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Dungeon Robotics 10-7
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Regan
The station was parked in orbit over the Thonaca capital. It was a nice view. The weather over the landmass was clear and with summer in full swing, there were large swaths of green. Coupled with the sight of the innumerable stars that surrounded us, it made for a picturesque sight.
I turned to Alara and kneeled down. I placed my forehead against hers, enjoying how soft she felt. “Alright. I’ll place my cores then we’ll do yours. That way if something happens I’ll be able to assist.”
She reached out and stroked my cheek. Her soft skin against my metal skin was an interesting contrast. “Whatever you feel is best, Reg.”
“Reg?” I asked with a chuckle.
“Everyone calls you my lord, Lord Regan, or whatever. More than a few would say you are their love,” she ground her teeth at that. Likely thinking about Soza. “But, you are mine. So, I’ll call you Reg. No one else is allowed, understand.”
I tilted forward and locked her lips with mine. I kept it short though. “Yes, ma’am.” She nodded before she jumped on my back and I stood up. Putting on a more serious face, I walked to the edge of the station. I held my hand out and created a new sub-core. I was about to have so many of them, that my core room looked like some sort of magic device. More so than usual, I mean.
Mentally looking at it, there was my main core that was now the sphere. The admantanmium bands glowing a pinkish red, that signified that enough mana to turn a mortal into a human light bulb was following through them. Around them was another sphere, but this one was as large as a house. It was made up of the interconnecting sub-cores, that served as the links to all my secondary dungeons. All the ones currently in the sphere were miniatures of my main core.
I looked the new sub-core I just created over. It was clear, lacking my silver tint with several golden-pink bands that floated freely around it. It wouldn’t gain my color until I placed it. I had modified these next set of cores. Unlike my current sub-cores, the Viventum will be able to link up with these. That will give them an endless, relatively speaking supply of mana.
Telescoping my vision until the city was in my sight as if I was standing right above it, I teleported the core into the air above the city. With a mental command, the core started spinning as its aura grew at what any of my fairies would say was a frightening rate. I used a control feed of mana generated from various schemes around my various dungeons to avoid the diminishing returns while making sure I didn’t have a repeat of the Jade Wind core. I’d rather not have another city explode on me, especially when I couldn’t teleport everyone to safety.
A light that could be seen from space soon flashed from the core as a tower formed much like Steel Spire and Tearfalls. The bottom of the tower spread over the center of the city, before legs grew to just outside the walls. When the stone and metal alloy hit the ground, unseen to the mortals, large roots spread out to add to the strength of the tower.
Unlike Steel Spire and Tearfalls though, I forwent the platform that usually sat towards the top of the tower. These didn’t have to host an armada of ships. They were purely for the defense of the mortals and this area while serving as mana collectors. In a few years, I was interested in seeing how the flow of mana through the world was changed due to this.
The tower was sleek to a point that looked like it could cut an atom. The white marble like material made it beautiful in the sunlight. The tower absorb just enough sunlight that the day remained normalized, otherwise it would be quite blinding to look out. Hidden in the sides of the structure were plenty of weapons that I prayed affected the demons’ ship at least.
“Beautiful,” Alara whispered. Given how large it was, it could be seen easily from space. The Viventum that heard her nodded in agreement.
“Thanks, Love.” I turned and looked at the group of Viventum. “Who would like to volunteer to connect with this new core and protect this area? It has the most mortals of all the cores that I plan to place, besides maybe one other location.” The Lelune Theocracy had a fairly high populated city as their capital, but I wasn’t sure how many of them would still be alive by the end of the war they were determined to fight. Their goddess was insane. That was the only reason I could understand when considering her actions.
“We will father, mother.” The first pair that I created stepped from the group. They held their heads up proudly. After my little conversation with Creation, they hadn’t bowed once. Not that I minded. It was more of a habit that my creations had done and that I had gotten used to. I have always considered my creations as children. Most people didn’t make their children bow.
I stepped forward and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “Good deal. I’m proud of you.” I patted them with a grin before I took a more serious tone. “The mortals are rightly scared out of their mind right now. They just had a change in leadership, and their king is dead. Many of them have been starving for the last few months. Please be patient, but don’t let them walk over you.”
“We shall follow your will. You want to bring the conflict to an end before the true enemy arrives, thus we shall not do anything that would make trouble for you,” Setor said clapping his hand over mine while taking Setoria’s.
I grinned and stepped back. Alara rushed forward and hugged the two. I suddenly felt like I was sending them to school for the first time. If school was a possible interdimensional war. “Just what every father wants to hear. I’m linked with the core, so I’m only a message away.”
They kneeled to return Alara’s hug before they broke apart and walked to the edge of the platform. Their bodies were on par with mine, so a little reentry flight would be plenty easy for them. They still held each other’s hand before they leapt. Alara and I watched as they made their way to the tower. It was a few minutes with the flight, but it felt like only a few seconds. They came to a stop before turning and waving at us. With a flash of light, they vanished into the tower.
“One down. Seventeen more to go,” I said with a chuckle as I took Alara’s hand. With a barely noticeable jolt, the station started moving to the next drop point.
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