My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

The person masquerading as Master let out a cry of shock as I came slamming toward him, but he still managed to take my blade with his sword. The original head scientist didn’t have such combat abilities. His only trick had been to use a death spell to try to instantly kill me. As soon as I had bypassed that, he had been extremely easy to destroy. This was only a soulless copy of him, attempting to follow an approximation of what the original man wanted to do in an attempt to appear like a living being.

His memories and personality were like an infection. With his understanding of life and death that exceeded anyone in Dioshin, he was able to do something quite impressive. He was able to secretly infect and take over the dungeon master of a forming dungeon while it was in the progress of being created. Using his newfound power, he began to exploit and influence Miki. Her own will resisted, but he slowly gained power and bent her to his will, all so that when the time came, he could live again as Miki.

Taking over the body and mind of a dungeon master in progress had its perks. He was able to gain all of the skills and abilities of such a dungeon master. These were skills and abilities that Miki had given him, skills and abilities that I possessed. However, there was a disconnect there too. Miki only knew some of my power. She could only imagine what she had personally experienced, and I was growing all the time. The me at this moment was nothing like the me from before. Even if she had a high opinion of me, there was no saying that opinion would match reality.

Thus, this clone wasn’t an exact copy like the doppelganger from previous dungeons. This clone was more an approximation of Miki’s belief in me. To defeat him, I merely had to be better than that. However, that was no longer good enough for me. I had to be more than better. I had to show Miki who her Master truly was.

With Alysia in my hand, every attack against the Hero was harder and faster. He was constantly falling back. Just as I was going to pursue him as he retreated, I saw the giant pair of tits and the wrestler begin to race toward the trapped Miki. Given that they didn’t want her dead, I figured their bluff was up, but it seemed like the Hero had other plans. A form suddenly flew through the portal from my dungeon.

“Master!” Celeste cried out.

“Just in time. Deal with those two.” I ordered.

I had planned to handle it on my own, but I didn’t mind a little backup when the other team was trying to cheat.

“This fairy make good companion.” the fake Terra declared as she saw the real Celeste.

Being one of my Slaves and possibly the very reason Terra had created her escape, Celeste was immediately recognized.

“I don’t care! Kill her!” the Hero roared.

“Mmm… Gmmm… Mmgggmmm.” The fake Celeste mumbled from between her cleavage.

“What?” Celeste tilted her head. “No one can understand you. Your breasts are in the way.”

“…”

“…”

Celeste just went ahead and said it. The two looked at each other and then charged her. I wasn’t the only one who had changed drastically since Miki had last seen me. Celeste was now a complete evolution beyond the woman she once was. Her body blurred and then appeared behind Terra. She waved her hand, and a blade sliced up. The other Celeste threw up a wind protection. It took some of the blow, but the gash still flew through it and struck Terra, sending her massive form flying.

“Did you just use wind against me?” Celeste asked giggling.

“Mm… Mmmggg!” the other Celeste cried out.

“I said… I don’t understand what you’re saying! I’m just going to destroy you now, whoever you are!”

Celeste disappeared again. The other Celeste tried to flee in panic, but even with all the speed Miki could imagine, she was outclassed by the current Celeste. She grabbed her from behind, taking her two wings, and then she began to spin in a circle. Her body became a whirlwind as she spun, sending the floating rack flying around at nauseating speeds.

Terra stood up after recovering from her hit and then began to charge, attempting to protect her friend. At that moment, Celeste let go, and the tits flew off like a bullet. They were aimed though, directly at Terra. The back of the little Celeste slammed into Terra with a horrific force. Terra flew back, creating a crater as she struck the ground. Although boobs were thought to be soft, when thrown at such a brutal speed, they were more brutal than a cannonball.

Terra’s sternum was destroyed, and her front was collapsed. Meanwhile, the little celeste had been turned to mush. As her labored breaths became harder and harder to take, the stunned Terra looked down. For a moment, Celeste’s enormous chest had been plastered to Terra’s front, and it appeared as if Terra had a pair of large tits. If only for a second, she got to experience what it was like to have a big rack.

“H-heavy…” She croaked her final words.

A single tear fell down her cheek. She collapsed back, taking her last breath, a slight smile on her face. Even in Miki’s imagination, Terra had a boob complex.