《Dungeon of Ideas》Chapter 13
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Law was pretty quick to build his girlfriends Idol body. He made everything according to the pictures he was sent, but it was hard to make everything perfect. Marshall of course wanted the body be just as amazing as his so he used many different species to create the Idol. This of course led to many mutations in the body which Law did his best to correct. In the end Sys would have more pubic hair, she would have somewhat beefy arms and legs, her eyes were purely black, apart from those she had a few other differences. She'd have smoother skin, her hair would be smoother, and she would release stronger pheromones.
Law had actually left the last part alone since that was a fetish he always had.
When he sent pictures of the Idol Sys freaked out.
WHAT THE HELL! Why does it have such smooth skin and such thick pubes. And it cured my races problems with physical strength. I want that as my main fucking body. What the hell?
" I wanted to make it as perfect as possible, there were of course some problems I couldn't solve. By the way, what is your race, honestly I don't know much about you. Your race, your name, what you were doing before you became a system administrator. "
" You wouldn't be able to pronounce my name if you were to know it. It is from an ancient language that would activate magic whenever it is spoke. The closest translation into English would be Earth Goddess the Summons Death, Storms, and Forest. Take from that what you will. I would appreciate if you would give me a name of your own. I am actually a half breed. My father was a German and my mother was a decendent of Zemyna an old Goddess of the Earth. My father is extremely talented in Storm Magic while my Mother is talented is Forest Magic and partly in Death Magic. Neither of them being good in their physical attributes makes me fairly weak. Before I became a system administrator I was actually training on a mountain with my mother and father. Sadly they died due to old age and at that point I went out and started to adventure. I ended up being nearly a level 10 mercernary. If I had a stronger body I could of definitely become a level 10 mercernary.
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" Damn, I'm surprised. I didn't think you would of been so powerful. "
Most system administrators are at least at the level of level eight mercernaries. There are instances of course of administrators getting in due to connections. That is rare though.
" How do you become an admimistrator, and what's the point? "
Been a while since you asked me so many questions. Anyway the way to become an admin is that you have to decided a God you want to serve. Then you pray to their statue asking to be one of their workers. If they like you, you get to be an administrator. The reason to be an administrator is because you get a pretty unique system and you get to study under a God. I had decent talent in Death Magic, Reincarnation is pretty close to Death.
" Alright neat, so how was your day? "
Pretty good . . . . . I am still excited about my promotion . . . . . you should of seen the look on that whores face . . . . . hehehe . . .
The two of them continued talking for awhile while Law read.
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