Chapter 4.1: Doll Dungeon.

It's been a week and a half since I rescued the girls from the red neighborhood.

My approach is to absorb and assimilate the divine crystals, suffering a lot of physical torture by breaking and regenerating my body, repeating the cycle several times, suffering, breaking my skin, muscles, ligaments, bones, and veins, and rebuilding myself more powerfully. The result of being a masochist was rewarded by raising my level to virtually 4.5.

The higher my level, the more powerful my body was. To take it to the next level, it took a higher amount of effort in resources, as they were like about 350 divine crystals of death, only climbing 3.5 levels.

Ruby has not yet learned how to develop her racial skills; unfortunately, she has a personal RID. Luckily or pleasantly, Devora treats her as her own daughter by giving her transportation for her courses and school, helping her on the subject +18 to use her tail in the "Glory Hole," and taking care of serving me, washing clothes, cooking, and consenting to me.

Larry, for his part, Devora took care of removing his impotence. According to his unnecessary comments that I was not interested in knowing, he used the technique of caressing the prostate. It seems that, according to her, people who experience rape or trauma end up developing a fetish close to the trauma.

That left me seriously thinking about the idea of almost being raped. I made a self-reflection, and I admit, checking it with Ruby, that I'm a dominant person in bed, I don't like being led, and I like my partner's submission by letting me lead the act. When Ruby starts to dominate me, pleasure me, and make me feel weak, that my legs tremble, and I start to turn white, eh, helpless, frighten me, annoy me, and scare me, that violence or escape appears in my mind to stop it.

It is quite curious that in the case of Ruby, she likes to be dominated and that they have control over her, as it gives her anxiety and nervousness not to have someone with whom to depend and a dominant figure that guides and leads her loves her. I confirmed it with {Vision without Limits}; she is of the type that enters the most selfish I am with her, treating her as a better object. She's a really submissive girl and somewhat masochistic.

Poor Larry ended up developing one with his hemorrhoids; fortunately, Devora made sure to keep him heterosexual and contributed to his order. Because there were some idiots who wanted to bother taking advantage of the snake gang, they disappeared. They only ended up becoming divine crystals when I went to visit them with Dark.

Leaving the subject of fetishes. Ideate a selection system using {Vision without Limits} that basically consists of seeing my chances of success as I face that mission with my current capabilities in color.

Gold: 100% to +100%. Green from 75% to 99%. Yellow: 50% to 74%. Red: 25% to 49%. Black: 1% to 24%; black: 0% to -100%.

You'd be surprised to see a poster of red, black, and carmesic things. So I found my first mission to be, surprisingly, a dungeon with a 99% success rate.

Doll shed. Range: Bronze. Level: 1-20. Reward: 10 gold.

Time: Unlimited. Success: 99%. Conditions: Remove the marsh from the territory.

Dwarves are a kind of spiritual beast that works with the world, absorbing its vital, divine, and spiritual energy to create a dimension in its body where it generates monsters and floors while protecting its body.

As they absorb divine, spiritual, and vital energy, they develop intelligence, creating temptations as treasures that attract greedy living beings, traps, particular environments to generate certain kinds of monsters, and entry conditions to ensure their survival.

Dungeons could be dimensional gates, caves, or territories or facilities merging. In the worst of evolutionary cases, their best states are divine towers containing different biomas, levels, varieties of monsters, conditions, traps, and temptations. To the point that some cities are being built around them to raise income at the expense of the underlying dangers.

These monsters are known as the sea of opportunity and death for hunters; they are a great danger to society because they can free hordes of powerful monsters. More people make sure that they always press out on wandering misfortunes like these.

According to this doll dungeon, it only has conditions for bronze ranges, and for those who explored, it was a kind of mansion full of dolls wanting to play and hiding while it was burning. Among the more dolls you find, the flames rise in temperature like a trap, making it unbearable.

"If I propose it to myself, elemental damage cannot affect me if I take it to my shadow and let Dark absorb it.

I paid for the World Hunter transportation service to take me to the dungeon, which took me 2 hours' journey as I was in a city destroyed by hordes of monsters in the past. The mansion was a strange mansion in the center of the city.

I just stretched myself, taking a deep breath, before entering the mansion that was burning in pieces. I was welcomed by many porcelain dolls in maid's clothes, hundreds or thousands that covered the whole view, and I didn't feel hostility.

Watching them carefully with {Vision without limits}, they had the souls of different girls... They were NPCs. The NPCs were people who died inside the basement, and this recycles their souls into other beings serving in the bastion.

Welcome to our home. What are the rules?

"We have to play hiding."

"If you can find the 5,000 dolls, it's your victory.

" As you find more dolls, you will find that the flames will increase.

 Interesting. I like how all that sounds. Go hide while I count to 10.

-YEY-

The girls began to run away and hide while I was counting. I'm adjusting the video tools and the divine core in my body by being influenced by the energy of the fire element of the environment, turning it into dark energy by creating a layer over my body to protect me from ambient temperatures and smoke.

Well, girls, ready or not, here I am. {Vision without limits} It allowed me to see all the dolls with ease, finding them quietly from their hiding places. The girls, when they were discovered, laughed amusingly and melted, disappearing. As he was exploring, the house looked like a strange, exclusive female orphanage. Curious, I'm making a rope of darkness.

Any chance you want to jump the rope with me? 

"I want, I want-

Several dolls saw me jumping the rope, having fun, and I watched the girls disappear. Changing games—drinking tea, playing the house, dancing, playing ball, and lastly, reading them a fantasy story—all the girls approached and happily disappeared among laughter.

I think it was the first time in a long time since I've been out of the orphanage for 4 years that I cared so ignorantly that it was a dungeon—a place with everything burning in pieces and toxic smoke that could kill anyone. I'm just going to focus on playing and laughing with a lot of little girls of the same age.

In the library, one of the dolls comes out of a bookstore, staying in a small space, and I approach her, caressing her head.

"Be careful; there's something dangerous and bad down there. The doll disappears, and the bookstore breaks, revealing some stairs.

Down about 2 floors, we reach a type of corridor with 50 rooms on the right and left, each with a small screen. The rooms on the right are rooms with different sex toys and accessories, with the dolls wearing provocative clothes and covered with secretions with dead faces. On the left side were rooms full of torture machinery with broken dolls, and I could see the real appearances of quite a few of them.

Quietly, he entered each of the rooms, making the girls disappear with a kind and careful face, giving them relief from being found, reckoning about 4,999 dolls. On reaching the end of the hallway, I reached a strange open space with strange statues made of human bones and skins, while on the walls there were paintings made of blood and human leather in relief.

I felt my senses shouting danger, jumping forward, and using my arms to push me further.

You could've avoided me.

There was a beautiful female humanoid being with white hair, white skin, large nipples, and a thin waist, starting with the body of a black spider with a carmesin of 3 m in diameter and height. Hide my fear since I was a damn Aracne when I analyzed her.

Aracne. Range: Bronze. Class: Diamond. Stars: 9.

Element: Darkness/Death. Level:?

Skills:?.

The arachnids were known as the queens or empresses of the spiders; they were monsters with powerful poisons, scary thread manipulation skills, intelligence to create powerful traps, and even sometimes used their charms to fall in love with men and devour them. With the ability to create large hordes of spiders and command them to create chaos, death, and destruction.

I kept myself quiet by force, smiling forcibly.

What does a beauty like you do here?

This is my home.

"You have pretty special decorations; where do they come from?"

Are you very conversational?

"I don't have the ability to talk to beautiful girls like you." Why don't we talk a little bit to calm down the atmosphere? What's your story?

"Jejeje, ok, I like to play with my food; it was formerly the pet of the former owner of the place.

Did he have the ability to control a beautiful Aracne?

Previously, I was just a giant black widow, The owner had a kind of public orphanage where he only accepted girls to give them free education as servants for the elites, but it was just a camouflage for his main business of prostitution, torture, cannibalism and sale of morbid arts- 

Prostitution, torture, cannibalism and sale of morbid arts? Your owner had particular tastes.

-He did, but he had many clients in a row, men and women satisfying their most sadistic tastes by raping, breaking, eating and receiving a work of art with their remains, My particular role was to inject poisons into the girls that slowly melted their flesh and organs into juice in a painful process for the victim and enjoyment for the clients to give them intact skins and bones to work with.

What happened here?

-There was a strange explosion caused by a horde of monsters. Later, I woke up in this place without needing to eat or drink water; I just slept, Over time, I ended up with this appearance without being able to escape due to the high temperatures above-

-What a pity!

-No problems; today the food came to my house. The Arachne releases a web, hitting me from the wall, approaching me, penetrating my leg and I clenched my teeth while watching her.

-You are an aggressive girl; my mother warned me about women like you, I hope you don't disappoint me-

-Very flirtatious-

-… Are you going to kill me?

-Yes-

-… Could you give me a kiss at least?

What did you say?

I will die a virgin, young in a hole without remains; at least give me a kiss with which I can brag in the afterlife-

-Ha, ha, ha. The Arachne laughs loudly and caresses my chin, smiling.

I'll give you a kiss you'll never forget, even in the afterlife. The Arachne splits the bottom of her mouth, showing a sea of ​​teeth and a disgusting tongue releasing toxic saliva.

-Get ready for the best kiss of your life-

Fuck, I made a scared face.

The Arachne brings her head closer, about to touch her teeth and releases Dark into her throat.

-#%#$%$#- The Arachne screams muffled while Dark manipulates the darkness, turning her insides into a mess of flesh and all her organs.

The Arachne screams in pain through all her orifices and I free myself from the net using [Shadow Mastery] I drag the right leg that was penetrated from side to side, thanking that it was only muscle closing the wound with darkness. Arachne ended up kicking her head in anger.

-Damn monster, I keep her body in my shadow. He walked towards a wall, finding a dungeon core nailed to the wall and a Dark Elf doll sitting on it. He touched the cheek of the last one.

-The 5,000th princess found time to stop playing-

-Thank you for finding me, my prince -The doll kisses me.

I ended up in a dark space observing an image of a girl escaping from some slavers, who ended up in the owner of the city, which was an orphanage where she was cared for with much love and care, playing with girls and learning to be an elite servant with the dream of repaying the favor to the family.

After a few years she was bought and taken to the basement, where she was brutally raped, tortured and locked in a cage while being slowly devoured. She tried to communicate with the spirits of a dungeon to try to escape.

Several days where she was raped, tortured and more pieces of her body were eaten while locked in a cage. The horde of beasts destroyed the city and the mansion in an explosion where she could barely create the dungeon by absorbing the souls of the girls.

When I woke up in reality, I found myself in the ruins of the mansion with about 5,000 spiritual girls floating in the air; I looked at them trembling and holding back tears.

-…I hope you are reborn and happy, girls… if that fucking goddess who has pedophiles in her ranks of servants… truly, there are laws of salvation-.

-Thank you very much, hero-

The girls smiled at me floating in the air disappearing and I saw the 12-year-old dark-skinned Elf girl in front of me and I held back my tears trying to smile.

-Pretty, I think you need to rest-

-I would like to serve you in the afterlife-

-If you reincarnate for sure, it would be an honor… I would love to have a pretty girl like you serving me-.

The Elf smiles kissing me, lighting up to the point of blinding me, forming a strange fairy about 30cm tall, black hair, crimson eyes, delicate brown skin in a beautiful maid outfit.

-Please give me a name-

I search for a logical explanation for this by analyzing it with {Unlimited Vision}

Guardian Fairy. Rank: Bronze. Level: 6. Class: Diamond. Stars: 7. Element: Plant, death, darkness.

Skills: Spiritual communication, symbiosis, plant mastery.

Guardian fairies are spiritual existences originating from elves who die and decide to transcend into fairies that defend the surroundings of the sacred tree that they venerate. These elves are immortal and only die when the being that serves them dies. This Elf was flying in front of me in maid clothes.

-Please give me a name-

I'm not good at giving names-

I'll accept anyone with pride-

-Linda, you'll be called Linda.

-I like my name, Master-

I have her on my chest, hugging her, feeling the tears run down my eyes.

Do you remember everything?

-I don't remember anything but the feeling of finding my master-.

-I understand, it's okay, it's okay, there's no point in remembering any of that. I squeeze her with tears running wild.

In that image, I had seen all kinds of horrible things and above all, I could feel the physical sensations and painful thoughts of that girl who had her life taken away. I squeeze her with all my strength, crying for the girl and she hugs me, smiling.

-It's okay, master, Cry all you want; I'll be here to wipe your tears-

I broke down crying so much from the shocks of seeing so much disgusting shit, the physical sensations, and the sad thoughts of all those girls; it was too much for my mind and stomach to bear. It took me a while before I could get up, dragging one leg.

Making some video modifications where Linda is not shown, my powers and uploading the confirmation video. Dark, meanwhile, showed me some rewards: an Arachne beast core and some divine crystals of the darkness element converted from the fire element, the dungeon core.

-A nice reward for the job considering the difficulty of the job-

I just called the World Hunter service to come and get me. While waiting, I leave the mansion, cursing internally.

-I have horrible fucking luck for having the ability to find so many perverts in one go-