Dungeon Diving and Pervert Clashing

"Welcome to the new third floor. I call it 'After The End'."

We exit into a blasted cityscape. Very tall buildings, standing in the horizon, covered - or made - with glass, jagged holes marring its facade. Stores that line the whole street, abandoned, their glass fronts broken and steel barriers rusting away. Dusty streets filled will rubble and refuse, pockmarked with holes. Husks of metal carriages found here and there, abandoned to rust. Henry calls them automobiles, from small ones he called cars to hulking ones he called trucks. Mostly powered by what he called an internal combustion engine. Other by engines that run on batteries.

It is a hellish sight. It reminds us of what our world looks like now. Just add the Nether. Eerie and disturbing all on it's.

"SCREEEEAGH!!!"

"Oh, here they come!" Henry exclaimed.

A thundering sound came to us from the far end of the street. Lots and lots of footsteps, rushing to us.

And then I saw it.

A massive tide of monsters, charging to our position. Misshapen things, as if someone took parts of different monsters, stitched them together, then subjected it to a horrendous alchemical mixture. Spawning these abominations. Many have arms for legs. Lots of them have tentacles sprouting from their bodies or even their mouths. Some even have two or more extra appendages, including multiple heads.

Monsters that looks like humans. If they have green to brown skin like bark. Or bulging muscles, with muscles on muscles. Or has a height of three meters or more. And looks even more uglier than an Orc. Orc male, that is. Orc females can be quite beautiful in their own way. No offense.

"'ROAR'!!!" Really now.

Grumman just rushed forward, screaming on the top of his lungs. Stupid dwarf. Always rushing into battle, not caring for the consequences. They were coming to us. Can't you even wait for even a minute or so? And Jakur'xeran, Jaku to friends and compatriot, followed Grumman. And now it's a contest of one-upmanship. Stupid berserkers. Well, time to unleash my magic then.

"Meteor Strike Barrage!"

There we go! Really now. You want to compete in a contest like that with a Mage that can cast massive area damage spells? Hehe, I win.

"Really now, that's just cheating. Can't you have even allowed the monster horde to reach melee range? Well, that's on me for not adding ranged unit on that wave."

"Marius, must you really spoil our fun?" Jaku asks.

"Fecking shpoilshport. Have not bludied me blade yet!"

"Yes, my dear Marius. Can't you have even let us play for a bit." I forgot Romul can be as bloodthirsty as those two were. Only thing that make Romul and Grumman rivals and not enemies.

"Don't worry, guys. There's a lot more where that came from. We just have to mosey around the floor and find them."

"Can't ye bring dem to us, laddie?"

"Nah, that's just plain laziness."

"You're the one who's acting lazy!" Romul exclaims

"Hey now! It make the dungeon a better part of the hour to gather that horde. And me, to bring you, to them. And it's the adventurers' job to explore the dungeon. Not the dungeon to bring the monsters to them. Don't worry, I have lots of surprises scattered all over the entire floor."

"Now, good luck. As if you guys will need it. Stupid max level (bleep)." *More grumbling* "Well, tata for now. Gonna look over my new apprentice. Kukukuh!"

That's very disturbing. And Henry taking Cadix as his apprentice?

What abomination have we unleashed to the world. Better not think about it too much. Or you'll just go crazy with paranoia.

That time when Henry suddenly teleported in front of the kid, wearing a face that will frighten even high-level monsters. And declaring Cadix as his apprentice. And his facial expressions morphing into a more perverted one.

Now, I have to teach the kid on the finer points of appreciating women.

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"Hello, my young apprentice."

"Uh, Sir Henry, why are you calling me apprentice? And why are you speaking in a creepy, old man voice?"

"Please, call me Master, young apprentice. Or Teacher. Or Sensei. Or Guru. Oh well, Sir will do. And my voice is just perfect for this. It's quite fitting since, you know, I'll teach you the darker side on robot constructions."

"Uh, Sir Henry, I'll thinking I'll reject your offer. I don't think I'll want to learn what you want to teach me. And the voice is really creepy."

"Come now, young apprentice. I can teach you a lot of things. And you have the perfect beginning to become my apprentice. You already a good head start necessary in building the perfect companion. I can teach you the rest. Come boy, come to the lewd side. We have lots of nice asses and titties to make... YEOWCH!!!"

"Stop corrupting my son, you perverted freak! He's only twelve, for (Censored)."

"Come now, Mrs. Springleaf. He's already one, he just haven't realized it yet. I can even make you a new companion... YEOWCH!!! AW! AW! AW! Bloody woman, what was that for?"

"Come on now, break that. Mrs. Springleaf, stop trying to kill our host. Henry, please refrain from corrupting them."

"Really now, Councilor Kansur. I thought we were friends, buddies, fellow enthusiasts. After enjoying the ministrations of Kitty, I thought we enjoy the same things in life."

"The only reason I let the catgirl... fine, Kitty then... do those thing is I don't want to hurt her. I'm a high-leveler myself. If I try to stop her, I might break her body."

"Admit it. You also enjoyed it too. A lot. And you want to break something else, if you know what I mean. She's fully functional, also intact in there if you want to check."

*Coughing* "Really, Sir Henry, that's very crude of you. I'm not like you that lusts at any female that I see. I have more refined and matured taste."

"A taste in catgirls, or catwomen, should I say? Hmmm, I think you'll prefer a mature version, don't you think?

"Why you...!"

Well, Councilor Kansur wrestled Sir Henry to the ground. And he's punching him a lot of times. while Sir Henry just keeps smiling on him.

And now someone opened a betting pool on who will win.

MAMA!!! What do you think you're doing, betting on the fight.

Wow, Sir Henry really know how to provoke Councilor Kansur. Ow, that's a nasty headbutt.

"A bet on Councilor Kansur winning by biting Sir Henry's ear." What? I've got some cash and an opportunity to win more.

Okay, is Councilor Kansur a berserker? Wow, that's gonna leave a mark.

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"That's gonna leave a mark."

"Well, ye wanted me te shmash that thing. And Ah shmashed it."

"You can have been more elegant with it, you know." Romul interjects.

"No need to bicker on in. It's done. Good thing it's not a surface monster or we'll get nothing from it."

"Hey guys, guess what I've found?"

"Finally, a key mold! We've already slain half of the monsters in this dungeon just looking for this."

"Shpeak fer yerself. Ye were just yammering and building shilly contrapshens while we be hunting monshters and collecting loot."

"Hmph. Stupid dward. Don't you see that we need these things. And they're quite ingenious. A full smithy that can be easily packed and move to anywhere. Water purifiers that don't need magic crystals to power. I've even been able to make a motorcycle. See, with this, we can farther and faster than be walking alone. This will very good for scouting teams. Imagine if I can rebuild one of those 'cars'. We can have supply caravans that travel faster and carry more."

"Ye maybe on te shomeding."

"That is really useful. Especially if we can build it for ourselves."

"We can. Well, with the help of the dungeon, that is."

"Hmmm. I do not want to become reliant on the dungeon but in this case we have no choice. We do not have the the capability, resources, or even knowledge to build these items. Only the dungeon can provide them." Jaku answers.

"Very well. We will have to talk to Henry about this, then. All in agreement?"

"Agreed." All four of us answered.