Slave Dungeons
"Aaaagghh!"
The little dhampyr woke up, screaming with tears flowing from her eyes. The collar around her neck began to glow brightly with a weird marking on it, and it hurt the girl a lot. Her black hair was constantly shifting between silver and black and claws begun to show themselves as her skin kept switching from pale white to grey then back. Her body enlarged and her eyes became beady. Her mouth was a big as a head and filled with fangs, with a long tongue sticking out. She was now a monster going on a rampage, trying to break free from her binds.
"Stop it! You only hurt yourself."
A voice said, but the monster didn't even pay it any attention. It simply worked viciously on freeing itself of its bind. The large dark figure that screamed was chained up in a different cellar. The figure's sharp golden eyes glowed dimly in the dark.
She could only scream as the monster kept on clawing at the collar, slowly killing itself.
"Stop it, damn it! Please! Do not do it!"
The ogre princess begged, as she didn't like to see others in pain, but she wasn't getting through to the monster. She clicked her tongues and scrolled through whatever options she had before coming to a conclusion.
"This isn't what I was planning on using this for, but… I'll do it."
The ogress begun to channel whatever power she had from within into her horns. Her original plan was to create enough [Arcane Lightning] that she could override the power of the collar, but she still hadn't been able to do that. At most, she could create tiny sparks, and even doing that caused her a tremendous amount of pain. The creator of these collars was truly a genius. However, his attitude was simply disgusting. If originally she wanted to meet him, now she didn't.
She shot a tiny bolt of blue lightning from her horns right into the lamprey's head, which caused it to calm down. A simple short-circuiting of the nervous system. Normally this had the potential of causing permanent paralysis or brain damage, but she would assume that the dhampyrs was strong enough to not get such problems. The lamprey's hair turned black once again and its size reverted back. It was a little girl once again, who then passed out. This caused the ogre princess' heart to relax.
'Phew… She won't kill herself. Now, for-'
She grit her teeth just as her collar glowed just like the dhampyr's and she could feel her neck burning. She grunted through the pain. She even bit her lip, causing it to bleed.
Just then, Maude walked into the cell. She scanned the area and saw an unconscious Ulva and a Curse struck ogre princess.
"Oi! What happened here?"
She looked at the ogre princess who was busily taking her punishment.
"Did you do something to the boss' package?"
She spoke in the native ogre tongue for the Ogress to understand.
"… I… I- just saved your precious package from certain death. You should be thanking me you ignorant peasant."
She managed to form a complete sentence after the pain died down.
"Do you not wish to leave here safely?"
The woman began to lash out at the ogre.
She kept quiet and glared behind Maude. This was because someone else stepped into the room. Noticing this, Maude took out a whip and started to lash the ogre princess. The sound of the ogre princess' body being torn filled the empty cells and the prideful ogre refused to let out a scream and simply endured the pain, glaring at the woman.
"My, my. You are quite the brute, aren't you Guard Dog?"
The new presence popped up behind Maude. Her instincts told her this person was someone dangerous, at least on the level of Aigen. Quite possibly higher. She didn't want to show any obvious hesitation, so she simply continued like this wasn't surprising.
"What do you want?"
She asked, and lashed the ogress. The person smiled wickedly, then said.
"You. We want you. Will you accept the offer?"
"Bud… I'm kind of busy now, so if you don't mind."
"Of course, of course. Whenever you are ready, just use the mana stone I placed in your pocket. It will alert me of your location and I will come meet you."
The presence said, before simply disappearing into the shadows once again. Not certain whether the figure had actually left yet, Maude proceeded to lash the princess. After a few more minutes of continuous lashing, she left the princess her bloodied and alone. She then glared at both captives, before walking away. As she walked away, she looked at one prisoner who was at the far back and had been quietly observing everything.
"What are you looking at? Want more battle scars?"
The figure began to cackle, which weirded the Maude out. The incident had already terrified her, but she wouldn't show it. If she wanted her revenge, she couldn't let anything scare her that easily. Even if something scared her, she wouldn't let it show or affect her decisions. Still, she hadn't expected them to come to her so soon.
"Freaks… All of you weirdos."
She made to leave, but then…
"WHAT!?"
She felt something weird climbing up her leg, so like anyone would, she looked down. She saw a little colourless slime trying to eat at her.
"Huh? What is this? A slime?"
The woman tried to kick it off, but the slime began to eat at her. She could feel her boots melting.
"Eugh… get off me you stupid blob."
She grabbed her sword and slashed at her own leg, in an attempt to cut the slime. Strangely, even after she pierced it, it didn't go pop.
"What the hell? S-stop that!"
The slime just kept on swallowing her leg and climbing up her body. It spread itself and grabbed her arms, restricting her movement. The woman began to scream for help, but the slime just kept on eating her. Under normal circumstances, the slime should have already died, but it was still striving to move forward. It even begged its master for power to do this and its master permitted it to touch her mana reserves. Was it going to waste such an opportunity? Of course not.
It shouldn't have been able to eat something with higher mana than it possessed, but if it was receiving a constant amount of mana, it should be able to manage.
'[Predator]!'
The slime thought as it swallowed the woman. Soon, the slime finished up its battle with the woman and remained on the ground quietly, the skill [Assimilation] doing its job. All the prisoners who just witnessed the scene were shocked and remained silent, just observing the happenings.
DING!
[You have killed a human! Even better, one possessing a [Sacred]!]
[You have received 10,000 experience points!]
[You have leveled up several times!]
[You have reached your racial level climax!]
[Evolution shall take place soon!]
[The servant Kawaii has obtained 1 [Shard of The Dark God, Vador's Blessings]]
[The servant Kawaii has earned the interest of the [God of Poisonous Rust, Felnir]]
[The servant Kawaii has received the blessing of the [God of Poisonous Rust, Felnir]]
[You have received the title [Sacred Thief]]
[This title shall give you the unique skill [Godly Heretic]]
[You have acquired various skills!]
[After the assimilation process is complete, you will acquire the skills of the human Clyde McAllister]
The slime jiggled about for a moment, then crawled towards the cellar where the little girl was fast asleep. It rubbed on the little girl for a moment, but it had no effect and as such, it looked around. It then tried to corrode the collar on the girl's neck, but that failed.
Then, a memory from the being she just consumed came to mind. No… not a memory. It was the woman's soul. A wish. She would let the slime keep the body, but on the condition that the wish was fulfilled. The slime heard the woman's wish and agreed to keep it. In that moment, the "will" of Maude... No. Not Maude. The "will" of Clyde McAllister was ingrained into the slime's very being.
The slime had acquired the [Sacred: The Dark Vengeance]. However, considering it wasn't originally intended for the slime to possess, the [Sacred: The Dark Vengeance] was downgraded into an unnamed [Sacred]. Should certain events occur, would the slime awaken a [Sacred]? Was the world going to see it's very first [Slime Hero Candidate]? The slime had no idea of what it had just taken on, but it didn't care none the less. All it did, was for its master and friend.
It used its new mimicry skill to transform its form into that of the woman's and made to leave the area. Being a slime that never ran out of energy, it could still be conscious as it evolved.
The halls of the cellar echoed with the thunderous laughter of one prisoner who was simply enjoying the progression of events.
