As I strut down the street in a fabulous-looking body, my feet lead me in the direction of the Royal Halls of Regeneration. Over the last few months, temptation got the better of me and I ended up creating an incomplete body for myself to enjoy life's little luxuries.

I only say it's incomplete because I'm still missing the last element from my repertoire. The ever elusive and rare as hell Time Magic is all I need to create the world's strongest body. Or so I'm hoping.

I don't even know how I reached this point. Well, I do, but it's still hard to get my head around sometimes. Somehow though, through many mistakes and a shit load of luck, the future actually looks bright for me.

The future also looks really tasty as I stroll off course and straight into Ali's. "Two lunches to go please, Chef," I call into the kitchen with a smile on my face.

"Master!" Ali rushes over after hearing my voice. The colour of her hair and eyes match my own and we could easily be mistaken for twins. "Do you want The Special?"

"It's like you read my mind." Recently, Ali has been experimenting with fish. With the different variety of goods coming from all across Ishda, The Gourmet now has a lot more to work with. A far cry from the Boar meat the Rogues lived off for the first few weeks.

Ali rolls up two Yellowtails that have been seasoned and grilled into separate Rooflower leaves. The Rooflower, despite what its name would suggest, is actually a tree. One that happens to grow on my own mountain no less.

Needless to say, it tastes delicious. Or maybe that's just because Ali's involved. The first Rogue adds two small side dishes into her newly-designed takeout boxes and she places the yellowtail beside them. She then wraps up both lunches before handing them to me.

"I can already taste it, Ali! I can't wait." Staring at the bags in my hands, I wonder if I'll make it to Anya with both lunches still intact.

"You're too kind, Master. I just do the best I can. Actually, we're extremely busy right now so I'm going to have to get back. Have a great day, Master." Ali disappears with a smile after I bid her farewell. I watch as she teleports to another one of her businesses to help the staff there.

Believe it or not, there are more perks to having a human body than I would have thought. One such advantage is that whenever I close my eyes, I'm able to see the dungeon overview screens. The ones I've grown familiar with over this time.

That literally means that when I close my eyes I see more than I do when they're open.

The process is baffling, yet amazing.

Anyway, with my new feet I beat the ground beneath them and continue on to see Anya. I don't get to my destination unnoticed, as I would have done before, and instead I'm greeted by almost every single person I pass. Whether they're from the Dungeon, or the city, everyone offers a friendly hello to the small girl with green hair as she skips down the street.

Why is everyone being so nice? Maybe they're mistaking me for Ali?

Quite. That's probably it.

I was only joking, Me! It's nice now that Queen Abi is actually in the dungeon, or should I say body. What's even better though is being able to finally enjoy the wondrous delicacies made by Ali. Damn she's good.

Now that I'm bodied up, I can't help but appreciate everything and everyone around me. It's as though I'm high on love and I'm not afraid to show it. Reciprocating everyone's hellos with jolly-natured ones of my own, I bounce on and eventually reach Anya's place of work.

As usual the reception and waiting areas are full of people just wanting a quick check up, but there's barely a poorly soul in sight. The reason for this is that the quality of healthcare in my city is secondary to none. I doubt that they even have better in the Royal capital itself.

Another reason is that a great amount of custom goes through Lucinda's Liquids. People can't get enough of the Potion Master's special brews. The magical tonics acquired at her factory help boost the body's natural resistances which in turn prevent them from getting ill.

Still, the citizens of Varona always seem to fill the Royal Halls on a daily basis with ease.

Maybe it's the Doctor Mages?

"Maybe," a deep voice says behind me. Turning around, I come face to face with Me.

"What are you doing here?" I'm puzzled as the body I made for Me is as strong as my own. That means he shouldn't be able to get sick. Not any normal type of sickness at least.

"Doctor Mages, " he replies, not phased in the slightest. A large smile across his face as we keep eye contact. Me becomes more and more like myself everyday and I can't even tell if he's joking at this point.

I mean, some of those doctors...

"Well, it better not be for my Rainbow Mage." I frown at the male version of myself who only laughs back.

"I wouldn't dream of it. I have my eye on another." He replies honestly.

"Really? Who is it? I'm curious now."

"Like I would tell you! You would only make up a ridiculous joke about it." He looks elsewhere while sticking the knife in.

"That's harsh. I'm alway nice these days. I only wanted to see if I could help in any way."

"It's fine, thank you. There's... Nothing even there yet." He gazes at the floor solemnly for a moment before he looks at me and shouts "And don't even think about watching me!"

At which point all eyes fall on us and our conversation and I instantly feel the need to retreat to a safer place.

"I wouldn't do that... Don't! I meant don't. I don't do that type of thing," I say in a hushed manner. "Anyway I'm off to see Anya. See ya, Me."

I wave farewell and rush off before anyone else decides to see who's causing a commotion. I don't get far though before "Don't forget to spend up before tonight," Me shouts out as covertly as he can while I head down the corridor a deeper shade of red than when I entered.

I don't even know why I'm so flustered over it. I thought I had grown used to being the center of attention, but clearly not. Maybe it's because he's so much like me that I don't know how to deal with it.

Either way, it's not a problem. It's just weird, but then again what isn't around here?

As I turn the corner towards Anya's office, I bump into another dungeon resident who has taken on human form. The scary Samantula has long-black hair and pitch-black eyes, but she's rocking a white skin-tight outfit that compliments her no less.

"Oh. Hello, Master. We were just talking about you." Samantula looks a little freaked out. Almost as though I'm here to scold her or something.

"I-I mean... Anya was just telling me stories about the times you used to adventure together." I laugh as I can imagine Anya doing a good deal of embellishing.

"Is she in?" I ask, even though I know. To which Samantula nods, says goodbye and promptly rushes off anywhere other than here. I can't be that scary. I'm only a little girl.

Heading onwards to Anya's office with our lunch still intact, I wonder if Samantula's here for the Doctor Mages too. Before I manage to reach a conclusion, however, I finally reach my goal.

Knocking on the door, I let myself in knowing that she's alone and not in the middle of seeing a patient. "I hear someone's been telling tales of Abi the Great recently," I laugh.

"Abi!" Anya jumps up and grabs me in her arms. "I only saw you yesterday. There's no need to be so dramatic," I playfully deny her affection even though I love it more than words can express.

"You're going to crush our dinner." After soaking up my friend's love, I push her off and hold out Ali's meals. Anya's eyes light up as she takes hers and sits down behind her desk.

"You're the best, Abi. Thank you." Anya starts eating before I can even say "You're Welcome." She must have been hungrier than usual today.

"Sho..." Anya starts to speak before stopping to finish her mouthful. "What do I owe for the pleasure of your company today?" She takes a large bite out of the Yellowtail wrap and my mouth waters slightly at the sight.

Digging into my own lunch, I momentarily ignored Anya's question to appreciate the food made by Ali. The Gourmet most certainly is the best without doubt. I definitely didn't eat this well before I became a Dungeon Core, that's for sure.

"No reason. Can't a girl just drop in on her best friend whilst she's at work?" I take another large bite from my wrap as Anya stares at me skeptically.

"If I didn't know you any better, and I do, then I'd know not to believe the first thing that came out of your mouth. So... What's up?" Anya places her wrap on the table and walks around her desk before putting a heartwarming hand on my shoulder. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"I know," I smile at the Rainbow Mage who has my well being on her mind. In a way it's like looking at a reflection of myself because I now feel as though I have their best interests at heart.

A long stride from the shady Rogue I used to be, but a welcome change as well. Who would have thought that dying and being reincarnated as a dungeon would have gone so well? Certainly not me and to be honest, back then if I would have been given a choice as to what I wanted to reincarnate as I would probably have chosen to become a human again.

The foolishness of my former self doesn't even shock me. It's not like I've become an enlightened being now that my species has changed, but I do feel as though being a human isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Don't get me wrong, there are undeniable perks to owning a body made from flesh and blood. Ali's food being a top runner in that category, but other than those little benefits that can only be experienced by having their five senses, is being a human really all that?

As I start metaphorically classing the state of existence in my head, Anya wraps me up in another warm embrace.

Fuck it! Being a human rocks. Even if this singular gesture was all life had to offer, I would gladly stay wrapped up inside it for all eternity. Tears of happiness gather in my eye and as I look up at the person warming not only my heart, but my soul as well, they run down my cheek and drip off onto her jacket.

"Seriously. Are you ok? Is it that time of the month? Wait... Do you even get that anymore? Is it worse for dungeons? Do you have like a cave-sized menstrual cycle that's about to explode on someone?" Anya gets right up in my face getting more and more serious, yet all I can do is laugh.

I wipe away my tears and calm myself down. Before explaining that I'm just happy I can enjoy the warmth of hugs. Through the dungeon it feels like more. In a way, it's like our souls are entwined and I can feel the love that she's offering.

It's not given with expectancy, or for any type of reciprocation. Instead, it's offered from her heart and soul. From her to me. Just because and for no other reason than she can. If there was ever a call for a good wailing session let me tell you, today would be the day.