While the live stream was playing, on the southern side of the room, the wooden ladder disappeared and was replaced by a swirling, shadowy cloud. Along the sides of the eerie statue, which acted as a projector, there were a decent amount of bookshelves which were created out of obsidian.
Near the Gateway to the Necropolis, was a sliding door, that Michael walked over to and opened out of curiosity. He muttered “Isn’t this kinda excessive for a fucking closet?” as he walked inside.
It was roughly the same size as Sarah’s bedroom, but instead of obsidian, the walls and floors were all made out of grey stones. The temperature was relatively cool, and there were a dozen ghastly specters floating around, which illuminated the space.
Along the walls were plenty of places to hang weapons, armor, clothing, and shelves for miscellaneous items. The center of the room had a myriad of strange and horrifying torture devices, and there were a variety of cages hanging from the ceiling.
Michael sighed dramatically, as he returned to the bedroom and turned off the projector. Then he activated the strange gravity, and jumped a few meters in the air, slamming onto the inverted floor.
He crawled over to the fluffy, circular, pitch-black bed and laid down onto it, as he complained “Ugh, it’s probably because of my Light Affinity, but it feels like I’m getting really weak… Nope, my stats are actually being lowered, terrific.” It wasn’t permanent, but the feeling of discomfort was rather significant.
After a few seconds, he released Sarah from his Companion-slot and she suddenly appeared, comfortably laying on his chest like before. He smiled at her, “Are ya fucking happy now? Not just a bed, I got you a whole goddamn bedroom set!”
The exhausted Dark-Goblin glanced around for a few moments, before closing her eyes and sinking her teeth into the left side of his neck. She was slightly surprised at how easy it was for her to penetrate his skin, but just continued to drink the gushing crimson liquid, while moaning quietly. He grumbled “You’re fucking welcome, Bitch.” while hugging her tiny body tightly.
While he was unconsciously embracing Sarah in the basement, his wisp form flew into the Necropolis and entered into the mana-core of that level-2, rank-G Human Skeleton. As he glanced around, Michael noticed that he could still feel his Nephilim body, but his main focus was within that new, skeletal one.
He couldn’t actually see with his eyes, since he didn’t have any, but there was certainly some sort of photo-reception. As he unsteadily walked towards the exit, he tripped several times and had trouble maintaining his balance.
“Oh for fuck’s sake! How come those other two were able to figure this shit out so quickly?” Strangely enough, his voice did emerge from his mouth, but it sounded as if it were played through a broken speaker.
Utilizing his Arcane aura, he was actually able to cause the air within his skull to vibrate at the proper frequency, so that he could verbally communicate… with himself. The reason that Kelsey and Roycerus were able to manipulate their new bodies so quickly, was because their souls were only controlling that single form: his was also connected to his actual mana-core.
By the time that Michael made it out of the Necropolis, Sarah had already fallen asleep, and stopped drinking his blood; the Nephilim was also unconscious. As he glanced up at the two people who were laying on the ceiling, he muttered “So~ creepy…” as he passed by them and headed towards the southern wall.
When he approached it, his body was attracted by enough gravity that he was able to crawl up to the ceiling fairly easily. Once he entered that mysterious, shadowy whirlpool, he was teleported into the center of the living-room.
He glanced around and felt that it was eerily quiet in the house. Both of the doors were closed, which was normal, and the floor, stairs, everything seemed just as clean as when he had last seen it. There wasn’t even a hint of smoke in the air or clinging to the wood, which made him feel slightly confused.
Michael walked up to the second floor, and noticed that all of the blood and gore had been removed somehow. There was a two-meter tall High-Elven woman patiently waiting next to his open bedroom door, while staring helplessly inside.
An invisible barrier was preventing her from actually entering, so she could only coldly glare at the annoying cat-girl who was casually sleeping on that giant-tongue. When she heard his feet making loud clicking noises, Talia murmured “Kelsey, don’t worry, I can clean up this mess by myself… go play with Roycerus outside.”
The five and a half foot tall skeleton asked “So you were the one who cleaned up after us, huh?” as he allowed her access to his bedroom. Since she was leaning against that transparent force-field, she fell through and nearly landed in a puddle of disgusting fluids.
She recognized the voice, but was surprised when she saw that he was controlling a Darkness Golem. He warned her “Ya probably shouldn’t go into the bathroom, cause there’s a weird tentacle monster… Plus, ya have the Nature Affinity, so any of this Chaotic shit might try to eat or fuck you, hahaha~!”
Talia quickly regained her balance and made a serious expression, “What will it take for you to accept me as one of your Companions? I am obviously female, so I know that I at least have a chance at being selected… However, I fear that I may be too mentally stable and thus-”
“You’re a Huntress who uses bows, right? What’s your maximum range?” Michael interrupted her question, with one of his own.
She immediately responded “Indeed, my specialty is long-ranged combat… I may not have been a Marksman like my father, but my Archery Mastery has reached the first level of the Advanced stage. Range is typically dependent on the Quality of the weapon and ammunition… Utilizing my old Rare, level-ten longbow, I was typically able to strike a stationary magical beast, which was less than one kilometer away.”
It took him a moment to quietly contemplate, then he muttered “Hmmm~, I’m mainly a Tank, Inari is… who the fuck knows, Sara’s melee deeps and stealthy, Elina’s pure-heals, and the loli-Gunslinger is probably only ever gonna be mid-ranged. I honestly have no idea what a fucking Elementalist is, so I’m gonna guess it’s something like a Shaman or Mage, but either way, she’s probably gonna mainly be AoE and pure magic damage…”
The blonde woman furrowed her brows, while glaring at him with her bright-green eyes, “I have been in this world for much longer than yourself, or any of your other Companions… There are things that I can help you with, the others couldn’t possibly know about. The Elves generally do not share their secrets with short-lived races, and even if you are an Otherworlder, it will be difficult to interact with them as ‘equals.’ However, if you have myself as a Companion-”
Michael waved his skeletal right hand and interjected “Nah~, I don’t give a flying fuck about that kinda shit. Also, it isn’t my goddamn fault! I didn’t try to make a harem! I really fucking didn’t! Anyway~, it is true that our group kinda does need a normal-ish person, and an Elf would certainly make us more racially diverse… Plus, you are really, really, like, unnaturally sexy. Although, I guess all Elves are kinda like that… I mean, if I liked penises, then your father would have definitely been my type.
“Of course, I don’t wanna have sex with you, cause I can already barely keep up with Elina and Sarah. Hell, I grabbed Jasmine mainly to keep the angelic cat-girl from cheating on me… which is ironic, for so~ many reasons. Oh yeah, I almost forgot what I was gonna say there for a second, hahaha~! Okay, fine, after you finish with this room… when that floating orb in my ‘workshop’ turns black, go inside of it. If you manage to clean out all the weird fluids that are floating around, I’ll make you my sixth Companion.”
Without hesitation, she nodded her head and confidently told him “You will not regret this decision.” before turning around and getting to work.
As Michael was walking back down the stairs, he yelled “Probably not, but you~ definitely will~ hahahaha~!”