《The Graveyard of the Dungeon God》Chapter 3 - In honor of the past
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When Marluxia saw this System Message he was really happy.
Even after you died you made me such a huge present. Looks like your Bloodline is not lost pal.
Slowly he walked to his pond used his poison skill to poison the water. Marluxia slowly went down on his knees and touched the ground. The legacy of the Lamia Clan shall be reborn today. Come forth my little Snakes. With this word he summoned around 20 little snakes.
During the summon of the rat he noticed that he could interfere during the summons and weave a few things, like special kinds of Mana or Materials, into the monsters he summoned. So during the summon of the snakes he weaved a few threads of Ice Mana in them. This did almost double the Mana costs to summon them but Marluxia thought it would be practical as his dungeon was still on a mountain peak where there is snow all year long.
Congratulation because of the changes you made on the Natural Mana Structure of the Snake you created a new Snake Race. The summoned snakes changed from a warm-blooded animal to a cold-blooded one. How do you want to name this Snake Race?
Marluxia watched this little snakes wind on the ground. This snakes winded to the poisonous herbs he planted after he awakened and slowly started to eat them. He had a little smile on his face. Because all of the snakes were white instead of black he really didn´t have a hard time deciding on a proper name.
Shiro
The new Snake Race shall be called Shiro is that right?
After he confirmed the name he got another Message.
Shiro Snakes are now availible on the Monster/Animal Summon Menu
Slowly and gently Marluxia picked the twenty snakes up. With a bit fatherly love in his voice he said: Don´t be so rash little once you still have to receive the lamia legacy, hopefully you will grow fast thanks to this Ancient Bloodline with a smile he put them down into the pool Stay still little ones and proudfully receive this Bloodline, one of you will evolve into my first Boss. Marluxia used one of his nails to cut the artery in his wrist. The blood slowly seeped down on this twenty snakes. After one drop of blood seeped on each snake the cut in his wrist closed
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Do you wish to bestow upon this snakes from the snake race Shiro the bloodline of the Guardian of the Snake Creator?
Without a second thought he immediately agreed.
Snake Race Shiro was upgraded with the power of an ancient snake bloodline
He patted the twenty snakes. You now can be counted at descendent of my best friend in my last life. So get strong soon and make your ancestor proud. Who knows maybe one of you will evolve into a Lamia in the future. The snakes all responded with what seemed like a proud hiss. After the pat they continued to happily bath in the poisonous pond.
Marluxia used the following three days to develop his dungeon a bit. The setting for the first few floors will be a temple setting as he found it fitting for a tomb dungeon. On the first floor there will be nothing to be true. The first room is a rather big room with a size around 100x100x15. Every twenty meters there is a large statue on each side of the walls. These statues were not some random statues every statue was one of his old Dungeon Bosses. This was his way of saying thanks for all the service they did for him and also for him to remember who he used to be. In every direction was a tunnel which connected with rooms of a size from 50x50x10. The purpose of these rooms was rather simple he wanted to use them as graveyards for the entire adventurer that will be dying in his dungeon. At the end of each room was a rather big altar. Marluxia wanted to use his first floor as a graveyard, he wanted that the normal citizens of this town will come down on his first floor to entomb their dead and to mourn over them. This would enable him with a stable Mana income from the outside and will also hopefully calm the waves with the citizens, than his dungeon will be where their graveyard used to be so he should at last provide them with a new one. In the middle of the first room was also a statue it was a statue of Marluxia himself and before his feet was the passage to the second floor and the first real floor of his dungeon.
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He didn´t start creating the second floor of his dungeon as he first wanted to have his dungeon boss, but already moved the room he and the snakes were in onto the second floor.
As he had nothing to do except to plant a new batch of poisonous herbs after his little ones had eaten the last one, he started to train his body. He had summoned a rack filled with all kind of weapons. Every weapon was only a wooden version because he wanted to train with his monsters in the future with them and as he doesn´t want to kill them he thought it would be best to use only wooden ones. That was something for the near future hopefully, because he had no Monster to train with for the moment.
The way he trained his body was rather easy he watched his little snakes and tried to imitate their movements. He saw each of his arms as a snake.
I have powerful snake blood in my veins so I should get to learn something if I imitate snakes right?
He thought at the tenth day after he started to imitate the snakes. All he got until now was nothing else as pain as he forced his arms to move like snakes. After all he got bones so how should his arms be able to move like a snake without a problem. Marluxia had to endure a lot of pain in this ten days and had to eat a lot of medical herbs to treat his wounds.
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