Random Portals

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep. Her wings are just so soft,” Steven said.

“Of course you didn’t mean to fall asleep. Her feathers secrete a sleeping residue. If you didn’t have such an insane resistance, you could have starved to death in there!” Silvia said.

Steven blankly looked at Silvia for a moment before turning to Fidah. “You wouldn’t have let me die in there.” Fidah was silent while looking down. “Right?” Steven asked.

“Oh, leave her alone. This is your fault. She was only following orders.” Silvia said. “I would have eventually found you.”

“Why didn’t you tell me she had sleeping powder on her wings? You saw me touching it.”

“How was I supposed to know you were going to crawl in there and then order her to lie to me?”

“You’re the one that believed it! It was obvious I was in there!” Steven said.

“Oh, and i…” Silvia started.

“If I may,” Sirus interjected, “it really matters not. We have found Steven and we are all ready to enter the final floor.”

“I have to agree with the reptile,” Nev said. “Let us finish this.”

“Where is everyone else?”

“If you wouldn’t have been fondling Fidah’s feathers, then maybe you would know the plan.”

“Alright, well, I’m here now, so what is the plan?”

“Well,” Silvia started, light flickering, “I thought it best…”

“Master,” Nev said, cutting off the Wisp, “there is no point in bringing everyone to the next floor. We can just simply come get them when we finish the final floor.” Nev finished speaking by walking up to Steven and locking her arm in his. “Shall we?” Nev said, walking him towards his the glowing barrier.

“Let’s do this,” Steven said.

“I have already sent ten of my new drones in to scout. If they are alive, they should be waiting as soon as we enter with a report of their findings. The remaining drones will follow in after one minute in case there is a big fight i don’t want them to get caught up in it.”

“Awesome sounds like a good plan. Good job, Nev.” Steven would prefer all the mimic drones to die here, but he wasn’t about to say that out loud. He was about to place his hand on the shimmering barrier when Fidah spoke up.

“Master, can I have my bow? I now have enough attributes to wield it properly.”

“Of course.” Steven said as he pulled it out. “Also, I want you to come in last.”

Fidah’s eyes went wide. “But Master please, I am much stronger now!”

“I don’t want you to get hurt! You can’t even use your new shard effectively yet you still need practice. That’s an order you are to be the last to enter the tenth floor.”

Fidah looked down. “Yes, Master.”

Steven could tell Silvia was saying something to her but turned back to the barrier, arm still locked with Nev.

“Shall we go together?” Nev asked.

Steven placed his hand on the barrier at the same time as Nev did. He nodded to her, then selected yes.

He was grateful Nev did it with him. He wasn’t sure if she could smell the fear on him or she just was just being her normal strange self. Either way, he was grateful.

The next thing Steven seen was a huge black dragon. His eyes widened as he saw it already breathing black flames towards them. Neither he nor Nev had a chance to react before they were both engulfed in black flames.

Steven was sure that was the end of it. As the flames covered them, he waited for the pain, but other than the smell assaulting his nose, there was nothing. He didn’t feel any pain. He looked over at Nev, now in her spider form, who looked to be just as shell-shocked as him. She didn’t seem to be in pain either, and fire was her bane. She then jumped into action and began crawling up toward the ceiling. It took Steven a few more seconds to understand that the black flame was some sort of poison mist. A poison that had absolutely no effect on him. The Dragon continued to spew poison from its mouth for a solid thirty seconds. meanwhile Steven just stood there and watched the poison mist.

“What are you doing? Thats a dragon it could kill you, hurry and send it to inventory! Or is it too big?”

Steven snapped out of it as soon as he heard Silvia’s voice. Now that he was paying attention, he seen the dragon had rotten flesh and bone showing in places. He wasn’t sure if the dragon was too big, but since it was undead, he would try. Nev was shooting webs at its face, trying to wrap its mouth closed, which seemed to annoy the dragon more than anything else.

Steven’s eyes widened. He had never seen Nev’s webs snap like that.

“Steven!” Silvia said, light flaring.

“Right! I’m on it.” He quickly opened a portal while praying his inventory would work. He opened a portal to the part of the dragon that didn’t have scales, afraid that its scale could have some sort of magical protection. Suddenly, the Dragon was just gone. Several demons stood on the other side of the cavern at a tunnel entrance, and even at this distance, Steven could tell they were shell-shocked and confused. Nev, falling from the ceiling in the place the dragon once occupied, was all it took for the demons to turn and run down the tunnel.

“Well, that was anticlimactic. I’m guessing that dragon wasn’t the Elder demon.”

“Ive never heard of demons running before,” Silvia said in a confused tone, “and no, unfortunately, that was not not the Elder Demon. Good news is that must have taken a lot of resources for him to summon from the underworld. And It took you less than thirty seconds and a single mana to deal with it.”

“Master, that was excellent. Ive never seen someone deal with a dragon so quickly!”

“I really didn’t do much. I just sent it to inventory.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” Silvia said. “Regardless of how you handled the dragon, you still used your power to deal with it. I can tell you right now the Elder Demon used more than just his own power to get an undead Dragon here. Likely through mass sacrifice of his own kind.”

“I could barely hold its mouth closed for a second with my webs before it broke through them. We would have been done for without you. Once that dragon was done spewing poison, it would have attacked with other means.”

“Are you okay Nev? I see a green hue around you.”

“I am fine, Master. My resistance was just enough to deal with the poison breath. This is just the after effects it will fade quickly. We are lucky it used poison and not fire.”

“You’re right about that! It doesn’t seem to have affected me at all. What is your resistance?”

“Forty three is my resistance.” Nev said.

“Now, do you see how good your amulet is? You have a total of sixty-seven. I don’t know any beings that could just stand inside of a dragon’s poison breath and not even flinch or be damaged at all.” Silvia’s light flickered. “That portal ability along with your inventory ability seems a bit overpowered.”

“Agreed. It is ridiculous. And I wouldn’t say the poison didn’t affect me at all, my clothes are drenched it that poison mist. Should I change them or something?”

Nev chuckled at that. Steven was just about to say something when the light from the entrance flickered and the remaining drones came pouring through.

“I thought they were meant to come in a minute afterwards. It’s been over a minute.”

“The barrier likely takes a while to traverse.” Silvia said.

“Oh, well, that’s good to know, anyway should we have pursued those demons earlier?” Steven asked.

“I wouldn’t bother. That dragon announced our presence with that poison. Everyone knows we are here now.” Silvia said. “I still can’t believe that Elder demon could get a dragon even of the undead type. He must have sacrificed almost all the demons under his command.”

“Well, that works out for us,” Steven said. “I hope they don’t have a demon dragon or something!”

“Demon dragon?” Silvia asked. “Don’t be ridiculous, that’s not a thing.”

Steven was about to ask how he was supposed to know that when Sirus approached. He began asking if there were any threats yet and Silvia began to explain what had happened.

Nev sent half her drones to scout, aside from a few normal drones that stayed back, mostly as guards for Steven. They couldn’t do much, but if he was knocked out or something, they could drag him to safety. At least, Nev told him.

The god of Undeath looked on with disgust. He would have never even thought to look at this back water world if it didn’t have the chosen of Chaos on it. This human was a bane of his existence. All he had to do was touch an undead, and it was sent to the human’s soul scape which was impossible to escape. He wasn’t sure if he could even escape such a place. The human had too much power, but the other gods didn’t see it as that big of a deal. If he could target other beings besides undead, then they would also file a complaint, but that wasn’t going to happen. He would have to deal with this issue himself. The problem was this: Steven was the chosen of Chaos, a being that could not be trifled with. That was, unless they could get support from one of the other Seven. And with this recording of the fight with Steven and this undead dragon, he would surely get the attention of Death. This Steven had an absurd power and coupled with an undead Angel, he was unstoppable. Something had to be done! Surely Death would agree it was his angel aiding this human, after all.

Sorin wanted to flee. The Elder demon was able to summon two undead dragons at high cost, both to Sorin and the demon. And that dammed human just took the breath of the dragon head on and then simply disintegrated the dragon with a single touch. The blood bag just stood in the dragon’s breath, as if he knew he was being watched and wanted to mock him.

If it wasn’t for the Undead god taking an interest in him, he would have already extracted the domain from himself and fled. This Steven was a monster. It was better to try and willingly get rid of the domain than have it forcefully ripped from him. But the undead god had offered him a way out, even if the human was able to get to him. However, the god did say if Steven was able to touch him, then there would be nothing that could be done for him.

If it wasn’t for the dam wisp, he would have one of his undead knights sit on the throne and pretend to be the dungeon lord. It had saved him in the past. Sorin bit into the neck of one of the human females from his prison and drank deeply. The human knew better than to make a sound. The human passed out from blood loss. But she was still alive. He didn’t want to kill his blood bags, although it happened from time to time. He like to see how close to death he could get them. It was a little game he liked to play to pass the time, although, since being trapped in the dungeon, it had been harder to get humans sent to him. So he had to be careful. He had drank a bit more than normal, but it didn’t matter. It would be over soon one way or another and what was one more dead blood bag? This was the most blood he had consumed at one time in days. His eyes grew wide with blood lust and he stood, feeling invigorated from all the fresh blood. He would be fine. The god had enchanted his staff. It would instantly kill any being bypassing all shard abilities. He had strict instructions to use the staff as soon as he seen Steven.

Opening his dungeon view, he watched Steven as he casually walked and talked with the wisp. It made Sorin’s blood boil the causal way the human walked, as if a dragon was just an everyday occurrence and his dungeon was not a threat at all. Although maybe his dungeon was no threat to him, his level was obviously a lie, after all. For all he knew, this being could already have a fully functional core.

He hoped the other dragon along with the Elder Demon would be able to handle the human. He was walking right towards them. Surely this Steven had to be exhausted and drained of mana from disintegrating the last dragon, even if he didn’t show it.

Sorin watched as one of the demon assassins attacked the human. But the human didn’t even flinch and somehow disarmed the assassin. After that, the spider quickly dealt with the assassin. Sorin frowned as the other two assassins didn’t even attempt to attack and just ran back to the Elder Demon. He knew they were going to report, but he wanted to see them make the human bleed.

Sorin hated the human. Steven mocked him constantly. Pretending to be a level one and slowly gain levels in his dungeon while he made his way to kill him. It was insane he didn’t understand why he kept up this charade; it was surely the Wisp’s doing. He should have made her leave when she refused to soul bond with him, but he never expected this.

He was starting to doubt Steven was human at all. The Wisp probably hired him somehow and had been planning this for years now. Sorin squeezed the staff in his hand. It didn’t matter. All he had to do was deal damage with the staff and that would be it. He did his best to calm down while he watched the human continue to walk down the tunnel, the traitorous Wisp leading him right to the Elder Demon.

“Bring me another!”

No sooner than Sorin shouted, a servant ran in the room and knelt.

“Master.” The servant kept their head lowered while ordering two skeletons to drag the human back to the cells. “Is there a specific human you would like, my lord?”

“Bring me the two newest humans.”

“At once, my lord.”

Sorin watched as the demons were torn apart by the Spider Queen. The human not even having to raise a hand. Sorin didn’t understand how he got that damned spider to become his servant. Whatever the reason, it wouldn’t be much longer and they would be approaching the main chamber, which was right outside the two stone doors of his throne room. He glanced over at his dozen skeletal knights. He previously had thought they would be all the defense he would ever need but, they no longer brought him the safety he once felt from them.

A servant returned with two female humans. These humans still had their spirit and fought back, but their fighting spirit would soon fade. It was only a matter of time. After all, these blood bags had only been fed on a handful of times. Sorin smiled as they looked at him with fury in their eyes. He loved breaking them. The look in their eyes as they slowly lost all hope and come to accept this was now their life. Not even death was an escape for them in his domain.

“Come here.”

“Fuck you!” One of the humans said, spitting in his direction.

“I love your spirit,” Sorin said. “It’s females like you that have me continue to prey on your kind. Your defiance makes your blood all the more sweet.”

The next moment Sorin was standing over one of the humans teeth sunk into the side of her neck while she tried to struggle. The other human tried to help her friend, but Sorin causally grabbed her by the neck and lifted her off the ground with one hand while not turning around. Once the first human stopped struggling, he dropped her, and she fell to a heap on the ground. Then he turned his attention to the second. Right before he sunk his teeth into the next one, his servant spoke.

“My lord...”

“What is it!” Sorin hissed.

“It’s the human he is entering the room.”

Sorin turned. Once he saw Steven enter the final room, he dropped the human and appeared on his throne to watch the scene unfold. He wouldn’t dare miss this, even for fresh blood.

It would be difficult even for this over powered human to deal with an Elder demon and a dragon, not to mention an elite demon assassin. Even if he could make it past this room, he would be so drained of mana he could probably just send out his undead knights to finish him off. The spider was an issue and one of the Half naga was decent but Sorin felt he would be fine now. After all, he had the enchanted staff that an Angel of Undeath gave him.