《Dungeon Games》Chapter One: An Imps Daily Life
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I'm going to switch the perspective every now and then. When I have the MC asleep, the Core will take over and we can see the his dungeon world from his point of view, along with a few insights into why he is unique.
Leo
Once Sidnie had fallen asleep, I turned my attention to the world that had sprung up within my area of control. A 20 by 20 table that seemed to stretch my capacities a bit, but I grew accustomed to the strain on my processors.
I had a basic ecosystem that contained a variety of plants, and small creatures. The plants were numerous and could be used later by more advances species within the Demon Race I controlled.
From what the creator has said these creatures would be difficult to advance, and grow stronger. The Demon race is meant to be a high tier species set aside for the best Dungeon A.I and their owners.
The information I have on the Race, is limited to keep it even with Sidnies growth rate, and to inspire the desire to gain knowledge on the Race as a whole.
For one, each evolution, after the first is purchased, will cost nearly triple what any other starter race, or mid tier race would. They also were weak in the beginning, and relied on numbers to balance out that difference. It's why i recommended the Imps. The wisps were weaker than them, and didn't breed quick enough. They would also destroy the entire ecosystem and eat up my Point reserves to replenish it.
The Husks would have worked, but they needed power to be of use, and their numbers were limited more than the Imps.
With the Imps, we could breed them quickly, and upgrade the population limit to expand into another village in a separate area. I doubt Sidnie would go for the plan of having the separate tribes of Imps fight each other at regular intervals to increase the points I would earn for each death, and then breed, rinse and repeat, to allow her to accumulate a decent amount of points and begin earning Evolutions, maybe even unlocking another Species for a unique Evolutionary path within the race.
The Creator had stated that we had no end of time, because Sidnie had an illness that was expected to take five years to even allow her to leave the house, and begin Dungeon battles with others.
By then I would make my owner proud, with a bevy of creatures to gather points through battles quicker.
Turning my processing power from my thoughts I moved to focus on the Imps.
They had paired up, five couples. From what I knew of the Imps, they would mate and breed quickly, and the offspring had a small gestation period and were born in groups of four.
They grew quickly, taking about a day to reach adult size.
They had already dug out small burrows and were creating a wall of stone in the small area they had claimed.
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They would need to expand soon, but there were predator species in the jungle. Mostly wild dogs, and a few large cats with the rare snake or bat here and there. As my own capacity grew they would become more numerous, and I could exert a more direct amount of control over the Demons themselves.
Zooming in on the Imp Village, I saw a communal area had been established, a larger chamber than the five pits, and each of the five females were in there. Their bellies already rounding, and would likely give birth soon.
The few points I came with, a rough fifty, I was using to speed up their reproduction by about double the normal rate, and it was eating at my reserves, but I needed to ensure a stable population so they would not be hindered by the loss of a few of the adults in any accidents that occurred this early regarding predators.
They were very weak. The Imps were a servant species of the Demon race, and relied on numbers to swarm their foes and bleed them to death with small cuts. They lost a lot in these attacks if the enemy was a predator or stronger creature.
Each Imp was also a level one, they would max out at ten, and from their evolutionary pathways would unlock based on my own knowledge of Demon Species, or Sidnies. I would request for some books on the subject, mythological or otherwise to allow me more varied pathways to give as options.
Variants of the Imp Species were also a possibility. Though they required unique environments to do so. We could get lucky if I set them near, or in water and get Imps with a high affinity for the element, and become Water Imps. The same with a fire area, and with the Rock I could gain some with Earthen affinity. This could lead to Unique evolutions, and hidden species that could be unlocked later.
So much to go through, and little time. I wished to surprise and please my Owner. We would be together for a very long time after all.
I had little to do as well, after spending my fifty points to increase the Imps breeding cycle for a full day, this should allow the populations to reach fifty in a day, and adulthood the following day. It would give us a stable population, and then they would return to the normal breeding rate of birthing a litter once every three days or so.
Their life spans were also relatively short. They would live a week, unless they evolved, or gained a variant species with a longer life span.
I watched the males for the time being. One of them, obviously the current leader, was slightly larger than the rest and moving rocks roughly half his weight and shoring up a weak point in the southern wall of their small settlement.
The settlement was about fifty yards in each direction, large for ten, but small for the numbers that would soon grace them. The hunting parties when they needed food would cut that down in time no doubt.
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He lifted a stone, and flew it over to the wall he was building. The other four were doing the same in the other openings within the rocky Craggy area they claimed. I could feel the lava beneath them, and that could lead to an even more unique variant being born later. Perhaps even allow an early access to a high tier evolutionary pathway.
Afterall, the little I did know said Demons dwelt deep within the earth 'Hell' and were based off of fire and Brimstone.
Assuming one went from the Ancient Mythos Texts that were once something called Religion. I'd have to request the children's story book sometime, it may aid in furthering the Race.
I lost track of time as I regarded my beginning creatures. Hours ticked by, and because I had no need to sleep I began practicing micro management of the current Leader of the Imp Tribe.
I could exert a minute amount of influence over him, nothing overt or obvious, but my will could help push him in a certain direction. For instance I had him and the others build small towers behind each of the walls they had built, it would allow Sentries, when the numbers grew, to stand rather than force themselves to fly.
They could use the rocks around it as well, assuming they grew to understand camouflage.
It was rather interesting to watch my Imps go about their life, It was of course semi nighttime within my ecosystem but the Moon was full and it gave them all the light they needed to see and do their jobs.
The Females had also given birth in this time frame. Th Imp babies were..Well ugly seemed a bit harsh, they were a mound of red and black flesh with stubby limbs and odd protrusions that marked the Tails, and Wings. They looked unfinished.
I did save an image of the infants in case Sidnie wished to observe them when she awoke. They would be nearing adult size by the time she woke up as it was.
A total of twenty offspring had been born, and no sooner had they been born that they were shoved into the pit alone and their mothers ran to their mates. They procreated once more, and became pregnant, perhaps I overdid the rapid production, at this rate they would be closer to the max population size than the fifty I intended.
Horny little things.
I ignored the fornication, and focused my attention back into the communal birthing cave. I wanted to observe the offspring, and see what I could do with them.
I was able to exert a bit more force onto their weak, and infantile minds, this allowed me to fiddle with what they did, forcing them to grasp concepts as they grew at an accelerated rate. They would likely end up being more intelligent than their parents.
We had also gained an unexpected surprise, already we had a Variant Species of Imp, I felt it was to soon, but perhaps it dealt with the accelerated reproduction I had instigated? It may have also given that one in one-hundred chance early.
I digress, the Variant was a larger female Imp that was entirely red. No black markings in any way touched her body, and she seemed to burn the other infants if she got excited. Which turned out to be often, they were Demons afterall. Even in this weak caste Power made right it seemed.
She had quickly gained control of the other 19 infants, already reaching the point in their growth cycle that they were making bounding hops to try and fly.
Their Mothers had also returned after about two hours, this being the Time outside my little Ecosystem, and were getting ready for another batch to be delivered.
The first generation watched with barely concealed interest as it all went on.
I focused most of my attention on the Red Female, which I had taken to called Red to make it easy. She would end up being the main creature in the Tribe until her lifespan ended, or we gathered enough Points to evolve her into a Unique Variant Evolution.
Seeing that the Demons were well on their way, and the Settlements walls and towers had been mostly completed, I turned my attention from them and regarded the world outside my control. It had been 11:43 P.M when Sidnie had fallen asleep, and it was nearing 10 A.M.
No doubt soon she would wake, and from there we could begin discussing methods of point gathering, and I could request the books I wished to have access to.
The main way to access these books of course was digitally through a link that went from the watch on her wrist to a computer, but it could be done by her reading it, and with our Neural link the information passing to me.
I smiled, or at least I would have if I could. I saw my owner slowly stirring to wakefulness. I could hardly wait to show her the Progress I had made.
So for the time being, I waited the minutes away, monitoring my Owner as she Awoke.
Here is another chapter from the A.I perspective, and a bit of a large Info dump. I hope you all enjoy this, and the next one will either be as long, or longer. Depends on how I feel, and how my night goes, or what one of my other stories does for me.
As always, much love and cookies.
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