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Damion DeAndre is a thing of marvel and splendor. A man of great stature and quite charming male. He was build to perfection in looks and appearance; like the gods themselves took the time to craft this Adonis-like figure. Despite his attire being that of lowly squire rags he somehow made them appear almost desirable. Yet he was not the standard pretty boy.

No, he had devoted a great deal of time growing up preparing for and grooming himself to take over his family business; to become a blacksmith. But to do so his body would have to endure the harshness and dedication to be able to reach such training. At a young age he had learned to work hard and spent a great deal of time; strengthening himself physically and mentally. Working in the mines he grew accustomed to the harsh conditions, the back breaking labor and injuries that came with it.

In short, he eventually learned to become that which most strive to be, a manly man. Thus taking on such masculine qualities as the broad chest. Chiseled features and intense definition in his physique. His strength quite high for a mere mortal he was more akin to the beast; had a farm needed a new bull to help til the field he'd gladly put on the harness and do so with ease. Yet it wasn't just enough to be strong, no, he was also quite resilient. His body able to take the beatings that would cause most to break, yet the dedication and perseverance allowed him to push forth through.

Which brings us to where we are today; once more sitting around the fountain waiting to see if he could be picked up and used for his talents as a supporter for some adventurer. How he longed to one day become one, ever since the events that transpired three years ago. Yet as it seemed it was a cut throat world and not nearly as easy to become an adventurer as one might have thought. However, most of what he earned in the three years of being a supporter was used to help his family retain their business or went into his indulgent like behavior; drinking and gambling.

So it might come as little to no surprise when one realized that all he had mustered was a simple blade, some rather scruffy looking clothes and minor experience. This was not entirely his fault. In said time he'd also been used, denied his cut of the pay or swindled out of it in exchange for empty promises. Ultimately the male as not the brightest of all, but he was more than enough known to be reliable; despite lacking serious training. This is why as of lately he'd been more selective with those he aided.

As hues scanned the area he'd place a hand upon his chin, many braved adventurers came in went a few stopped to ask for his help but he'd deny them for one reason or another; past experience with them or feeling dirty as they undressed him with their eyes. Such pain, yet pleasure. Yet he often made sure to not mix the two;especially with work so he'd decline it. But it wasn't until the being before him would approach that he'd possibly found someone worth his assistance.

"Hello there, Damion DeAndre Tank extraordinary and top notch support. Did you perhaps come to inquire about my service? All I ask is a humble 25% of the cut or my choice of the loot items dropped and 10%. What do you say?"​

The male said with a grin as he waited for the figure to respond.

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As eyes shifted about and he had noticed her she seemed to have stumbled and he did his best to look away and try not to laugh, he'd done something similar once and was met with very hostile and rude adventurers. But he'd laugh hard on the inside, unsure if she was entirely capable on her own he'd go forth and offer his services as intended, yet she almost questioned him as if he hadn't. Dismissing any disbelief he'd nod yes and smile warmly.

"Yea, actually I was talking to you. I mean unless there was another who almost tripped over themselves. I mean you can say you don't need a tank but if you have another accident like that I'll be there to catch you. Besides if your barely able to walk now, imagine how it might be with all that extra weight. I'm sure you could use a strong set of arms to carry all you could need. I mean, after all, a beauty such as yourself shouldn't be carrying such trivial things; it's beneath you."​

He'd say laughing some as a blush crossed his face.

"Feel free to use me, I'm not the cheapest around but I can meet most of your needs. I mean it is my job as a supporter, right? I mean worst case scenario a guy like me provides a shift in attention, I can hold aggro or protect you. I mean, if you're worried about me truly I have been doing this three years. I'd have probably become an adventurer already had things not been as, misfortunate. But you seem like one of the good ones, so I'm sure you know what I mean. Those kind eyes and cute smile I can tell."​

He'd say now rubbing his head as she sat beside him. Repeating her name.

"Cecilia Brant huh. Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. Honetly, I'm quite impressed. You are not only an adventurer but you have your own god, you must be quite impressive, to say the least. I've been pondering on a god myself. But I made a promise to meet a few personally, see their ideals and their goals before working for one and holding their name tall and proud as my honor."​

As she continued to question him he'd fold his arms across his chest and think on the matter.

"Well to be honest...if it was solely about the gold. I would just keep working in the mines. As a supporter, I truly don't make nearly as much as an adventurer. I'd make more if I worked the mines as I had and helped my family out once more. No, ever since that day the mines got attacked three or so years ago by the undead I wanted to become an adventurer. The life of exploration, helping protect the weak. I felt that was a better use of my skills, sadly I haven't found anyone to help teach me, assist me in my troubles. I want to become stronger, become the shield that others so desperately need. To become a true hero to be remembered in legends and a mortal all gods would kill to join their family. But enough about me and silly dreams, right? The past is the past. I should be more focused on how I can best assist you and prove my worth."​

He'd say with a smile washing away any hopes or desires to explain things further.

"So what can I do to convince you to let me join you on such a journey; outside honestly keeping you safe. If not from the monsters yourself. I'd hate to see you stumble and injure yourself somewhere deep down in the dungeon and then have to fend for yourself. It's dangerous to go alone my old man says. That's why I alway take this."​

He'd say raising a simple one handed blade.

"Pops said, It might not be the most miraculous or pretty looking but it will get the job done. It's been crafted with the best materials he could with the amount of coin I paid for. I guess in the end so long as I can help others it's honestly all that matters. I've seen a few folks die in there and folks just kick them to the side in move on. I try to say a few words but it usually gets me more trouble than it's worth. But I sometimes think the dungeons bring out the worst in folks, I mean I can see the greed aspect being common but these are living creatures we travel with, they try to aid and help us. You figure the least we could do is bring back the bodies for their family if not bury them and say some final words."​

He'd say some sighing as he shifted his gaze towards her and smiled. Hoping she'd forgive him for his ramblings and perhaps give him a chance.

 

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Having truly not noticed the hand offered to him or perhaps mistaken it for an attempt to put up a personal bubble the male tried to keep his distance, it hadn't been the first time he had put off another by how kind or energetic he was. Yet the more and more he spoke the more she appeared to give subtle uncertainty about him. At least that was the way he read her body language and facial reactions a skill he learned about customers he dealt with in exchange to buy or sell goods. So at this point his offer didn't seem quite to sell her, in the back of his mind it was a challenge and he planned to raise to the occasion. Yet her words on those who didn't make it he'd sigh and nod.

"Yes, there are times where no matter the beatings I take or the help I can give, sometimes the less bulky and smaller guys fail. Other times I've seen teammates turn on each other. I usually avoid these conflicts, but at times I've gotten in my share of fights. I was once stabbed and let with nothing by a rather evil son of a bitch. Excuse my language. He left me and this girl to die. It took me a while to get us out and defend us from monsters on our way back. But I got her back here but she managed an infection on the way back. She did well a few days with the healers but sadly she didn't make it.

That was probably my worst failure ever, but I live and learn. I've become more selective with who I work with and have since vowed to never let anyone in my care become injured again; at least not to that degree. I might be a lowly supporter but I'd be damned if anyone takes a hit that I couldn't take instead. Call me foolish but I'd rather get a few scrapes and bruises; nothing I can't handle then see another life lost there. I know it's dangerous but it's our job to work together and protected one another. "​

He'd say rather adamantly as he rubbed the back of his head some feeling a bit sorry remembering such an event. Yet as she continued to speak explaining her god of choice he'd arch a brow,

"Is that so, then perhaps it might be best if I could meet such a god. Truth be told I've yet to meet any. I also haven't really looked. But I plan on doing that once I feel I've become strong enough to become an adventurer myself. Right now I don't feel comfortable going in alone. I still lack the formal training to wield this blade. I mean I can wield it well enough and really lay down some pain, but I lack the discipline of a true knight. I have yet to find anyone willing to teach me. I know if I practiced and trained with a real knight I'd be unstoppable. But I don't wish to talk on the matter, you'll see what I mean if you decide to give me a shot. My pops always said talk was cheap, actions speak louder and as such, I should let my skills be my voucher in trust and reliability." ​

As he took down a mental note to meet this Odin. If the god she spoke of was as worthy of such praise, then he was at least worth meeting, if not for a brief chat for a serious conversation and thought on pledging loyalty to him. He just didn't want to make the mistake of rushing this choice as others did. But sitting on such a choice for years; he realized it was time to make a choice or give up on that aspect of his dreams. So he'd keep to his word and arrange a way to meet or seek out this god. Now with a nod, he'd look to her a warm feeling filling him as she raised her blade and spoke such kindness A rarity to find in adventurers when dealing with supporters like him.

"You humble me, M'lady. So kind, you may call me whatever your heart desires so long as you simply call me. Anything beats pack mules and scum. You're far kinder than most adventurers I deal with for this, I am eternally grateful. Such beauty and kindness, just don't spoil me too much or I might fall in love and it will be hard to be rid of me."​

He'd say with a wink teasing as he unsheathed his blade and knelt before her, resting on it stabbed into the earth.

"I promise upon my honor and devotion as a support to guide you through whatever danger we face, to leave you unscathed to the best of my ability and gladly protect your life with my life if need be. I vow on my name and role as a man to be the one to serve by your side as a worthy comrade and uphold not only my own honor but your own; so long as your willing to have me around."​

Raising now completing his vow he'd clink blades with the female crossing them a warm smile passing as he blushed some and looked down.

"You are too kind M'lady, you've stirred some emotions about me that I thought had died long ago; compassion. One I've forgotten existed beyond that which I offered. It...it feels good. Now if you'd kindly lead the way I'll follow from behind, unless you prefer to be the one gazing upon my backside."​

He'd say playfully waving a hand as if to assure her he was teasing; well partially before following her lead towards the dungeon. Eyes shifting to the side he'd continue to blush and smile. She wasn't the most attractive female he'd run into but she was growing on him; for several reasons but none the less what was most important to him was she wasn't like others and perhaps she might even be willing to show him the ropes and better his stance and combat prowess. Anyone who could do this was worth keeping around in his life.

Especially considering his lust for power and desire to become an adventurer; it would not be surprising for her to see just how far his devotion reached. Especially in combat; although not just his physical prowess but other aspects about him would soon become revealed in more shocking aspects. Following behind her closely as they began their descent towards the dungeon. What would this venture bring, how far could they reach?

 

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As they made their way forth she'd bring up the possibility of the service, never being a fan of authority at least in that nature he'd shake his head as if to decline. Although they meant good, he found the organization to be corruptible, maybe not all members but anyone they served or got high enough could abuse their power and he knew all too well what an abuse of power was; he dealt with it a lot with adventuring. It just wasn't the career for him. So he'd leave it at that, yet when she asked a very important question,

"Well, I can carry about 300 lbs worth of stuff comfortably. I got about 50lbs worth of potions, bandages, a first aid, some water and a few bits of food. It sounds like it isn't a lot, but it easily adds quickly. Given my usual runs, I still have space in the bag by the time we leave and return then again most of those I travel with don't go past the third floor. The few that have we've gone as far as the fifth and on one occasion the sixth. But I've only ever been there once and I didn't really enjoy it. We can head in right now if your ready?"​

He'd say hinting it might have been the floor from his story. As the duo soon made their way towards the guild grabbing minor things and checking in before making their way off and into the dungeon Arching a brow keeping alert to what was going on. The two would make their way down the staircase and into the first room. His blade drawn he'd nod and agree to her question. Acting first as a support he'd charge in like a tank and swing his blade at the goblins; his form weak but upon contacting, the blow was as strong and hard hitting as one who might be more experienced. Yet at the same time, his goal wasn't to pulverize the goblins in just a few swipes,no. It was to grab their attention and maintain focus while she picked them off one by one.

Finally shouting as he grabbed the attention of the first and already began his assault on another grabbing their aggro He'd begin to laugh as the struck back; minor strikes barely felt by the male as he boasted and taunted them. His goal to actively try and make them perceive them as a bigger threat;

"That all you shrimps got, you have to be kidding me. My mother hits harder..."​

An honest to god statement but none the less humiliating as he seemed capable of doing as he promised and that was holding attention. Their strikes slowly would work up a bit of pain, as he grinned; enjoying the feeling. Being a Masochist, these sort of things worked alongside his desire to tank. His blade moving as to block and avoid strikes using the force of his weight and size to smash the enemy about. But at any point had they decided to ignore him and move in on her position, they'd be sorry. Almost like a sixth sense he'd note just when this was and pop up behind the goblins; a blade slicing upward.

The force and speed moving like that of a greatsword shifting upward, but with a single hand on the blade.As if to cleave in half the pesky critter. A determined look in his eyes as he id so; blood splattering in place as the crystal like stones began to pop up left and right. Between the two of them. A faint smirk passed as he shifted his gaze towards the path before them as he then looked back to her.

"That was a bit easier than I expected, you definitely handle that blade better than me. So elegant and swift, you move quite well on the battlefield, it's rather pleasant to watch, well when a goblin isn't gnawing on your arm."​

He'd laugh some before blushing.

"Maybe if you're ever free at some point I could get a one on one and you could show me a thing or two. Maybe even grab lunch or dinner after."​

He'd say smiling before raising his shirt to wipe his sweat from his forehead; revealing his rather sculpted and toned body. It wasn't done intentionally to tease or flirt with her but it was done fully knowing she may be watching. As he finished he'd quickly move about to gather the stones and put them in his pack.

"Ready for the next area?"​

He'd ask as he motioned for her to take the lead once more, following behind her if not beside her if need be; his eyes shifting about waiting for the moment of danger. A goblin slowly sneaking up behind them as they walked. The perverted little demon reaching for her rear. He'd dash at her and tackle it against the wall full force severing the head as he shoved the blade through its neck cleaving it again; almost like a great sword. Eyes shifting to look away placing the reward away he'd blush.

"It...erm..it was trying to touch you and I almost didn't make it in time."​

He said bowing some apologizing,

"Can you forgive me, I almost let it violate you and touch an area so holy to men. Please say you won't abandon me now and hold it against me."​

He'd say, sadly being serious as he had been dropped from parties for less and his constant tolerance for abuse had him in a mindset apologizing and fearing the worst; forgetting how kind she was. His eyes peeking open to see her reaction as he frowned some a bit nervous before standing up and rubbing the back of his head.

"You're not going to hit me, spit on me or curse? Like not even a little?"​

He said entirely confused as he looked almost disappointed. His face still blushing as he looked down and at her given his height then looked away. Before moving ahead to try and take the lead some perhaps scoping out the area ahead to avoid letting them get the drop on her; his body moving back and forth checking corners and posible points they could appear.

 

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As the duo made it about the first floor it seemed relatively easy, as expected. Yet what had become troublesome or unexpected was her response. He'd asked her to train one on one to which she seemed to accept without hesitation. Yet as she returned a less than enthusiastic and more hesitant response to his latter question he'd part his lips to laugh some and teased.

"Oh come on, I'm not that bad looking. Sure I might not be a god, but what does that matter in the end. It's only a friendly meal between friends not like people would assume we were dating. But if you can't now maybe sometime in the future, none the less I'm holding you to that training. I am thinking of picking up the skill necessary to use both a single handed blade and a two-handed; might be interesting to see if I could pull it off."​

He'd say teasing as he shrugged some and they carried on from the matter. It wasn't until some time after the fight she took off and the actions of some perverted little goblin soon followed. Eyes shifting he'd blush some once more he had apologized befoe she shrugged it off. A faint smile passed at her kindness and as such, they'd once more travel deeper into the depths of the area. Stopping every so often to pick up the reward for slaying such beasts. His eyes shifting as he crouched down to pick up a few other crystals and look to her, they were nearing the third floor as she spoke he knew the danger she spoke of, yet at the same time he wasn't entirely sold on it being too much more difficult. Raising to his feet he'd rub the back of his head some and look at her oddly.

"I've hardly broke a sweat...I don't know who you've been down here with but I can go at it all night. I got really good endurance. Is this a bit too rough for you, we can take it slower If you need a break we can stop."​

He'd say winking before walking ahead, mainly to mess with her. He had become quite fond of seeing a knightly being such as herself blush;despite her efforts to hide it, he'd noticed it. Yet as he did so, his eyes would note the sudden movement around them; finally arriving at the third floor.

Dungeon Floor 3

Having already noting activity to some degree he wondered why they hadn't attacked yet. His eyes shifting back he'd look to the female and part his lips.

"I'm sure if I noticed, you probably have already. I'm not quite sure what their deal is as I've never experienced this before but the room is coming up ahead and I feel there is probably some sort of trap laying ahead. I can almost feel it. These bastards are being way too passive; either that or something from a lower floor made it's way up. Either way, I'm not looking forward to either of those possibilities."​

He'd say some before jogging ahead some and rushing into the room. Striking upon one of two Kobold sitting there, a faint smirk passing as he hollered loudly a few more popping out of the woodworks, now doing his job he'd swing his blade about. His strength appearing not nearly as much as before but why? What could have caused such a shift. Could it have been he was fatigued and didn't want to admit it; being the stubborn male he was.

No, that wasn't it. Could it have been he was still warming up, no that would only show an increase as time past. Maybe he couldn't hack it with stronger more resilient enemies. Whatever the reason it appeared he'd have his hands full assaulting and attacking the now room filled with Kobolds. Yet as he did his best to maintain control, his clothes would become shredded some as he dropped one after another rushing about the area a small group following as he ran towards her feeling drawn to her.

Swiftly he'd dash and strike past her a sudden dropping of a lizard seen as he pressed up behind her and shifted his eyes around them as he slowly turned.

"How about you be my sword and I'll be your shield. I'll keep the strikes on me and you pop out when you can to finish them off, don't worry about me to much; I can handle the pain."​

he'd say some jumping before her taking a strike or two before swinging his sword in cresent like shape striking them.

"Besides, I can't get that date if your dead."​

He'd tease some before noting a sudden attack upon them. From all angles; thinking quick he'd tower over her some and wrap her up in his arms. The stabs piercing his clothes and flesh some leaving many little puncture marks as he grunted some; almost moaning his body aching all over in pain here and there. His inner masochist coming out as he squeezed her a bit tighter as they attempted to pile up upon them. His body holding the weight up he'd laugh a bit.

"You alright there, not becoming too crushed beneath me. On a count of three, I'm going to give it all I got to burst free, from their strike fast and swift. I'll do my best to protect you from as many blows as I can but remember I'm not that quick. Just, promise if I die here you'll bring my sword back to my father. Oh, that and I can get a kiss goodbye....on the cheek of course."​

He said laughing as he looked to the side blushing before counting some and then in a burst of energy flinging them off of their bodies. His sword swinging about blocking the incoming attack as he tried to stay as close as possible to her as he could. Eyes shifting from the enemy to her as he tried his best to intervene with the incoming attacks, but the sheer numbers alone told him this would take a bit longer than expected. It seemed for everyone one dropped two more came in. Yet he'd fight ferociously as he could for the next several minutes. After which the fatigue began to set in some; his body shifting too much and running he'd definitely need a break after this.

Eyes shifting he'd look over to the female he'd been fighting with, she sure did have talent. Dispatching the many kobolds and lizards taht struck them as fast as she did, something admirable. She was definitely out of his league, yet not entirely discouraged it wouldn't be long before the duo appeared to be safe clearing out the room. Lots of crystals appeared about the ground; to which he'd collect them all. Now finished he'd collapse upon the ground laying there in tattered clothing he'd look over to her.

"On second thought a small break might be nice. I also might need you to patch me up a bit."​

He'd say slowly removing the useless destroyed clothing as he reached in the bag to pull out his first aid kit and some bandages. Placing them before him he'd also grab a potion and a new clean shirt and pants.

"That is if you'd be so kind as to help. I need to tend to the wounds or they'll get infected and I don't feel like turning back, is it safe to assume you know something about first aid?"​

He'd ask as he grabbed some water cleaning the wounds some and adding ointment to the areas he could before asking her to get his back some; bandaging himself up and trying to help if she hadn't known. However upon completion he'd warn her of his changing to be respectful not caring if she watched however. He'd grab the new shirt and place it on, along with his pants changing swiftly As he then packed his gear once more and stood ready to go; not showing any signs of injury or pain. His lips finishing off the potion to help advance the healing. Eyes shifting he'd look to her and arch a brow.

"What? Did I do something stupid? Um....are we ready to go yet?"​

He'd ask awaiting for her to respond or take the lead once more. His bag upon him having been lessened thanks to the change in attire and using of potions and the kit along the way; but still having a fair supply. Eyes shifted as he gazed upon her some and blushed.

"Wait?!? You don't need your wounds tended right, I thought I did my best to protect you. Forgive me if so."​

He'd say blushing some prepared to assist her if need be. If not he was good to go and prepared to take her further into their dungeon. His face still a blush from just the thought of aiding her with her body; patching her up and seeing her out of the armor. Shaking his head he'd look away and try to focus on something else. Arching a brow he'd stare at an oddly shaped rock and shift his attention upon it. Still listening and responding if needed but trying not to meet her gaze out of fear.

 

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As the female seemed to be somewhat caring he'd smile and accept her gift; getting situated the duo made their way further and further down the cave only now reaching the sixth floor. Pausing he'd shift his gaze about frowning some he'd raise a hand and ask to take a break.

"Can we stop for a bit, I know you say you are good but sinc ethis is the goal and we are here no point in rushing right. Take a break rest up and rock this task easily. But for now I'd like to rest personally so lets stop and chat a bit or whatever..."​

He'd say some trying to take his mind off where he was. Eyes shifting gaze back to her he'd smile.

"Thank you for being so kind and generous about this whole thing. I really do appreciate it, I know I joke around a lot or may act flirty a bit. But it's been a while since I've been around someone I can be that way with. It's usually just me and my family, I don't have many friends to be honest. It's hard looking the way I do and being this big. There is a lot of intimidation and assumptions made. I mean there are times where I smile at girls and they run off giggling. Sure it's nice but then you don't get the chance to converse make friends. Then there is the whole Dungeon diving thing and you know how awful folks can be then. So if you feel I'm being overly clingy I apologize."​

He'd say somewhat noting her annoyance with him during their travels. He might not have been the brightest around or pick up on things as fast but he did have his moments where he could seem to get the jist of what was going on. Eyes shifting though away from her, he'd sigh some and rest his head upon his knees relaxing as such as he closed his eyes.

"Just give me a few minutes, this floor is a bit tougher and I don't just mean the the frogs, the war shadows are probably the toughest things here, unless you consider the occassional barrage of ants from the seventh floor. Eitherway, I need to gather my strength if you plan to surpass this expedition here."​

He'd say smiling some as he lifted his head to gaze in her direction momentarily before, resting it once more and closing his eyes to relax. HIs mind slowly fading almost as if he was reaching a deep state of meditation, in truth he had to some degree. Motionless quite and simply breathing it would be but minutes before he made initeligble noises. Soft at first but progresively getting louder before he slumped over and fell, now heard more clearly she'd be able to tell he'd fallen asleep. A quick cat nap of sorts to help not only revitilize the body but the mind. Yet within such state he was vulnerable not just physically as for the enimes or even the girl had she decided to betray him. But his mind; the emotions and thoughts which filled him.

This was indeed the perfect moment to catch them off guard had anyone truly been following them. Although in his dream like state he'd soon be met with betrayl. Reliving the events that transpired all those months ago, the stabbing, carrying th dying girls corpse out fighting and fending them off to escape. It was all for naught though as he body son crumbled to sand and he gazed forth one more looking back to watch the dust in the wind; only now seeing Cecilia as he arched a brow confused, walking for towards her he'd run, yet as he did she'd go further and further away before plummeting into the depths of the dungeon and a blood curtling scream heard; eyes shot open as he spoke her name.

"Cecilia..."​

He'd say some in a worried tone his eyes scanning about; a nightmare in it's own right until he saw her, his half groggy state made him stumble as he moved forth to try and wrap his arms around a hand running along her head some running through her hair. Pulling back he'd look at her half away.

"Are you okay..I hope you didn't get hurt I failed you again...just like serah, you've gone and died too because I coudn't have protect you.."​

He'd say walking from said half sleep state and look at her, his eyes glazed over, it was apprent he wasn't full there. At least mentally, but the emotions he presented were that of genuine concern; perhaps projected from the girl he lost during his excursion them months ago. But that in itself was open for interpretation as there were no real signs of it. Yet athe seconds passed he'd slowly wake up.

"No...your alive. Thank god, you had me nervous. But wait what was that scream was it the dream. How long was I out...why..how embarassing."​

He'd say stepping back and rubbing his head, drawing his blade he'd bow and ask for forgivenes before making haste forth once more rushing off into the dungeon; his blade soon meeting the beast of a lone frong wandering about by itself. A swift strike made upward then down, turning sideways to block the mighty tongue which shot forth. His body dancing and reacting to the frog before finally slaying it as he felt a bit better. Shifting attention elsewhere he'd try to relax and enjoy the fact there wasn't much of a threat for now.

Taking his frustrations out and fears on the frog he'd slam hard into one after another making their wa to the room for the floor. His eyes gazing back he'd wait for cecilia to catch up. As she did he'd plant his blade firmly into the ground to discuss their battle plan in regards to the war shadow; the strongest monster on the 6th floor by default. There was a fair chance the ants from 7 would in deed be in this combat at well yet he didn't want to push it so he'd await his comrade before making any rash actions like the time before.

 

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As the events fell through and things became clearer. A sense of weight was lifted now and he had practically fallen asleep right there upon the grounds. Eyes shut he'd remain silently sleeping til the horrors of his past came alive and reminded him of the awful truths, that he indeed was reliving his nightmare. Awakening in that half dazed and embarrassed, he ran off taking his frustrations out on the frogs as he went off towards the floors room. The deeper they got the more dangerous it became, yet it wasn't nearly as bad as most of the floors except for minor respawns had been cleared by others; more powerful and resilient. It was here though that he'd run into the frogs and remembered from the past, to watch his head as they tend to strike with their powerful tongue about that for a quick knockout.

Blade dancing as he deflected and swung in hopes of lopping off tongues he'd become lost in his thoughts. To be comrades friends as she devoted herself to her god. Was this common practice nowadays, was love and compassion hard to find. He grew more and more curious yet frustrated about the idea.It wasn't so much her fault, it was just his bad luck. Those who he ran into with kindness either were spoken for, didn't feel any sort of attraction to him, died on him or like just moments ago devoted themselves to a god. It was then during these deep thoughts he'd honestly found a purpose.

Swinging the blade and slaughtering another frog he'd pierce through its head and breath a bit heavy; fighting alone and on his own having run off to be put in such predicament he'd think. If a god is what people devote themselves to, grew to love then the answer was clear. To become loved, desired, respected or otherwise feel something with another to get kindness he'd have to do the unthinkable. He'd need to surpass the gods themselves. Train hard and ascend from being a mere mortal to be on par with the gods if not in his own mind surpass them.

Each passing strike made was stronger than the less, a new found strength rose up from the very core of his being a determined look in his eyes filled him. Power hungry they called most who were like him, yet caring and kind. The being that stood there was not the same as the one that walked trudged down into the dungeon, no he died. This was a man reborn, piercing his blade once more into the earthen surface he'd catch his breath once more battering his way towards the room of this floor only now looking back to see the lovely female behind him. A faint smile passed as he seemed more confident.

"Finally, there you are ready to continue, don't tell me you want to head back. I'm fine, let's clear this room and see what lays beyond. I heard the next floor is beautiful and right now wish nothing more than to see it. So if I'm to do this alone, so be it. But I'd love the company to be fair. After all, why come so close only to turn back? Let us make history. Don't live in the past, in fear. I've embraced what you've said. I've decided that I will surpass even the gods. But don't worry I'm not foolhardy or trying to get killed. I still know my limits, I'm just trying to slowly expand them. So tell me are we going to put our friendship to the test and clear this floor and see what glory lies beyond the horizon or is this path one I must walk alone? Don't you wish to show your god you've go above and beyond what he expects of you, to appease him? You do this in his honor and I'm sure he'll be happy, I would."

The male would say before folding his arms some and taking in a deep breath analyzing their situation, unsure if she was up for it before shifting his gaze back, he knew he couldn't go on much further, but he wanted to at least try and see what the 8th yield;had they made it he'd not push much further and gladly agree to head back. Eyes shifting to the side to look towards the room he was already formulating his next course of action. Eyes scanning the area as he looked down to the impaled earth reaching for his blade; he was ready. Hand upon the blade he'd grin and take a deep breath running in his hand flicking the wrist in a manner as to slice upward at the incoming tongue.

His body pivoting as he swung using force more than skil as he cut through and at the few frogs that were there. A few spliting themselves to some degree fragmenting themselves as he scanned the area now. A smirk, they didn't have a number advantage and they seemed abit weaker. Blade in hand lowered he'd shift his gaze over to her and grin

"Lets finish these frogs and see what the next floor holds before we go back; I'll promise you that much."

He'd say with a toothy grin as the events carried out the battle over some time after as he looked to her some smiling his cloths a bit torn from battle again as he shrugged and made his way towards the stairs for the next floor. Pausing he'd wait, he so desprately wanted to see what laid beyond but at the same time he wanted to take a moment to reflect on how life changing this floor had become; a number associated with luck no longer just that; now a number which he'd associate with change and growth.

A warm smile passed as he waved for her to hurry and follow suit down the rabit hole for a better glance before leaving wonderland. What would come of it or just how much closer this brought him to his newfound goal would only come to fruition over time; yet having his goal in sight might be the exact thing neeeded for proper motivation.

 

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A grin passed his lips as he had finally done it, he'd reached this new ideal. Together the two working in perfect unison had cleared the dungeon floor by floor. His heart crushed only to come back twice as strong; a new found will and desire. Yet upon words becoming exchanged about her goals he'd smile.

"So it seems you've become an enteral partner then, one whom will be my rival in the race to ascension and beyond. I look forward to this."​

He'd say some smiling warmly as he rushed forth following not far behind; his vigor and raw strength aiding in his journey slashing through the frogs til the sixth floor was cleared. It was with these enemies slain that he'd progress to the seventh floor with her; see seemed to be empowered by his energy. The two working in perfect synergy feeding off one another; the desire to be her shield and her his sword was more than enough; could it be possible for the duo to become gods truly.

To work in unison to a similar goal; thus ultimately becoming the shield and sword of this world. The ruler and protector. Normally a position held by one but in this case two. Only time would tell if their goals collided too much or if their goals could mend and they truly benefit from one another; yet as it stood it was clear emotions aside the competitive nature and personalities were feeding the lust their bodies craved to grow stronger.

Floor Seven

Yet it wasn't until reaching the seventh floor that the duo seemed to show off this synergy best; although she was faster and moving quickly through the ants he'd power through slicing one after another; his love for her or perhaps desire to protect causing his simple one handed blade to shatter through the injured ants severing heads and finishing them off. One after another, dashing strike after another. Pausing to catch his breath slowly. He'd stop for a moment, his blade lifted to deflect and guide the incoming acid. His tattered clothes slowly dissolving some.

He had little to no time to continue fighting and follow; regretfully rushing forth; leaving behind the crystals perhaps to gather on the way back. Yet strike and blow for blow, he'd do his best to try and play catch up. His body larger and more akin to strength and resilience he wasn't the most accurate outside protecting an ally nor was he as swift or agile on his feet as he. But he'd catch up and see her within visible range and like a sixth sense he would note her danger.

Bursting forth running as fast as he could slicing at the ants which turned to his attention the barrage of acids slicing past it as best he could, striking multiple ants slicing at their bodies. Acid flying in all direction before he came to range. Striking the ant which had harmed her with acid now blocking their path giving her a chance to move along. He wasn't going to run anymore. Thus he charged back in to finish what remained; to surpass a god he couldn't run.

As time passed and he finally came within her vision his clothes tattered and burnt to various degrees. He'd smile some stumbling forth some an eye squinting some as he was barely clothed at all his pack upon his back seemed more or less still intact as he grinned some giving a thumbs up.

"Still alive..."​

He'd say his skin with some scrapes, bruises, and some burn marks. He'd grin wider like a complete buffoon yet encouraging as he then pointed back to the path.

"I might need to pick up a few dozen shards on the way back. I might have also stopped trying not to break the crystals too."​

He'd say chuckling as he walked over before what remained fell from his being;

"Well then...I'm sorry. I'm not even sure if I got another set of clothes on me. I think it might be time to invest in some armor."​

He'd say laughing hard before placing his bag down some now they were past the floor and at the staircase down. Placing his bag before him as to try and conceal his toned and alluring figure both out of respect for her. Sifting through he ended up finding a simple but dirty set of clothes. Eyes shifting back he'd look to an ant he had missed and quickly jumped up and behind her for cover.

"I'm Sorry but I can't afford to have it burn my goods." ​

He'd say behind her covering his manhood waiting for her to be his savior some as he walked over to kick it before finally grabbing some clothes and putting them on; a bit bloody and smelly it was better than being nude.

"Sorry about that. But yeah. Hope you don't mind the stink. Kinda glad I hadn't noticed these at the bottom of my bag; at least now I'm not naked. Although I could have sworn I saw you peaking." ​

He'd tease some waving as if to imply he was teasing hoping she hadn't taken him seriously or become upset. A bit sore he'd smile once more and offer for her to lead the way down the stairs to this new area.

"What do you think is down here, I've never been. Bet there is a treasure room, maybe a big boss fight. Hell, anything is better than ants, wait, you don't think the queen is here?"​

He'd say not having seen the original ant queen nor having any knowledge of prior floor clearing. His lips curling into a smile as he slowly came around the corner. How beautiful, looking to her he'd bow and place his sword before himself as if to stab the earn and once more pledge before her.

"I thank you once more for such a pleasant memory. You've honored me with such a beautiful floor to gaze upon. I can only hope it is as safe as it looks. Either way, without your kindness and willingness to come this far I'd never had made it. For this, I'm truly grateful. I know you desire to be only comrades and I will always respect that. But with how happy I am I could simply kiss you. but shall hold back."​

He said some laughing as he rose up and stole a hug.

"But I will steal an embrace...shall we explore around some before we leave or is this enough to quench your thirst?"​

He'd ask his natural venturesome attitude wanting to just run off and explore the entirety of the floor. Yet the male would hold back as he waited to see what his partner wanted to do before ultimately either heading back or spending a bit more time together; hoping for the latter personally he'd do his best to be happy for whatever she decided.

@Cecilia Brant

 

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A grin passed his lips as she spoke about resting a brief nod would pass before she nearly collapsed his body falling forth quick to try and catch her some and lay her down some easy. She had overdone it, he was one to talk but he was far more resilient and use to hard work. Not that she wasn't but she did most of the work, he merely played clean up and let things hit him. In his mind his entirety was about endurance. So naturally although exhausted he was a bit more use to the overexertion soreness. So on and so forth. Having soon joining her laying a fair distance away he'd lay there and stare at the false sun smiling.

"You know, I can't wait to see what's beyond here. How many floors do you think there are I bet there are hundreds. Maybe a god lays hidden within waiting to be saved; punished for his acts but damn for eternity for his sins. Can you imagine a god punished kinda silly huh Cecilia...cecilia?"​

He'd say repeating himself as she appeared to fall asleep. Opening his bag he'd pull out a blanket and pillow for her to snuggle up with before heading off to grab some food for the bag; he had some but restocking was need; refilling canteens and such his back was nearly full again. He'd return soon before grabbing his sword and laying his side watching over her. Playing his role as guardian before his eyes slowly closed. He was unsure of just what it was about her that made him happy but he'd smile. Eyes closing again he'd finally fall asleep watching her in said pose.

Hearing her voice he'd open his eyes yawning some, ​

"Well morning there beautiful how'd you sleep? I tried to watch guard as long I could but I got sleepy, midway. I got us some food in the bag...but it's mainly fruits and berries.Filled up some water for our walk back. I promised you once w go here I'd go back with you, just as I swore I will meet Odin for you. My word to you means more than my life. Remember this, I don't go back on my word for those I consider friends, loved ones. Those I actually care about and support."​

He'd say sitting up now raising to his feet to be dressed a bit more putting away the pillow and blanket before reaching to her to offer a hand, Had she taken he'd smile warmly and chuckle.

"Let's get a move on sooner than later. We don't want to be caught heading back later in the day; these high floor are safer in the morning. but if your still tired I can always carry you. Wedding style or piggy back." ​

He'd tease her some before heading his way back up towards the seventh floor, then sixth as the duo continued onward traveling back the way they came; this was indeed a trip to remember. Yet were they out of the dungeon just yet?

@Cecilia Brant

 

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Having been denied the right to give her a piggyback he'd fake frown and play along pouting. None the less the duo made haste to the surface, the ants being a bit of a problem, but this time he'd manage to not lose the majority of hi clothes; mainly his shirt this time around which wasn't much, to begin with. After the troublesome ants came the frogs most of which were just slimy and annoying and then they made it to the fourth floor eventually. Steely once more shirtless and in his pants now looked over to her.

"Definitely investing in some actual armor. Between the burns, the bruises and such you get from higher floors. Honestly, I'm used to going as deep as three where nothing phases me much for clothes but if I want to reach deeper and go further going to need to upgrade my armor...and this dinky sword. I mean I'm thinking a two hander? What do you think?"

He'd ask curiously playing with the smaller sword before his gaze shifted towards her as she spoke about their goals. A faint smile passed as he sat there resting with her and thinking on the subject, he never really thought to deeply on it; he was just a big dreamer but he did have a general goal.

"Well, to be fair the gods are powerful. They are what we look to for admiration. With such power I could be admired, I could be something to aspire to, to want to have around. To be loved. I do it for more than just protection. Although to be fair the gods are of little use and help in these dungeons but could you imagine what their help might be like in a dungeon like this. To see a god help wipe out these monsters to clear it and be done with for good.

To stop the monsters who spawn, cause surface trouble. Kill those coming for resources. I know the world needs balance, life and death. But unlike these creatures we can't just split and come back again in seconds. Our growth rate isn't as sustainable. These creatures will literally outnumber us one day. What stops them from ruling the surface isn't much. I just want to be strong enough so that if the time ever came and this terror happened I could indeed play my role not just on the surface with the gods, but inside to stop the source of the problem. Right now, we see this as a source of income, a source of power and sustainability.

But what about the further down; where we haven't met. The armies and hordes of monsters that have been multiplying growing in numbers. Do you truly think the barriers that hold things in play can last forever, that they won't eventually floor upward and then the surface? No, I won't let it happen. I can't let it happen, not just for those I care about, those I love. No for everyone. I must become as strong as the gods if not stronger to protect us all.

With power comes responsibility. Not all of the gods care for this. Some indulge in the finer since and earthly pleasure. Few take care or note of the dangers that lurk; more so now than ever. Some gods live in there blissful arrogance. The ignorant fact that life for us matters not, they don't care. Few did but the few who do...I can't speak for odin, but I'm sure he is among them. They realize this, they set up familia and they try to help.

Yet if not all can see this issue for what it is and claim those who cry these are just loons or people afraid of the unknown then we end up with division among ourselves. This is why I want to meet the gods, to understand them, see what drives them understand what they are aware of. If I know where they see themselves here, their roles I can see who will best fit this ideal, this goal to become a god or above, so I ask you in return.

Should one day you be granted your desire, such power to do just was I say, would you join the others and waste away such strength, gifts and let the rest of our kind rot and doom themselves from existence? I just can't sit by and let those I care about and my kind go ignored, not while the gods walk among us. Before they were but legends myths and stories, a way to explain mysteries but with their revealing and some time passed; what have they done.

Those who help and realize the danger we could use more of, the others, just a passing phase which I hope won't determine what man is to become. I'm not saying a total rebirth of life as we know it should happen. But I'd more or less prefer to protect those who are worth it. Even if gods were to fall in the process."

He'd say now done with his long winded speech some rubbing at his head leaning there. He rarely got serious but a question such as her warranted it. Yet once more after she'd answer the duo would make their way up once more exploring and finding new areas until they made it back to the stairs; an ever-changing maze. Lips parting he'd hear an unfamiliar voice now standing beside her in just his pants. A faint smile passing at the stud muffin comment blushing and looking down as he rubbed the back of his head. Only to nod at his partners reveal of his name. Upon her flirty nature, he'd smile more and part his own lips to speak.

"I must apologize, but these arms are for lady Cecilia's and her's alone until she deems them unworthy. I'm sworn to her, oath bond, be it blade or body. I can not accept another's request for whatever until my obligations are correct. My heart, however, is not spoken for, so please do forgive my words if they may be confusing. The life of a supporter can be an awfully confusing one. But it is a pleasure to meet you Lady Marybell, Sir Daxton."

He'd say clarifying his relationship to be strictly professional. His hand gently placed upon her backside some, above her behind near her lower back as to nudge her forward.

"I must apologize tho, but we've come from the eighth floor and are tired. Perhaps after your journey, we may meet up in a few days at the market district; perhaps over drinks at The Laughing Maiden? Otherwise, I must apologize but I must see to it Lady Cecilia and I get back in a reasonable time; we are already running late. I apologize for cutting our meeting short, but if I do not get her home her father might think I've stolen his daughter and remove the pride I treasure most."

He'd say blushing some hinting at his member and that he didn't want any trouble with her family; hoping such an excuse might merit forgiveness. Upon said exchange, he'd help lead her up the stairs and wave farewell a faint smile passed as he looked to his ally.

"She was cute, but not nearly as cute as you. Too bad you didn't share some of those opinions of me though, these arms do feel quite nice and comforting draped about one's body."

He said teasing and rolling his eyes before the duo made their way back up.

@Cecilia Brant