My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Deek?”

My eyes opened and I lifted my body. Although I had just been resurrected, I didn’t feel weak at all. I looked around to see I was on a familiar altar that priests used to resurrect people. However, there wasn’t a single priest, but dozens. Miki also seemed to be leading them in some kind of magic circle. She had all of her tails out, and she was gasping for breath like she had just finished a marathon.

“How much time has passed?” I asked.

Everyone looked at each other before looking at me. I noticed the girls didn’t run to hug me either.

“It’s only been a few days. The priests… had trouble resurrecting you. It took Resurrection with a good amount of fairy dust and mana to bring you back.” Lydia spoke uncertainly.

Of all the girls, she looked the most beat up. That’s because she was the only one to survive. I guessed she had refused to be healed while others were dead. Thus, she had been healing naturally.

“Are… you okay, Master?” Elaya seemed strangely cautious.

“Hmm? Yeah… is the Demon Lord Aberis gone?”

“Eradicated. I held the shield until the meteor strike. There is no way his soul didn’t perish with his body.” Miki responded, sitting down as she dropped her form, looking dead-tired.

“And everyone has been resurrected?”

“You were the last.”

“Good. Ah, I think I recall a wedding in a day or two, right? I think we could all use a celebration, don’t you think?”

“Master, what exactly do you remember?” Astria asked.

“Remember? I mean, I remember everything. I was split in two, then I went to Twilight Dungeon. Ah, but I also visited Bandit’s Respite… Wait… I remember both memories!”

The girls all let out breaths of relief.

“So, it’s like that.” Lydia sighed.

“What happened?” I asked.

“I can only guess,” Elaya spoke up. “But it seems like the damage each of you took by using Self-Sacrifice had created the conditions needed for your souls to reunite upon death. You’ve now formed a new soul, a combination of the two of you.”

“We combined…” I responded thoughtfully, and then looked down in desperation. “I’m not a futa, am I?”

“Ah! No! We checked!” Lydia declared.

I raised an eyebrow as some of the girls blushed. Only Lydia would admit such a thing proudly. The things that happened while I was unconscious might be better off unknown.

“You are… different though,” Terra responded, sounding uncertain.

“How?” I stood up and then blinked. “Ah… why is everyone so short.”

“You… might want to look at a mirror.” Elaya moved a hand, creating a magic mirror in the air that showed my entire body.

I looked in it to see the changes. My face had somehow become a combination of Deedee and Deek’s features. So, I had a softer, more attractive face, with long lashes, soft lips, nice cheek bones, but also a strong chin and a distinctly masculine appearance. My body was tall. I was as tall as an Osterian, 6 ft 6 inches by my guess, the same height as Alysia. My muscles were extremely lean. My skin was smooth and pale. I had dark, silky hair that flowed down my shoulders, and my eyes were a piercing blue. In short, I was…

“Really hot.”

“Master is a stud.”

“If Master says he’s well, can we play with him now?”

I was stunned, not sure what to say. I had once been a fat, short guy that people would call a pig. While I would never say I was ugly, I was plain at best. Over time, I had grown to a standard height, and lost weight, and gained muscles. Even then, I might have been sort of attractive, but my face was still my face. Now, I looked like a pretty boy. I was too tall, muscular, and rugged to be confused for a woman, but Deedee’s features had made my skin soft and silky, my hair smooth, and my body lean.

“It’s not just your body that has changed, but also your soul,” Elaya spoke up.

“My… soul?”

“Deedee’s soul was karmic, and your soul was mana. The two souls combined to form something else. She possessed a piece of mana in her karmic soul leftover from you, and you contained a piece of miasma in your mana soul, a result of your entanglement with dungeons. This allowed your souls to perfectly unite. A combination of light and darkness, perfectly balanced. Neither will win.

“You mean… yin and yang?” I asked.

“Oh? You’ve heard of the yin-yang soul? Yes, this is what you possess now. It was a mythical thing. Usually, miasma corrupts mana or mana purified miasma. One wins out in the end. With you, that will never be the case. It should also go without saying you’re immune to the effects of the malacrum and silvthril blades.”

“Demon Lord Aberis had something like that.”

“He was trying to make it, using spells and tricks to which I couldn’t guess. It did make him immune, but it was an incomplete soul. Yours is complete. More than complete. Both of you had a nearly full soul. They’ve combined, making your soul nearly double in size. Your soul is larger than anything I’ve ever seen. The strength of it cannot be understated. You saw how far Aberis managed to get by burning his soul force. His soul was a tattered broken thing compared to you.”

“Is there a risk my soul will split again?” I asked cautiously.

“No. It’s far too thick. The union was perfect. This is an event that I don’t believe has ever happened before. You Deek, are truly unique now.”

“I see…”

“What does Master want to do now?” Lydia asked.

“I don’t feel very tired at all,” I said. “I’d like to test this body out, and see what its limits are.”

“Oh? Do you want to spar? Xin is busy trying to fix the dungeon. She might be the best to spar with.”

I stood up, and as I did, something down below started to grow erect. “Actually, I had other tests in mind. You will all be needed for it.

“M-master!” Terra blushed.

“So bold!” Elaya cried.

“E-even that’s bigger!” Celeste added excitedly.

I grabbed the girls up in my arms, preparing to ravish them. The girls who were present were Lydia, Terra, Miki, Celeste, Shao, Elaya, Astria, Carmine, Salicia, and Raissa. It was certainly a lot of girls, but now that I towered over them, it didn’t seem like too many at all. In fact, they felt just right. I stopped just as I started fondling them and looked up at the priests still in the room.

“Ah, you guys might want to leave. This entire room is about to become a splash zone.”

The priests, with bright red faces, fled the room.

“That man, I’d be jealous if I didn’t respect him so much.”

“Did we defeat the Demon lord just to replace him with another?”

“I don’t know, but did you see that thing, I feel sorry for those girls.”

I felt in good spirits, and also much bolder than I used to, but that didn’t mean my skin was made of stone. I blushed at some of the words spoken as they left the room. I mean, I didn’t stop, but I made sure every woman present left satisfied.