"...For the most part, it seems the summoning was a success," Harry informed Aura as she watched the progress of the Chosen One on the magic mirror circle of water in the middle of town. The princess of domestic and magic affairs gave a simple hum to let her personal knight know she was listening before looking back at the screen.

"Princess Aura... Desmend will be fine. You shouldn't worry yourself to death, princess."

"I'm not saying you're wrong, but I worry about him all the same," she stated with a small sigh. "He's never been in this much danger before... And he did something to me that shouldn't have happened."

"That moron!" Clementine and Eliza yelled, the latter forgetting her weird speech pattern and just focusing on the screen in front of them. After Desmend was summoned into the dungeon, the Goddess and, in her infinite wisdom of trolling people, gave scrolls to the citizens of the Aucrulethen Kingdom. So they all can check on the progress of their Chosen One, who was named their King...

At times, the Goddess is a bit of an asshole if one thinks about it.

"I'm going to kill him!" Clementine repeated.

"Not if I kill him first!" Eliza swore. "However…" Eliza started up once more, getting her older sisters' attention. "He is doing great with that stolen blade of his..." the veteran warrior explained, looking at the screen in the centre of Aurarock town square with an expression of annoyance and mild worry. The magic screen was currently displaying Desmend frantically running away from a Mother Longlegs that was roughly the size of a Deathstalker. This was amazing, since he wasn't using Vespa or Mana to boost his speed. But she will never admit it to him.

"I don't care!" Clementine whispered. "I want to see a big monster eat that bastard." The rage on her face showed she really meant it. But not really. She, just like her sisters, is worried about their Chosen One. Desmend had never dealt with anything that dangerous before, and he was so not ready for this.

"Worry not, girls. I'm sure the Chosen One has a plan." Andre assured the princess as he watched Desmend narrowly avoid getting impaled by one of the spider pincers. The brunette instructor could only shake her head at the young man before looking at the knight questioningly.

"Are you kidding me?! That stupid, lazy, moronic, lecher, greedy, lustful of a man! He's been nothing but rude, cocky, and dismissive since the day we encountered him, and if all those 'special supplies' that he requested are any indication, make on crazy. So why should I worry about that moron? Why?!"

Andre said nothing for a moment, looking at the brunette princess, who had more worry in her tone than anger, before he let out a small sigh and locked eyes with his princess once more.

"Princess… I'm not sure if you've noticed, but there's something very unique about our King…."

"Oh, believe me, Sir Andre, I've noticed more than enough 'unique' qualities about him than I'd like." The brunette remarked dryly. The Dogmatic knights around them could only let out a few muted chuckles at her dry tone.

"Bad (funny) qualities aside, you can't deny that Desmend has a lot of potential to be an amazing warrior. He is indeed brash, cocky, and… very problematic, and extremely daft, if you ask me. But he's also astute, resourceful, and, above all else: clever." Eliza could only raise an eyebrow upon hearing Harry's claims. He was surprisingly sure of himself on this matter.

"These traits, combined with his ability of his to wield Vespa and Mana, could very well turn him into quite the force to be reckoned with. The Vagabond and Force Mage are mighty lifepaths princesses. He just needs something to drive him, push him forward, so to say. Like maybe one of you sleeping with him."

This made all four sisters pause for a moment before looking at each other and then blushing up a storm. They couldn't help but blush when their knights were discussing their future King and asking one of them to sleep with Desmend?

"And you just said that," Eliza said as she glared at the knight.

"Well, it was worth a try." Andre shrugged.

"We know all you girls like him. Half of the maid staff refuse to see him while priestess flat out said they never stay five minutes with him alone." Harry said as his expression grew teasing. "You know how to deal with these kinds of situations, and I think it might be time to step up and start pushing him along."

"I agree with Sir Harry, Princess," Andre added.

Tangerine didn't articulate; the head priestess was lost to the world in her fantasy.

Aura was just as silent. The magi princess was at a loss for words. Eliza's face turns redder and redder. What they said was true. She wanted Desmend. However, she didn't want to have to go through the trouble of seducing the idiot. So she said nothing.

Clementine, however, had something to say.

"So, you all want me to fuck the Chosen One?" Clementine asked, while looking at the two men in front of her. The idea was not that bad after all. It would be fun, maybe even pleasurable. She wouldn't have to do anything to get him aroused because he was already having lustful inclinations about all of them. Stupid man can't tell a lie to them all... All she needed to do was take care of him and…

Aura's eyes widened when she heard Clementine's suggestion. The redhead princess looked at the ash blonde princess and raised an eyebrow. However, she doesn't seem angry at her sister's suggestion. In fact, she seems like she's considering the idea. Her mind went blank for a moment before she nodded slowly.

"Princesses. Desmend thinks of the world of you four... And I'm pretty sure when meets the last three... They would most likely fall for him as well." Andre shook his head at the thought and looked up at the sky. "Just find a way to get Desmend to take action. Make him stay... And not back to his world."

Andre stopped talking when he noticed the princesses were not paying attention anymore. Instead, they are all looking back at the screens to watch. Each one has anxiousness and worries in their expressions.

Desmend ran for dear life, dodging the leg-stinger of a Mother Longlegs. But unfortunately, he was also fighting a group of six monsters that wandered into the chase.

"Anyone wanna..."

"No, Harry! We are not betting on Desmend's love life..." Andre stopped his comrade-in-arms. "It is a sucker's bet, and you know it." Causing his friend to laugh out loud.

"Okay, I am NOT having a good day!" Desmend grimly reflected as he finally made it out of the darkened part of the physic be dammed forest, the Giant Mother Longlegs still hot on his trail.

The South African better think of something fast before this 20-feet thing eats him for lunch! Desmend could've spent even more time mentally cursing his fate and everybody around him, but he didn't have time for that! He needed all the brainpower he could muster to get this freaking spider off his back.

Thankfully, an answer to Desmend's predicament came sooner rather than later. As the Chosen One continued running, he noticed that one of the trees up ahead was much taller than the rest, which was precisely what he needed. If he could make it up that tree before the Longlegs caught up, then he would simultaneously reach safety and finally get a good lay of the land. However, one big problem with Desmend's plan would be that the spider kaiju freak would have caught up and be too eager to impale him with one of its colossi tapered legs by the time he starts climbing. But, of course, Desmend was quite used to improvising and planning things on the spot and, as such, had already thought of a way around this issue.

Thank god for him pissing off Clementine and Eliza all the time.

"Okay, tree bark has life in it, so this should work!... hopefully..." And with that thought in mind, Desmend channeled Vespa into his fingertips as he ran. He can't use the javelin yet because of the stamina, Vespa and Mana drain. Once the tree came into his range, he leapt forward and pressed his fingertips onto the tree's bark, like in the anime he was so stealing from now on. Since the tree bark was a natural substance with life in it, he could use his Vespa to stick to the tree like glue. So fire!

The foot of steps of the Mother Longlegs were dwarfing closer.

"SHIZ! Better speed this up!" Upon remembering that the spider was still looking for a handsome human snack was still closing in, Desmend decided to speed up his ascent up the tree. Forcing the lower half of his body upwards. The Vespa and Magic practitioner front flipped up the tree and, calling upon strength and power that he earned after 20 hours a day for an entire week—of gruelling Vespa training, repeated this action several times, allowing him to gracefully front-flip up the tree. Upon realising that he was high enough that the spider couldn't attack him, Desmend stuck the landing by landing feet-first on the nearest tree branch available.

"And he sticks the landing!" Desmend exclaimed triumphantly, raising both of his hands in a victory pose. Once he was finished congratulating himself for a job well done, the Chosen One continued to ascend up the tree, determined to get a good lay of the land. Finally, after a few more moments of climbing and scaling the branches, Desmend reached the top and looked at the horizon.

"Man, this forest is vast! Why couldn't Eliza and her dwarven knowledge tell me the lay of the land!? "To Desmend's disappointment, there didn't appear to be any notable landmarks to point him in the right direction, only a sea of reddish-green all around.

"Oh, great... What perfect-"

*FWOOSH*

"HOLD STILL!…"

"...WHY DID I AGREE TO THIS!?…"

"...is that a giant bird…?" Desmend finished offhandedly. While he was trying to figure out what to do, what appeared to be a gigantic Rock bird the size of a biplane flew past him. Once Desmend shook off the shock of what just happened, he also noticed some red and orange on the back of this gigantic bird.

"Is that… Rock People!? HOLY SHIT! Looks like they're riding in style! Lucky bastards..." It took Desmend a moment to actually see them; after all, the bird was flying further and further away from him with each passing second, but there was no doubt about it. On the back of that Rock Whistler were rock people. This means he is one step closer to completing this dungeon!

"How'd they even get on that… thing's… back-!? Wait, what the hell is she, he, or it doing?!" Despite the Rock Whistler having flown a few miles away from his tree, Desmend could see the unfolding events as clear as day. The seven feet tall rock dude or dudette appeared to have been trying to convince the other one to do something with it. Still, the other dude seemed adamant about disagreeing with its plan, whatever it was. Finally, when the red rock dude seemed to have realised that the orange dude wouldn't budge on this matter, so the red rock dude got up on the back of the Rock Whistler and then proceeded to jump off the damn bird and fall to the ground rapidly, ignoring the orange dude protests.

"Well... Damn! Mother fuckers be crazy!" Desmend thought to himself, impressed with the rock balls of the dude. However, the screaming proved otherwise, though.

Thankfully, Desmend's faith in the red rock dude's survival was restored when the dude hit the ground and was perfectly fine. His friend came soon after.

Once the well-being of the red and orange dude was no longer his prime concern, Desmend decided to take a closer look at the area of the LZ. Upon closer examination, the South African noticed what seemed to be hints of grey among all the red leaves and fire-ish ground.

"BINGO! I just found an important area. Now, if my video game know-how is well up to date, that must be where I must go... Hopefully." Desmend thought, now facing a new dilemma.

"How am I even going to get over there…?" The brunette thought to himself. Getting to that structure on foot wasn't an option because of his new, eight-legged friend. Even travelling by treetop was risky, considering the damn bitch was apparently hiding in the trees before Desmend ran into it.

"C'mon, Dylan, think! What do you have on you that could get you over to that grey structure and keep you from becoming spider chow?"

After another moment of thorough thinking, a painfully obvious idea made its way into the Chosen One's head. Desmend could only mentally criticise himself for not thinking of this sooner before he began to rip as many leaves out of the tree as he could.

"Well, on the brighter side," Desmend thought as he plucked more leaves from the tree, a smirk beginning to grow on his face. "I always did want to try out air gliding."

The four princesses watch in trepidation, very mild excitement, and disbelief at watching the Chosen One, their Chosen One, do something crazy. This is a tremendous deal! How many times did they try to help him out of these situations?! It's like he doesn't even care if he gets killed!

"What are you doing?!" Clementine yelled at the magic screen in rage and worry. "You're not supposed to use leaves to fucking fly! Are you out of your mind!?"

"...Is Desmend?" Tangerine looking faint, asked once the shock of what she just saw died down. Aura looked as though she was about to respond to her younger sister's question, but before she could, the sound of several crashing noises coming from where Eliza was caught their attention. The brunette was breaking the table with one fist. She continued beating it until a cloud of dust rose, and the wood splintered into pieces that fell onto the floor.

"Eliza!" Yulis screamed as she ran over to her princess. "Stop that!

"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT RECKLESS IDIOT WHEN HE GETS BACK!" Eliza snapped as she grabbed an iron plate and threw it hard at the wall, making a hole in it.

"He's going to be fine," Tangerine said, trying to calm the younger girl down, or more like herself. "He will be fine. Oh, Goddess, please allow him to be fine.

"Who cares? I can't believe this is happening right now." Clementine complained, shaking her head in frustration and anger. "Don't you ever listen to any of our advice!? For years, we've been telling you that you need to keep it together when you go on a wave of anger rampage like this!" Clementine scolded her younger sister.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know he would do this..." Eliza mumbled softly, still clenching the metal plate.

"Don't apologise for his stupid actions!" Clementine shouted back, losing control of her emotions. "We have all tried to stop him from getting himself killed by using our powers! That's why we have them!"

"Fine, then don't come whining to me when you die because of him," Eliza replied coldly.

Aura continued to watch the screen while her younger sister panicked and screamed at the Chosen One actions in the dungeon. The first princess made sure if Desmend came back alive, she would make him pay for making them worry so much!

"I...I will kill him..." Eliza whispered under her breath as tears fell down her cheeks. After seeing him dodge multiple pheromone sharks.

The knights and maids wisely choose NOT to be near the four princesses at the moment. The amount of power they radiated was much more potent than usual. The only ones who could go near them were the Head maid, the royal guard, and their personal knights. But they, too, kept a distance from the four women.

"I'm sorry..." Eliza cried quietly. "It's my fault."

"No, no, no!" Clementine calming her little sister. "You have nothing to be sorry for. It's his fault."

"For being so stupid!" Aura stated.

Tangerine nodded sadly.

"How many times has he almost died already!?" Clementine demanded angrily. "But he keeps going. Why? Because he's an idiot. All he needs is a good smack on the head, and he'll learn his lesson."

"Yeah, when he gets back, let's all teach him a lesson!" Aura agreed.

"Let's just pray he comes back alive," Tangerine added.

"Oh goddess, please let him come back alive..." Clementine prayed softly.

"GWORRR!"

Suddenly, a gigantic Bear monster burst out from the trees, wildly swinging its claws. However, before Rok and Ruk could get their fists ready for a fight, a pink explosion struck the beast in the back, causing blood and black fur to go flying everywhere before the Ursa fell to the ground, dead.

"Aw, man! I think I broke it." At this point, the two took note of the spike-headed rock boy who apparently rode in on the Ursaring's back, who was now examining the dead monster's carcass, looking for the core. While he was doing this, the companion of the spiked shape, a boy in green with black hair and a single pink streak, came dashing up to him before he took a moment to catch his breath.

"Kraok…!" the boy gasped, supporting his weight on the dead Ursa. "Please! Don't ever do that again..." the boy begged, clearly stressed out by his companion's antics. However, by the time he caught his breath, the boy realised that he had lost sight of Kraok again. Looking around to see where he had gone, the black-haired boy saw that he was already inside the ruins of the forest temple, trying to figure out the portal and get out of this blasted place!

"I will figure dis out! Cuz... I'm King of the castle~! I'm King of the castle~!" Kraok sang happily, all the while getting down on one knee and triumphantly holding out his pink hammer to the heavens in a pose that would make the anime character in part 2 proud.

"KROAK!" The boy yelled out, bringing the… bizarre pink and black dude back to reality.

"No need to yell, my dude!" Darf replied happily, giving her friend a salute as he returned to his side.

"... Darf, why did you need to ride an Usra again?" Rok asked his teammate with a calm and tired look.

"On now, you asked for common sense!" Ruk snapped at his brother.

Before Darf could even attempt to defend himself, the sound of another beast caught their attention once more. Looking to the left, the three boys saw their leader, Sarge, run out of a cluster of trees in the distance, a gigantic Hellion Deathstalker tailing him closely.

Like all Ragnorks, Sarge is covered in a thick, rocky skin with tribal symbols carved into the surface. He has the Ragnorks version of a bald head, very thick "eyebrows," and a square jaw. He has yellowish eyes.

"Sarge!" the bright red granite boy called out, barely ducking under one of the giant scorpion's claws.

"What the hell!?" the orange granite boy called out, evading the stinger of the scorpion.

"Rok, I blame you for this!" Darf whined, trying to the weak points of the Hellion Deathstalker.

"I don't!"

"Darf! Hurry Up!" Sarge barked while trying to avoid its claws

"Kroak!" Ruk abruptly yelled out because no one called his own, getting deadpanned looks from his teammates.

"Desmend~!" A voice from above suddenly called out, bringing everybody's attention to the source.

When the granite rock party looked up, they were surprised to see a Human gliding down towards them, his hands somehow attached to a large bundle of leaves that were all stuck together in the shape of a hand glider, odd purplish electricity radiating off them. When the muscular 26-year-old touched down, the mass of leaves he was attached to fell apart, covering him in green foliage.

"DOJYA~~N!" Desmend suddenly exclaimed in a deliberately guttural and raspy voice, extending his arms with his palms facing the sky.

"...."

"... I'm here now!" The Chosen One said when everybody just gave him a long stare of confusion.

"Did… Did you just…? Where did you even come from?" Rok asked when he finally managed to regain her voice.

"Oh! well, first I-"

"ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Sarge suddenly yelled, his eyes flashing red and fire bursting everywhere in the wake of his outburst. At this point, everybody's attention was now drawn to the irate stone warrior.

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! CAN EVERYONE JUST CHILL OUT FOR TWO SECONDS BEFORE SOMETHING CRAZY HAPPENS AGAIN!? AND YOU'RE A HUMAN!?" And just like that, everyone present did exactly what Sarge told them to. And as such, a whole two seconds passed with complete and utter silence.

"Why ya tempt the universe like that?" Desmend asked, disappointment in his tone.

And when those two seconds did pass, all hell subsequently broke loose. At least the scorpion got scared away from the loud noise of his arrival for two seconds.

"Hi there, the name's Desmend D. Dylan. Nice to meet'cha." Desmend introduced himself casually.

Everyone just stared at him, confused. And that would be the hell that would break loose.

"Great! Nice to meet a human before die!" Darf joked dryly, the Hellion Deathstalker closing in on them.

"Hey, hey, let's not jump to downer conclusions like that from the get-go", Desmend interjected as he examined the approaching Hellion Death Stalker, an analytical look on his face. "We just need to think up a plan. These things aren't very smart, so they should be easy to trap."

However, Kraok seemed to prefer a more brash method if his readying Rosé Sunder was any indication.

"Kroak... Away!!" And with that, the silver-eyed warrior brandished his hammer and rushed the gigantic scorpion, ignoring Desmend's protests and Sarge's demands for him to stop. Kraok took a deep breath as he did this, bringing forth his Vespa to speed up his charge speed. However, as he went in to bash and smash the Hellion Death Stalker's head, the creature merely swiped at him when he came into its range, sending the boy sprawling onto the ground.

"I'm good!" Kraok reassured everybody hastily as he got up, although the tone in his shaky voice made Desmend think otherwise.

"Kroak!" Darf yelled, quickly running over to aid his teammate.

"Jesus Christ, motherfuckers!" Desmend yelled as another person rushed off without a plan. "Am I the only one around here that ever tries to plan shit out before rushing into danger!?" And with that yell of frustration, Desmend quickly followed after Darf to help her save Kroak. However, before the two could reach the warhammer wielding boy, a series of gigantic, rock-sharpened feathers, courtesy of the still-flying Rock Whisler, suddenly came flying down, lodging themselves in the ground, cutting the duo off from Kroak and getting some of the silver-eyed boy's coat stuck to the ground.

"Move private!" Rok yelled, pointing his staff at the pair.

"No! I'm not letting anyone die on my watch!" Desmend shouted back, his anger rising.

"Then let me help!" Rok replied, charging at the two of them, his staff held high and ready for action.

"I'm trying!" Kroak yelled back to his teammate, trying desperately to free his coat to no avail. While he did this, the Hellion Deathstalker began to rear up its tail, ready to impale its helpless prey.

"Oh, shiz!" Desmend thought as he also tried to get past the feathers. "This isn't good! I've got no way to reach the dude! No good ideas! No way to-" However, the Chosen One's train of thought was cut off when he saw something white rush past him and Sarge.

"What's that?"

Desmend immediately got an answer when the white blur came to a stop, revealing it to be a white coloured Ragnarok. Right before the Hellion Deathstalker managed to pierce Kroak, he used a sabre to encase the demon beast's entire body in ice. Once it was clear that the Hellion Deathstalker couldn't cause any immediate damage in its state, the white dude began to say something to the pink dude. Desmend couldn't hear much of it from this distance, but from what he gathered, it seemed that the pink dude was getting a talking to from an 'Elder' or whatever.

"So," Desmend began as he walked up to everyone. "What do you say we do about this big guy here?" He asked, referring to the Hellion Deathstalker, which struggled to break out of the ice.

"Eh, we should just leave it there while we can." Sarge dismissed. "But first, who the hell are you?!"

"WHAT!? We have a chance to get this thing off our backs, and you just want to leave it here!?" Desmend asked incredulously, unable to understand why nobody present wouldn't try to capitalise on the vulnerable state the fire scorpion was in.

"What, do you have a better idea?" Rok asked sceptically, raising an eyebrow at the Chosen One.

"As a matter of fact, yes, I do!" Desmend huffed before he began to examine the ice which encased the thing. You would think a fire monster would melt the ice, but nope. Science and physics be dammed. "You guys go on ahead; I'll catch up once I take care of our new pal." He told them, tapping the ice with his knuckle.

"But haven't told who you are and how the Stone and Goddess name you got here!" Rok replied, looking at the human male with scepticism.

"Alright then, I shall tell you my story," Desmend chirped. "Because I mean, I didn't ask for any of this. Plus, I think I owe you guys, right?"

"We just meet ya!" Sarge insisted.

"Haha yeah, sure, that sounds about right." Desmend laughed. "So check it. I'm the Chosen One! Picked by that troll of Goddess you guys worship... Who is also a valley girl with terrible grammar. Do you guys know about Aurarock?"

The five froze when they heard he was from Aurarock. Does this mean the Kingdom is finally going to free their people? Or maybe he is the true King? They wondered to themselves but were interrupted when Desmend walked towards the encased monster.

After taking a moment to rub his fingers against the ice and taking note of the moisture that accumulated on his fingertips in the wake of doing so, a cocky smile began to show on Desmend's face.

"Well, buddy," Desmend began, placing his hand on the ice. "After a thorough examination, I can now confidently say that ice created by Vespa is just like any other kind of ice. You know what that means?"

"kooohhhhhh..."

"IT MEANS THAT YOU'RE ENCASED IN A HIGHLY VESPA CONDUCTIVE MATERIAL!"

"EAT SHIT, PUNK!!"

And with that, Desmend began to overcharge the ice with a surplus of Vespa. By overcharging frozen water with Vespa, caused the energy to course through the ice, entering any other substance it was in contact with.

Considering there was a living being encased in this ice, this meant the Vespa could easily carry over to the Hellion Deathstalker, regardless of how thick its outer armour was. Desmend continued to flood Vespa into the ice until the excess of energy caused the monster trapped inside to implode. The following results proved to be quite messy, with body parts, shards of ice, and various other nasty extremities flying everywhere.

Hellion Deathstalker (D+) | 0 → 944 LP

"Bitchin'… and gross", Desmend groaned, thankful the Vespa energy didn't cause the ice to melt. "That's pretty volatile. But on the brighter side, that's one less monster to deal with!"

CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK

However, as soon as the Vespa and Mana practitioner said that, he began to hear a very familiar clicking noise.

"...and another one to take its place. Oh, and something another one bites the dust." Desmend groaned and sang in annoyance, looking to the sound source. To his dismay, he saw the same mother in the arse from before break through the cluster of trees in the distance, its sights set on him. Thankfully, Desmend and the spider monster had about a mile of space between each other, but it wouldn't be long before it caught up at the rate it was going.

"Alright, boys, listen up!" Desmend shouted and turned towards Sarge and his party.

When Desmend made it to the temple, the Rock Whistler was beginning to close in on them.

"Alright, so here's the thing, everyone." Desmend began getting everybody's attention. "I've got some good news and some bad news. What do you all want to hear first?"

"Well, I guess the good news?" Darf suggested.

"Like you are reading my mind, my dude!" Desmend agreed. "Alright, so the good news is, I took care of our giant scorpion problem." He explained, getting some relieved sighs from the group.

"And the bad news?" Rok asked, causing Desmend to grimace. "Well… the thing is, an old... let's say a spindly and gangly friend of mine kind of showed up to take his place…." He explained, pointing towards the approaching Mother Longlegs.

"What the fuck!? How are we going to beat a rank C monster!?" Ruk whined, not at all liking the idea of having to fight something as creepy as that spider.

"Damn it all; I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this…." Before anybody could suggest anything, Desmend's voice caught their attention. Currently, the Chosen One was looking at the door in the open ruined temple.

"Just what are you going on about now?" Tomus, the white-coloured dude that saved Kroak earlier, asked sceptically, crossing his arms as he looked at the black-skinned brunette.

"What I'm saying is that my hand's been forced, and now I'm gonna have to resort to my ultimate technique!" Desmend uttered, determination evident in his voice.

"A final technique? Desmend, what are you talking about?" Darf asked, causing Desmend to sigh in frustration.

"Aight, playas, listen up!" The brunette suddenly yelled, turning towards the other with his South African accent. Having never heard this accent before, the five now fully believe that he is the Chosen One. Or maybe it has to do with the logo on his cloak. "Earlier this year, I developed a nearly indomitable, indestructible, unbeatable technique that, when used, almost always guarantees victory, no matter how impossible the odds, maybe!" He explained passionately.

"I call it The Dylan Family Secret Technique! It's a strategy that's been so successful that I intend to pass it down to the Dylan family for generations to come! And considering the circumstances, I'll be willing to share this technique with all of you as well!" At this point, Desmend pretty much caught everybody's attention. What could this technique possibly be to make the Chosen One so confident it would lead them to victory? Everyone in Aurarock and the Kingdom of Aucrulethen, who all watched the unfolding events through the magic screens, was curious about this 'Secret Technique'. This even made the four princesses lose their apprehension and caught the attention of the three princesses' sisters.

"Alright, so what is it!? What do we have to do!?" Kroak asked excitedly, wondering what kind of crazy attack strategy this secret technique would involve.

"However! Just keep one thing in mind!" Desmend yelled once more, his suddenly stern face looking over everybody present. "This is something that you'll all have to do for yourselves! Once we begin, you'll all have to keep this up until your final breath; GOT IT!?"

"Just tell us what to do, and we'll do it, man!" Darf interjected, looking back at the closing in Mother Longlegs with dread. Now, all eyes were on Desmend, curiosity gnawing at all of them.

At this point, Desmend had to repress a few muted chuckles as a cocky smile made its way onto his face. After suppressing his laughter, the trickster of the Zulu tribe bloodline then proceeded to show everybody what his famous ultimate move comprised.

"RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIVES!" And bloody punched the door down and opened the portal that many failed to open.

Then Desmend runs into the portal that used to have a door away from the Rock Whistler and Mother Longlegs.

Back in Aurarock, Harry and Eliza's grandfather spat out their coffee in surprise and pure bafflement. At the same time, Aura, Clementine, Tangerine, and Eliza continued to watch the unfolding events in shocked silence.

There was a moment of complete and utter silence back with the rest of the group. Nobody felt they could say anything and only watched as the Chosen One retreated, his ridiculous running style clear for all to see.

"Well... that was kind of a letdown..." So Kroak managed when he regained his voice, more than a little underwhelmed.

Tomus, on the other hand, had a much more colourful way of expressing his bafflement.

"IS HE FUCKING SERIOUS!? So after all that build-up, that this 'secret technique' of his was going to be a sure-fire way to achieve victory, it just comprises running like an idiot!?" It was at this point that Sarge decided to intervene.

"He's actually got the right idea... Did that fucker just smash the door out people having trying to open for the decade!?" the yellow-eyed captain asked in perplexity as he watched Desmend's retreating form. Despite his absurd running style, he was going quite fast. Really, really fast. "Sigh... I need a drink... Darf tells the others how to use the temples to return home." Sarge tiredly ordered and ran after Desmend.

"Yes, sir!"

"Woah, what is this place?" Desmend asked himself as he slowed to a stop. After a few moments of blindly running, the Chosen One ended up in front of a series of old ruins pressed against a cliff with a lava waterfall. Desmend also noticed that the ruins somehow managed to stay intact despite dangling over a huge white abyss.

"Chosen One! Look alive!" Ruk's voice suddenly called out, showing that he and the others finally caught up to Desmend.

*THWIP THWIP THWIP*

"OH SHIT!" It turns out that the dude wasn't warning Desmend for no reason, either. The Rock Whistler, which had been stalking after the main group, suddenly flew by them and launched more pointed feathers at them. Once he saw the projectiles coming in his direction, Desmend instinctively dashed towards one of the stone pillars which had been scattered throughout the area and used it as cover.

"Kroak, distract it!" Darf called out to his pink-skinned friend, who was more than happy to oblige. Pulling out his pink-coloured mallet, Kroak began to distract the bird by landing a flurry of pink-coloured explosions at it, causing it to retreat temporarily.

*CLACK CLACK CLACK*

While he was doing this, Kroak seemed to be completely unaware of the Mother Longlegs that was coming up behind him at a surprisingly brisk pace.

"HEY! BEHIND YOU, MORON!" Desmend called out to the blissfully unaware Kroak, who was still firing those pink energy rocks at the retreating monster bird. Then, swearing under his breath, Desmend took out one of his clackers and winded them up with electric Vespa before launching it at the giant spider.

"CLACKER BOMBER!"

The Vespa charged clackers hit the Mother Longlegs square in the face, exploding and discharging massive amounts of electric force inside the clackers. With the combined energy, his attack managed to phase the giant spider.

While the creature was stunned, Tomus quickly came down and picked up Kroak before using a glyph that he always sees Aura uses to speed the both of them towards the stone bridge leading to the ruins. With Kroak now out of the spiders' range, Desmend, Rok, and Ruk all quickly followed the others towards the bridge, but not before Desmend retrieved his clackers, which came flying back towards him once they hit that Mother Longlegs.

"Alright, nearly there! And MAN, this is a weird portal/door." So Desmend thought as he and the others began to cross the bridge, unaware of the Rock Whisler that was speeding towards them. Unfortunately, by the time they noticed the giant bird, it was too late. The monster proceeded to crash into the bridge, forcing Sarge, Darf, Tomus, Ruk, and Rok onto the other side, Kroak to the beginning, which was where the Mother Longlegs was, and Desmend, who was right in the middle, to crash and fall into the white abyss below.

"Crapbasket" Demsend mentally screamed before a hunk of stone from the broken bridge hit him square in the forehead, causing him to black out.

"Fuck! The Chosen One," Darf yelled, horrified at what he witnessed. While everybody was crossing the bridge, that giant Rock Whisler decided to wreck the stone structure while everybody was still travelling it, separating the group and sending one of the first humans Darf met flying towards the white abyss below.

"By the stone! Kraok, do you think you can catch him!?" Darf looked desperately toward the pink-skinned boy, hoping that he could pull off some crazy acrobatics to save the Chosen One.

"He's… he's out of my range! I won't be able to catch him!" Kroak uttered shock and disbelief at the concept that this funnily dressed boy he just met might actually die.

"Oh Goddess, this can't be happening! This can't be happening! We just met the Chosen One! You can't die yet!" Darf thought desperately, hoping that Desmend would save himself somehow. "Come on! Wake up!" Darf cried out desperately as Joseph continued to fall. "Do something, man! MOVE!"

And as though fate was answering the green-skinned boy's calls, something within Desmend began to move, or in this case, awaken.

Suddenly, just as Desmend passed one of the stone protrusions on one of the legs of the bridge, the impossible happened. Out of nowhere, a series of dark purple, thorny vines suddenly flew out of the Chosen One's body and wrapped themselves around one of the stone fall guards of the bridge. The vines seemed to be very durable, as they were able to support Desmend's weight very easily and were able to save him from what would've been his imminent demise. The vines flicker between dark purple and brilliant gold.

"What the…?" Darf muttered, his eyes widening as he watched the muscular brunette dangle over the white abyss. '" is… Is that his Vespa secret power?" However, before the Ragnarok could make any further attempt to decipher what those purple vines were, the sound of his teammates' battle with the Mother Longlegs brought him back to reality.

"I'll worry about that later! I have to help them!" Darf said to himself and readied his Vespa Bow.

"Huh!?... ugh… must've blacked out for a second… there!? What the hell!?" It took Desmend a second before he realised that he was hanging upside-down over the gaping white abyss of death.

"This shit again!? What the hell keeps saving me from these nasty falls!?" Desmend muttered to himself, quickly looking upwards (or downwards, considering his positioning) to see what was holding him up, and this time, he got an answer. When he looked up, he saw the thorny purple vines that were sprouting out of his body and wrapped around the bridge.

"V-Vines!? My body is sprouting thorny vines?! I thought I had ropes?!"

Before Desmend could freak out any further, however, the sound of fighting back up on the cliff caught his attention.

"Ah geez, they're probably in the middle of fighting that damn spider! I gotta get up there and help them… and I think I have a pretty fast means of getting there too…." Technically speaking, Desmend probably could've just climbed up these weird purple vines, and he would've eventually gotten up there. But time was of the essence! If he took his leisurely time getting up there, then somebody would likely get killed! Which was why Desmend figured it was time to break out his emergency supplies.

"This thing's really starting to get on my nerves," Ruk muttered as he continued to pepper the Mother Longlegs with Horsiest's bullets. The creature's strong plating prevented any of the shots from doing any significant damage but, at the very least, provided his party with some breathing room.

"Any ideas-" Sarge was about to ask as he dodged another one of the Mother Longlegs's legs with his mace. The Mother Longlegs was very durable but, fortunately for them, weren't suited for direct combat. Instead, it was a creature that preferred to capture its prey from the shadows and feast on it when there was no chance of it getting away. However, despite being out of its element, the spider monster did surprisingly good work against the five.

*BOOM*

The sound of something blowing up underneath the bridge caught their attention.

"WOOOOO-HO-HO-HOOOO!"

Out of nowhere, a large blue blur suddenly flew up the side of the bridge and caught everybody's attention. When the blur came to a brief stop high above the Mother Longlegs, it suddenly threw a series of multicoloured objects at the giant spider. The objects appeared to be various magic crystals with bright purple electricity sparking all over them. When they came into contact with the Mother Longlegs, they proceeded to blow up in an explosion of ice, wind, and fire, causing the monster spider to recoil backwards in pain. While this was happening, the blue figure finally fell feet-first onto the bridge, giving everybody a clear look at him. Standing in front of them was Desmend's caped visage, magic crystals of various colours clenched in his hands.

"Alright, you ugly son of a bitch! Let's see how you like a taste of a Vespa-fuelled magic crystal! That I stole from Aura!" Joseph yelled as he threw a bright orange dust crystal at the tarantella.

"I LOVE EXPLOSIONS!!!"

Once the sparking magic crystal hit the spider monster, it blew up like all the others. But unlike the others, Vespa lava began to flow out of this crystal in the wake of its explosion, burning and eating away at the screeching monster's armour-like body plating. Now that the Mother Longlegs was out of the way, at least temporarily, the gem on his forehead glowed.

Now, at this point, however, plenty of you are likely wondering just what Desmend did to allow himself to fly into the air like he did. To put it in layman's terms, the Chosen simply took out a wind magic crystal, built up some momentum by swinging back and forth, and after enough time, crushed the crystal against the stone support of the bridge, using the ensuing explosion's recoil to send him flying back up in record time.

"Alright, so here's the thing!" Desmend told the others, who were still moderately surprised by his sudden intervention. "I managed to soften that thing up for you, y'all, and I do not doubt that the lot of you are competent rock people! So in the meantime, I'm gonna do against that overgrown pigeon, got it!?" Without waiting for an answer, the Chosen One began to sprint towards the edge of the bridge.

"Wait! What're you doing!?" Sarge called out, eyes widening in alarm. "How are you even going to get over-!?" But before Sarge could finish her sentence, Joseph then proceeded to leap off the bridge and extend his arm. As soon as he did that, the same purple vines that Darf saw sprouting out of Desmend earlier came sprawling out of his palm and wrapped around one of the many pieces of the ruins, allowing the Chosen one to use the momentum he gained to go swinging towards the upper portion of the temple ruins.

Everyone was confused by what they had just witnessed but decided to focus on more pressing matters, namely: the gigantic monster spider. Now that the lava the magic crystal created finally dissolved, the group could finally take in the damage it did to the Mother Longlegs. The lava seemed to have burned away the outer layer of bone and skin the spider had as armour, leaving it furious and in a lot of pain.

Mother Longlegs Deathstalker (C) | 0 → 1444 LP/ Only gets haflies.

"HOLY SHIT, THIS IS AWESOME!" Desmend screamed gleefully as he swung through the open ruins with his Tarzan Rumble. Desmend wasn't exactly sure about why he suddenly decided to name the series of vines that were sprouting out of his body or where he came up with that name in particular, but the name 'Tarzan Rumble' just felt right for some reason. Also, the name 'Golden Indy' was another.

Once Desmend made it up to the higher ground, he wrapped many thorny vines around the gigantic bird. This action caused the party down below to look towards Desmend in surprise, none of them expecting his reckless move against the giant bird.

"I'll make sure this flying rat we'll never see the light of day again! OVERDRIVE!" And with that hot-blooded yell, Desmend began to surge Vespa through the vines and into the entangled Rock Whistler, causing the wrapped up demon beast to screech in agony. It was strange, Desmend still wasn't entirely sure what these strange vines that were sprouting out of his body even were, but at the same time, everything he'd done so far with them felt perfectly natural, like they were an extension of his body.

The vines had a slight greenish tint to them now, and there were more of them than before. The sounds of the monster's neck being crushed, and its eyes rolling back into their sockets, could be heard from afar as the vines went for the head.

"Alright, Desmend! Now's your chance to show off how strong you are!" He cheered himself on and proceeded to take the head off the bird, making sure not to harm the wings too much.

"Hahaha, I am awesome! And why also do the damn corpses keep melting around me?"

Tutorial - 1st Stage

U be like facing the middle boss in ten seconds, boi!

The middle boss is a weakened version of the final boss. Kinda of grody if u ask me k. If u like die to it, it'll disappear, and you'll move on to the next wave. Dying to it will not cause u to be like expelled if you have already died once. To which u didn't, yay!~ But yu'll will not be eligible for extra reward for killing the final boss. So don't dieeeee!

Winning against it will reward 100 bonus LP on top of the 50 LP it naturally gives.

You'll learn the value of LP after the battle.

Fight well! XOXO Goddess.

P.S: Save the princess.

Her grammar is still fucking bad.

Wait mid boss?

Monster Beastiary...

Rock Whistler

A large carnivorous bird that is endemic to the Death Mountains, and rock themed dungeons, especially common in canyon Pass. These birds have a wingspan that can reach up to 50' and can weigh upwards of 12 tons. While they're extremely difficult to see from below, having an underside of slate grey that blends into the mountains and sky, a vivid rainbow of feathers makes a "X" across their wings and down their back.

Young Rock Whistler males will make low flights, their rainbow feathers and enormous size clearly visible from higher up in the mountains where the young females will nest. While extremely timid, they are some of the most dangerous animals found in Aurarock mountains. They hunt in pairs, grabbing large rocks, sometimes weighing as much as the bird itself, from high up in the mountains. Spring like features in their feet help them to initially take off with the rocks, after which they use the strong updrafts that race up the mountains to maintain airborne. They are known to eat geodes for their feathers. It is shown throwing feathers from its wing, which act like a volley of arrows and possess a considerable effective range.

Rock Whistler has serrated saw-like fangs and ferocious attitude. Its fangs can rip out throats and tear through the skin of any warrior to pieces, even titanium plated armour. They have incredible eyesight as well as a surprising intellect. They use these to calculate the trajectory of the rocks dropped from as high as a half mile up, taking into account the movement of their prey to pinpoint their drop point. The brief sound of whistling as the rock falls is often the only tell of their presence. The birds have been known to track prey for miles until they land a blow. After their prey is thoroughly secured, they will fly down and begin to feed. As their typical prey (Goats, Humans, Giants, even the rare wyvern) is significantly larger than them, a single kill can feed them for weeks. During mating seasons, male will hunt people with Vespa or Mana to grow larger.