace he’d call glacial, except that the living ice could move quite quickly, if it wanted to smother an adventurer. He thought rest would come easier, but now, all he could think of was Yuni’s statement. She wanted to live.
The mage class was for children.
Kaden was a full grown adult among children fifteen years younger, children who regarded Trinity as some kind of flesh eating, mutant hybrid who would poison or crush or flat out devour them.
Mage children were smarter than they looked.
And most of these children already had classes, different types of mages.
“What do we get if we don’t be calm?” Lady Teal called out.
“Muddy Mana!” the children answered.
It was probably Kaden’s imagination that they were looking his way.
“And how do we calm our Mana?”
With calm minds. Kaden picked up on that at the very beginning. Calm didn’t mean quiet, these were children. They laughed and ran and threw ice and fire and sticks at each other (the sticks weren’t a particular type of mana), and yet somehow the [Mana Darts] they summoned were like crystals filled with pure color, absolutely translucent, and brighter, stronger than anything Kaden could make.
Finally, Lady Teal approached him. She wore a relaxed long sleeve shirt with sleeves that dropped down over her hands, shorts that let her kneel and sit in the grass comfortably, and thick, heavy boots that would definitely break a finger if she stomped. “Why don’t you wait until before lunch? I can give you some personal time then.”
“Am I slowing down the children?” Kaden asked.
Kaden bowed his head and left the class, bringing Trinity with him. He cycled Mana Darts the entire time, crushing them to regain the mana they cost. Then had a wonderful idea. “Trinity, I’m going to try and drain a point of mana from you.”
Trinity’s snake head whipped around to glare at him.
“It probably won’t hurt. I was thinking, if I drain a single point at a time, I can grind the skill.” He didn’t touch her, and activated [Mana Drain]. The feeling was like Mana Spike, except he was reaching through a layer of wet burlap, heavy and thick and it fought him.
Trinity roared and shook as drop of red Mana coalesced on his fingers. Definitely not Kaden’s aqua. “I’m sorry, girl. I didn’t know it would hurt. Was it bad?” She bumped his chest and sniffed the mana dart. He crushed it back to Trinity and shook off the tingling in his fingers. It would be a powerful skill in time, but right now, it was a workout.
An hour before lunch, the class finally dismissed, and Kaden went down to see the teacher. She did less teaching than talking, asking questions about his past. His present. His hopes for the future.
Finally, she began to speak. “This is common among Adventurers. There’s a few every century who bond with a core. I can teach you mediation. I can teach you to purify your mana. But only you can find what you’re afraid of.”
“I’m afraid of dying. And level twenty five wraith bosses, which is a lot like dying. And world bosses, which is like a whole pack of wraith bosses.”
Lady Teal shook her head. “Those aren’t what drives you. What wakes you up before dawn. What makes you stare at the horizon. It’s normal to miss someone, but you are terrified. It’s normal to desire something, but you are obsessed. Your Dungeon Core will have the same qualities if this is all you feed it.”
Driven, Kaden would have called it. “So what do I do?”
“This is a paradise. You are given everything and more if you name it and ask. But when I look into your future, I see you fighting through a swamp. Or waist deep in dead monsters, swinging an axe. Tonight, feed your Core. And think on your fears.”
Fear was the last thing Kaden had.
He fought monsters two tiers higher and won.
He faced death and didn’t back down.
He ran toward enemies most would run from.
To keep leveling. To grow stronger. To reach level one hundred or far beyond.
That was the why. Or it was all the why he could tolerate. A quick stop by the Core left Kaden smiling. It really was like a Beast, eager for mana. It had drunk in three hundred ambient Mana, almost exactly what—
The Core only drank ambient mana when give directed mana.
Kaden spent most of the day with the Core, feeding it a drop of mana at a time, then headed to fail at portal spells. That night, he was waiting for Metami when she arrived, and invited her up to roast meat with Trinity.
Metami bowed, then refused. “That phrase, ‘Come into my house,’ means something different than what you want. Try ‘Would you like to watch the stars outside?’ That means social company, not physical company.”
Kaden blushed and repeated the correct offer.
“That I’d be delighted with. It’s a city of Mages. The other half of this building will never be used unless you marry here in Vichor. Even you can’t enter it, it’s reserved for your wife or husband. Inviting someone into your home is serious.” Metami followed him to the roof, where Kaden kindled a fire and fed Trinity.
“What are you afraid of?” he asked. “I’m supposed to find out what I’m afraid of.”
“That there’s nothing worth doing. That I’ve done everything. That are are no new challenges. You can’t imagine how long I’ve been alive. How many surges I’ve personally ended. Towns I founded that became cities, kingdoms, empires, and ruins. But every day, I find something to do.” Metami watched Trinity nudge and char her meat. “You?”
Answering made his stomach churn. “I think I’m afraid of being powerless. I want to grow stronger so no one can ever treat me like I’m nothing. And yet there’s always a higher level monster. A Centurion out to kill me. Some weird Dungeon Worshiping cult summoning me.”
“What will you do about it?”
The answer Kaden liked even less. “Do. I don’t think there’s anything I can do. I still want to grow stronger because I don’t think I’ve found my limits. I still want to protect people from monsters because I can. And I will find the priests from the Saint’s Hall and make them pay.”
“I knew him. Trois, the ‘Saint’ your Hall was based on. He’d weep to see what they’ve become. Then burn it all to the ground and kill every priest with his bare hands. The bad ones, because they’d been monsters. The good ones, because they might be bad one day. Probably all the orphans, too. There was a lot of collateral damage in his fights.”
“Wren would die of excitement meeting you. She was the [Shield] Sara brought into the party.” And decent enough even if Kaden didn’t like not being consulted.
Metami said nothing until they were done. “Have you seen Yuni? She didn’t check in at the Royal dinner.”
“Not since last night. She came by to tell me I was an idiot.” Kaden stopped. He knew the smart thing to do. Keep his head down. Let others settle their arguments. But now that he had power, Kaden wasn’t inclined to look away. “She said she wanted to go with me when I leave. So she would live. Will her siblings actually kill her?”
Evening bells rang across Vichor, but when they settled, Metami wasn’t looking at him. “Jagi—I don’t want to say yes. Her oldest sister? I hope not. None of the others would. I’ll say something to them. Stay out of it and you’ll get to see those Beasts faster.” Metami rose, leaping with surprising grace over the edge. “Thanks for having dinner with me.”
With her gone, Kaden waited, listening for the sounds of bare feet on stone.
Yuni never showed.
The next morning, Kaden waited until after the children’s class to approach Lady Teal. “I’m afraid of being powerless. That’s what I’m afraid of. And I’m afraid of choosing the easy path because I’m afraid.”
“That’s more than I expected you to admit. This city does too much of the easy path. Sit.” She kneeled and crossed her legs. “Pull a mana dart.”
Kaden did, drawing an aqua orb effortlessly.
“Hold it. Focus on it. And still your mind. When it is as still as can be, siphone the mana back in. Then draw a new one. This is your task.” She rose and breathed in deep as a wind blew through the trees. “There are cultivators capable of reaping the energy of the heavens in a similar way. They form a Mana Core like Beasts and fill it the way you feed your Dungeon Core.”
Listening, keeping his mind still, and drawing mana darts was so much more difficult.
It hadn’t been so hard since he first unlocked mana.
“Open your eyes. Look,” Lady Teal said.
He’d never call the Mana Dart clear, but it was no longer opaque. Instead, it looked like a lamp in a jar of cloudy oil. “Why isn’t it clear?”
“You have work to do. It’s a skill, one that doesn’t have an entry or levels. The dart, or orb as we call them, is a representation of what’s inside you. Practice it for an hour—no longer. Then feed your Core and learn something at the library before your Dungeon Master class with Hel.” Lady Teal dismissed him, and motioned for another student.
Kaden would have sworn the Mana Dart he summoned had gold based on how quickly the Core slurped it down. Kaden wouldn’t have said he was any better at pulling clarified Mana, but the Core disagreed.
When he arrived for his lessons from Hel, she had two other individuals with her. One was a man wearing silver chain-mail Kaden would have sworn was made of light. [Identify] showed nothing for him, like he wasn’t there, but Kaden recognized him as the man who’d attacked Yuni before the King.
The other was a curvy woman wearing steel gray robes with the outline of gears rotating constantly on the fabric. Her hair was a light brown that reminded him of Sara, but cut short so it didn’t touch her shoulders, and her eyes were already filled with fear, her gaze locked on the silver-mail man.
[Petrichor Jan] was the woman’s name, a [Researcher] at level twenty four. The young man was probably the crown prince himself.
“Kaden Birch,” Hel said—but not to him. “Our newest Dungeon Master, a Beast Dungeon.”
[Authority] hit him in the back of the knees, but ever since he’d taken over the Holding, Kaden wasn’t as susceptible. He stumbled, but kept his footing. Dominion prickled up and down his spine, threatening to draw blood.
This was probably a formality meant to establish the Prince’s position. I want to live. Kaden thought of Yuni’s statement. Kaden was even less of a threat than Yuni was, and this ‘prince’ used his power against him.
The smart thing to do was to back down.
But Kaden had faced a Centurion with nothing more than the same determination. I want to live. He embraced the pain with [Fortress of Stone]. A drop of blood tickled his lip as it rolled from his nose. He looked to Hel. “What are we learning about today?”
“We…” Hel’s stare told him the blood was worse, but his health had only dropped five points, so Kaden nodded for her to continue.
“We have an important choice. Not every Dungeon Master serves the same purpose. All are bonded with a core, but some grow dungeons and nurture their core. Others hunt erratic ones. You need to make a choice which you want to focus on. It will affect your training.” Hel glanced to the crown prince, and away.
“Both.” Kaden shrugged as Dominion became nails driven through his skin. “I’ll raise my Core and hunt down erratic ones. In fact, I’ve already got an erratic one on my list.”
Hel’s eyes grew wider with every moment. “You don’t understand, you must—”
“I don’t have to do anything.” Kaden spoke to the Prince, the one he considered most likely to be using Dominion, based on how troubled his face grew the longer Kaden stayed standing. Kaden was not going to take the easy path out of fear. “I’ll do both. Teach me to hunt the erratic cores, teach me to grow mine. I choose a third option. Both.”
“No one can learn to do both.” As he spoke, the Crown Prince’s [Identify] lit up. Jagi Rahm. It showed no levels, skills, hit points or mana. “I cannot. Father cannot. Therefore you cannot. Tell him.” Jagi looked to Petrichor.
She flinched and turned away. “We can’t be certain without testing.”
“I have said it is so,” Jagi said. “That makes it so. What I will is what is. For instance, if I will a Dungeon Master to kneel?”
Jagi said something, and Dominion became a thousand pound weight on the nails, which were knives.
“That doesn’t work on me. You’ll need to ask politely.” Kaden said, though he spat out a mouth full of blood. Half health and dropping. “You had a problem with Yuni when she presented me before the king. What was that? Because I have to say, if you’re threatened by her, you can’t be that much of a man.”
Almost faster than he could see, the Prince drew a long sword and spun, slicing at Kaden’s chest. But Kaden had spent weeks being hunted by Mr. Dervish and his instincts had been broken and reformed. He didn’t duck, he charged forward, summoning Remembrance to meet the sword axe edge first.
The sheer impact stripped twenty health.
Remembrance screamed. It didn’t just vibrate, the head became a blur, but the Prince was already bringing his sword down in an overhead chop, one Kaden met for even more damage. The battle hammer shook so hard he could barely hold it, but he was already swinging to meet another attack.
The air shimmered in waves, and green mana poured off of Remembrance, raising Kaden’s health in a slow, steady drip. That’s when he noticed the waves. And the leaves. The waves rolled gently away from the shore, while leaves floated lazily back toward the trees.
The Prince shouted something. A curse. His name.
Kaden didn’t answer as he triggered Remembrance.
But he did smile as the prince went sailing out across the lake, skipping off the water to slam into the far shore. And the world went quiet.
Ten health left, and as he watched, it rose to twelve, then stopped when Remembrance became perfectly still.
“So?” Kaden asked Hel. “Do we start with eradicating or nurturing? I feel like I’m already nurturing, so maybe eradicating—”
High above him, a light flared into existence. An individual wrapped in blazing mana.
Hel took one look, opened a portal, and dove through, draging Petri with her.
The flaming ball of sheer mana descended on him like the moon had caught fire, and at the core of it, he saw the outline of a flaming figure. Everything bleached orange with brilliant light, and devastation fell.
“That I’d be delighted with. It’s a city of Mages. The other half of this building will never be used unless you marry here in Vichor. Even you can’t enter it, it’s reserved for your wife or husband. Inviting someone into your home is serious.” Metami followed him to the roof, where Kaden kindled a fire and fed Trinity.
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