The dungeon of storms. A clash between air and sea, a tale as old as tales of the ancient great monsters Uranus and Oceanus. The two great monsters were rivals, who often stole each other’s mates. Their battles changed the landscape and killed millions. When the gods eventually slew them, the world let out a collective sigh. To this day there is no peace between the sea and sky monsters.

Darkness doesn’t belong in this dungeon it has unbalanced it. Without light, darkness runs without control mutating and corrupting everything in its path. The mutations in this dungeon is different than a simple change in ecosystem. But this dungeon did have light. The mutations were cleaner than they should be under rampant mutations.

It seems to have been adjusted and light was used several times to control the mutations. Some believe it to be the work of a cult trying to craft new more terrifying monsters. Others say it’s the work of the king looking for new ways to save his kingdom from the demon lord.

Additional information from the front lines revealed a new threat. A dark hero has emerged siding with the demon lord. This was the reason why dark was forbidden. Immune to the king’s psychic powers a dark hero could take the capital city with little difficulty. Fully equipped nothing but a light hero could stop a hero of the dark.

Still, the king hasn’t given Pa back his hero level artefacts. Markus held his sword in hand. The blade shines with a light of its own, the steel has gained a blue color. The blade itself increased his light damage by 5x. The fact the blade dealt light damage increased its value even more. If he classed in light damage it would be even better. Perhaps he should pick up the faith, pride, or Providence stat and increase his light damage further.

Lilium was messing with her now flat stomach. They were camped just outside the dungeon it was midnight, when the dark is at its strongest. “You should give into your primal urges and mate with us. We’ll enjoy it as much as you will.” He ignored her and checked over his equipment. Soon he would need to buy armor and purchase Vigor along with it. His body was tank like, but armor couldn’t hurt.

“You might not get another chance, leaving us with something of you would be nice. Not like you’re going to marry us. I mean we are a brain eating monster and a demon sheath. Can’t get any more scandalous than that. I guess taking us both as brides would top it off. I can hear it now did you hear about the son of Might. He’s mating with a monster and a demon his half breed children are everywhere. Could it be he’s trying to take over the world with his dick.” Markus continued going over his equipment checking his daggers for nicks and strapping them to his thigh.

“Why don’t you just take us both? Forget about this war and pound us to putty and wear us on your dick like trophies.” It was important to keep up with maintenance. He poured some oil over the knives to ensure their free of moisture.

Markus rolled his eyes at her attempts to mess with him. “Lilium when its time to pound the two of you raw, I will let you know. Right now, the world needs a hero focused on more than his dick. If I let my focus shift now, well I might stop my development here.” Markus said. She frowned but stopped talking, much to Markus’s pleasure.

Trixie returned, and he hugged her. “We’re staying, behind, aren’t we?” Markus nodded.

“There is something down in this dungeon much stronger than an archangel.” Markus held his sword on his back and entered the dungeon.

“Come back Markus. Don’t let the dungeon kill you.” Markus nodded his head.

He walks through the dungeon’s doors and they close behind him locking him in the dungeon. The air is humid, and the sounds of crawling insects fill his ears. Sweet honeyed sap fell from thousands of trees roots down onto piles of writhing insects.

Markus takes up a run, more of trot. Bats fall from above scooping up piles of the insects. The darkness wraps around Markus hiding him from the monsters. Blue eyes cover his body casting illusions keeping him hidden.

He dodged a massive tongue, just before a massive frog snatches up a bat and drags it into it mouth. The squirming mass fills the frog’s maw and it hops under a lily pad in several massive ponds that cover the place.

Dashing across the pounds, Markus uses his psychic power to expand his surface area and travel atop the water. Massive spiders try the same tactic his blue eyes fool them, and he passes them by as they capture large minnows and suck their insides out. Sometimes the giant frogs will fall victim, or the giant frogs devour the spiders.

A frog covered in blue eyes leapt from the depths just as he reached the middle of the pound. It opened its mouth revealing a throat filled with tentacles. Markus slashed a vertical line through the monster and continued forward. The fish quickly attacked the sinking corpse ripping apart the remains and becoming infected with dark.

The dark didn’t just disrupt this ecosystem, it was a virus infecting the healthy and turning them into carriers. Markus thrust his sword into the pond and unleashed a massive blast of light. The water boiled, and the corpses of fish, frogs, and spiders rose. Bats fly down and begin taking off with various fish and frogs.

Markus left the scene and continued further into the dungeon. There was something so wrong about this place. The dark eyes had the same color as his own. Did that mean their power came from the same place? Was the dark mage performing experiments in this place related to him?

There was only one way to find out, he increased his speed. His feet barely made a ripple as he increased his speed. Every few steps he increased his speed and moved just a little bit faster. He needed to get to the next floor.

Half a kilometer later he came upon a Lamia. She was beautiful, if your in to the snake women. Her mouth was expanding over one of the giant frogs in this place. She was just over 10meters long from tail to head. Her head was about as big around as his chest. She was almost perfect. Dark olive colored skin and slanted eyes just the picture of exotic.

Her scales made a diamond pattern. A large trident was in her hand. He stepped out of cover just as the frog passed her human stomach and began sinking into the snake half.

“Hello adventurer I’m called Clarise. I am too full to fight are you willing to trade sex for my life.” She said with a beautiful smile.

“I would settle for directions.” The lamia turned her head.

“Gay then, alright if you want to go deeper just continue that way past my kin’s village and you should reach the next place after battling the Severus the giant squid. His weakness is his tentacles sever them all and you kill him easily.” Clarise said.

“Not gay and I don’t see a human vagina on you anyway.” She slithered around him.

“Don’t be like that darling. I have no gag reflex.” She said in a whisper. Markus rubbed his face and gently unwrapped her.

“The Lamia village are there any good weapons there.” She crossed her arms.

“I don’t believe you.” Markus paused.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“I don’t believe you aren’t gay. I’ve never been turned down, after I said I don’t have a gag reflex.” Markus sighed. Honor killings were so much more effective than talking. Maybe he should purchase the charisma stat or something.

“Clarise, I’m in a hurry to take care of the dark cult that has infected the dungeon. Please if you show me the right way I’ll take care of it and save your home.” She raised a brow.

“I’ve blown enough adventurers to know you guys can’t save the dungeon. You are all, just talk. The only thing left to us is debauchery until the end. If you’re not going to mate with me then get lost so I can digest my meal in peace.” Markus sighed and made his way deeper into the dungeon.

He passed by more lamia and they seemed the same. They asked if he wanted a good time, when he said no they accused him of being gay. When he also rejected the male lamia, they were utterly confused.

After entering the village, he came upon a scene of debauchery. Lamia were in the streets mating in giant coiled balls. Males were being eaten alive by the lamia females. He could see them squirm. He walked unimpeded toward the palace.

A single lamia guard stood in his path. “Don’t go any further stranger inside the queen has been driven mad by darkness. She will eat anyone who enters. If none of the others meet your fancy, I can mate with you.” Markus shook his head.

“I have the power of light, I’m going to cure the darkness. Step aside.” She nodded her head and let him pass. A hand gripped his shoulder.

“If this works no sexual deviancy will be too much, we will fulfill you every desire.” She said. Markus walked through choosing to focus on the task at hand.

The throne room was a pillow chamber. The queen a massive lamia was curled up, a single eye opened filled with hundred of blue eyes. She was over a hundred meters long from tail tip to head. Her breathing was hitched, and she slowly slithered towards him.

Markus didn’t draw his sword, it wouldn’t have helped this situation. The giant lamia opened her maw and lunged at him. A quick roll saved him from an untimely death. Charging up a ray of light he blinded her, and she shook smashing into the nearby walls.

While she was distracted he created stars of light. She grabbed him picking him up until he was eye level she threw him against a nearby wall. Markus got up and brushed himself off. An aura of darkness surrounded her, as Markus made more stars of light.

Her tail swept over the floor. Markus grabbed her tail and dragged her over to the floating stars. She tried to smash her hand into him only for a quick flash of light to blind her. The queen of the Lamia shook and resisted as he dragged her into the light.

More stars covered the floor holding her in place. Her tail shatter some, so he made more. Taking his sword out he charged up a mighty light blade. Cutting it into her aura caused it to flee and still she struggled.

Markus decided on a course of action. The darkness felt like his, it looked like his, so why not make it his? He put his hand to the aura and began drawing it in. Blue eyes appeared on his body as the darkness left the lamia queen and filled him.

Once the darkness was inside of him, it fell in line and merged with his own darkness. It was so seamless, if Markus didn’t know better he would think he had cursed the lamias.

The queen opened her eyes slit and purely her own. Markus smiled, and she picked him up. She pulled him into her massive breasts and crushing him into more cleavage than any man had experienced prior. “My hero,” the lamia queen said.

Markus waited until her grip was at its weakest and dropped. A heavy thud resounded throughout the room followed by him running for his dignity. A massive hand reached out for him and he ducked under it as he flew through the doors.

“Come back hero, I haven’t rewarded you yet.” The lamia queen called out. He dodged the guard that tried to wrap him up in her tail.

“You cured our queen let me be the first to show you my gratitude.” The guard said, while chasing him. Markus ran with all his might as the lamias began chasing him in a concentrated effort to thank him.