Chapter 99: Chapter 95

Chapter 95

 

Dream State; after Fox finds us...

 

“Seriously? What were you thinking?” Fox demanded.

She’s bit her lip to contain her anger and pacing. She’s got her hands on her hips and is giving me an angry look now. I can tell she wants to yell at me but is unsure if she will damage our relationship. She’s got a complex look on her face that I’ll have to be delicate with. She’s just found out that Sunghee and I hadn’t met with her because of many hours of sex and she feels left out.

“Sorry?” I plead for mercy.

She’s pacing back and forth and gnashing her teeth. “This won’t do at all.”

She finally calms down. “You need to calm down from this whole sex demon thing. It’s getting too much control over your life.” She looks at me like I’m about to be punished. She jabs a finger into my chest to emphasize her point. She at least didn’t make it hurt too much, but is trying to get me to wise up.

I do look down. I feel badly if it’s affected Fox.

But I do feel like Sunghee is important to me and I do care about her, and that this isn’t just a one time fling. I really want all of them to work out. So I can’t go back on that or feel regrets for it. My feelings for Sunghee are real.

They aren’t one night stand feelings. I intend to help her and take care of her forever.

“I just hope you keep control of your original personality. This is difficult and a dangerous power what with your species change into a sex demon. So you have to always make sure it’s you that’s in control and not the other way around. I haven’t been around this kind of change before so I’m not sure what to do. I want you to keep your guard up at all times. Try to resist it sometimes just so you know it’s really you that’s doing the decision making,” Fox said, still pacing.

But even as she says it, she’s staring at my groin. Yep, even she’s affected.

She’s too angry to let me have a word in.

But I want to explain.

All it would take is one swipe of my fluids onto her face and she’d cave…

What am I thinking? That’s just a temptation. And if she were to resist she’d be even madder. I’m sure that thought must be perpetuated by the sex demon genes influencing my brain to want to feed non-stop.

“Any idea what kind of sex demon though?” I should be horrified but somehow I’m a bit curious at the same time. What would such a change mean for me? For us? Would it be safe for others to be around me? How long would I be able to keep my hands off Rina?

“Yeah this is not a good situation. Also you better not be touching me anytime soon. I’m hoping to not become a mindless puddle of jelly anytime soon,” she flashed me another wicked look of burning anger.

Wow, Fox’s iris’s change when she’s mad. I hadn’t really noticed it before, or perhaps she’d just contained her anger better in the past. When she gets mad the pupil changes from a circle shape to a cat like slit shape.

It seems that foxkin eyes change somewhat depending on what’s going on with their emotional state. It isn’t a huge change but very subtle, but alluring.

I’m suddenly very interested in her.

I could help her too…

There’s no reason I should only help Sunghee…

And if I’m helping Asakura and Sunghee, why not Fox also?

“Wow, you have beautiful eyes,” I said.

“Thank yo- oh you aren’t going to pull that with me,” she changed her response mid sentence. Sunghee giggled. I wasn’t messing with her though. She really did have amazing eyes.

“You realize you’ve been fucking with Sunghee almost half the day when you were supposed to be training with me? And that you’ve been doing this already too much with letting Asakura cut down on your time in the dream state, and I’m pissed off,” Fox crossed her arms over her chest and is giving me more nagging. She continues to pace.

“Sorry!” I bowed low.

“Has it really been half a day?” Sunghee blushed and looked at me like a newlywed in love and crimson faced. Despite Fox’s efforts she looks really happy and can’t stop smiling.

She’s still not covered up.

Wow.

Then she lightens up. She seems almost apologetic now. “Look Shun…I’m…sorry I yelled. It’s just…you are so important to me…I mean us. We need you to stay on a strict training regimen for us to survive. I’m not really mad. You know that right? I know that it can’t be helped. It’s really the box making you that way. The fact that you can hang onto your discipline and self identity this long without just attacking any women you see is actually pretty amazing. To be honest I was afraid I’d have to take precautions to return your identity back to the way it was before the change but that hasn’t been necessary. But you need to hold the line from now on,” she sighed shaking her head. “Are there any other changes you haven’t told me about?”

Are there…?

Did I miss something?

I make a quick mental inventory.

Long silence…

Finally I said audibly, “no.”

Oh wait…

“Well…there’s possibly one…I’m not sure if it’s anything or not,” I cringed telling her since I know she’ll be mad.

“Spit it out,” she’s giving me the look of a mom taking care of a kid now.

But then she stops, “listen I’m sorry that I was mad. It’s just…it’s just this is my life, and I really want to make something out of it. I know you are trying hard too. Please just be careful because everything depends on you.”

Everything is calm now.

Wow I think that was her version of an apology. I suppose she has to be guarded. This world fears demons as an entity that is highly evolved and very strong and a losing battle.

“I need you to stay in control,” she re-iterated.

“Got it. Maybe there’s some kind of meditation or exercises you can think of to work this out and promote … a self identity defense?”

“So go on, what’s the new change? Meditation techniques maybe?” she asked.

I described the demon breast milk then accompanied by intense desires for it, and what happened when I tried to eat normal food. When I was again with Sunghee I had again also not been able to eat either. But it seems I can keep down the demon breast milk and that only.

“What do you think it means?” I asked.

“I think you already know the answer to that and you’re hoping for confirmation,” Fox retorted quickly.

“True.”

“Show me some, you have some in the canteen the dwarves lent you right?” she asked. She looks nervous suddenly, but is less angry.

“You won’t harm me or label me as bad if I work with you on this?” I asked.

Fox appeared hesitant.

“Please,” Sunghee bowed to Fox. “Shun really is good.”

“F-fine,” Fox gave in.

“OK. Actually that’s true, I do have some still. Quite a bit actually,” I said.

Opening the box I brought out the canteen. It was still about half full of Asakura’s milk. I opened up the top. Strangely it still smells cool and fresh. It has a nice smell to it. I can’t resist taking a swig before offering it to Fox.

She’s very careful to not touch me or the milk, as she gingerly takes the canteen. Then carefully she sniffs it several times. But I’m surprised when she dumps it out on the ground and keeps it away from her like its infected or smells bad.

“What are you doing?!” I cried out.

But then suddenly I realized I’d been tricked. She’d dumped it out not because of it being bad or harmful, but to gauge my reaction of the spilled breast milk to tell if it was addicting. Wow, she’s smart. She’s eyeing my reaction very carefully.

Of course I’m on my hands and knees over the floor, but the milk has already seeped into the dirt floor of the training room. Seeing how she’d reacted to me had made me allow the milk to be lost, because I didn’t want to be perceived as an animal. Somehow the back of my head had told me spilling demon breast milk on the ground is the ultimate despair.

“Yep, definitely addictive. You need to be careful about that stuff,” she grunted.

“No!” I cried out again.

“That’s an interesting reaction,” Fox said puzzled.

“What is?”

“Your face and stuff. Whatever, we’ll have to implement more safety precautions,” she shakes her head. She looks disappointed. I hate that look of disappointment. I’d been wanting to win her over this whole time. It’s hard to believe my new strengths are also a setback.

“Wait what? I don’t want more safety precautions,” I said.

“You are turning into a demon, and not just any demon but a sex demon. The reaction to the milk proves it, but also when smelling the milk I can smell magic in it,” Fox said.

What does that mean, I wonder internally. That’s new.

“Really? That’s interesting,” I scratched my chin.

“It is and it isn’t. The reason why you can’t eat people food or human food anymore is because of not just the milk but the box changing your genes which we all already knew,” she further explained.

“Really? Are you sure about this? Could it be anything else?” I asked her patiently.

She immediately shook her head. “One of the first things we look for in determining where to fight the demon realm’s taking over this world is spotting new demon realm growth. You follow me?” she asked.

“I think so. So you’re basically going to say that to spot that new growth you look for new demons?” I countered.

She nodded, “good, good you are understanding already. So as I was saying, we look for knowledge about how to identify and classify new demons. There’s more than one type. In fact there are as many types of demons as there are types of demi-humans. So there might be half a dozen species of sex demons alone. Then there will also be types of vampiric demons, arthropod demons are the most horrific looking by the way, and others.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yes, really,” she replied curtly.

“Somehow I have a feeling I’m not going to like what you are telling me,” I said dourly.

“True, but I tell you the truth, always. Take Asakura for example,” she started to say but I cut her off.

“I love Asakura, I won’t let you hurt her or make me ditch her. My feelings for her are real and not just lust or demon power. My feelings for Sunghee are pure also,” I said finding my teeth grinding together.

Fox looked shocked. “Wow, wait a minute here. I’m not the bad guy. That’s also the demon genes activating her aggression to protect yourself by the way. I assure you I don’t want to do anything with Asakura. On the contrary I want to protect her too. You realize the serious of this don’t you?”

“I do think it’s serious, but what are you referring to? Or which part?” I asked.

Fox sighed, “Your reaction is very similar to a vampire’s reaction for blood. Also Asakura and how she’s evolved are very similar to the ability of a vampire to have a ghoul or drudge, which is like a mage familiar except for demons. That explains why you have a ghoul familiar. It appears your species type or the type from which half your genes are coming from is a type that has a drudge system just like vampires, but that feeds from sex instead of blood.”

“Eh? Really? But you are saying I’m not a vampire right?” I said trying to understand what she was saying. It almost sounded like she was implying that whatever I was becoming was similar to a vampire but feeding on sex instead of blood.

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“So basically you are not a vampire true. That part is very clear, for which I am very thankful since vampires don’t value the lives of their allies no matter how hard they try. It’s hard for a human to want to think a pot roast is a companion and carry it around all day you see. But a sex demon can’t exist without a source for feeding, and it’s known that they won’t harm them, though mostly for not wanting the appearance of their pets damaged. But you have evolved in a similar way to them. Vampires feed on blood, and have a drudge or ghoul that they use as a sort of servant tied to them with magic to help be their source of fulfilling their needs. You have Asakura for that, but she’s evolved to be different than the vampire’s form of a drudge or ghoul, but still your servant. By definition, in demon culture the different forms of ghouls exist among several species as a necessary attachment like a lizard or snake needing a tail.”

I waited for her to tell me more.

“There’s also the fact that for as much as I can tell your beginning and ending as a organism isn’t just your body. Like a queen bee you need drones to live. You can’t live without the drones. They are part of you as an organism. So if you try to resist having ghouls or drones you will die or have severe mental instability which could be unhealthy,” her finger pushed into my chest trying to emphasize a point.

“So do I have one drone or several? Will the drones become like me or always be like normal bees waiting on their queen?” I asked.

This was a real turning point. The difference between what was true, or what she told me in this answer could change everything.

“I’m not sure. To be honest there could be all kinds of differences here at work. There are literally thousands of different types of bees alone. Some of them don’t produce vast amounts of drones like honey bees with some in pairs only and going hive less. I would probably also predict there may be an unknown number of sexually feeding type demons as well with many of them having yet to be discovered by the non-demon faction,” she said.

“So even though we have a type we still haven’t gotten anywhere,” I sighed.

“Well there are comparisons; vampires for example would be unable to survive if they couldn’t differentiate between keeping a supply of food and regulating a healthy number of who can become like they are and who can’t. It’s likely whatever species you are being blended with or turned into will recognize a survival trait of keeping a ‘food supply’,” she said.

“So do we even know how far this will go?”

“Nope. But certain types of bees, don’t gain all their abilities as a newborn drone. They go through different phases as they progress towards adulthood. This seems to be the example in nature that is closest to your situation. Newborn honey bees for example will do different jobs in the hive before they learn how to fly outside the hive,” she said.

“So that’s why her mind is sort of …on low power right now?” I said searching for a different word than ‘stupefied’.

“Exactly. My theory is that her brain is fine and will slowly build itself back to where it’s normal thinking process is. But…” Fox is looking up in space as she goes over it in her head.

“You haven’t actually seen this sort of thing often have you?” I said, perceiving what she was trying to avoid saying.

She bit her lip in frustration, “my sister hunted, or still hunts vampires. So this is all secondhand information. I’d consult her if I wasn’t trapped in the box, and if she wouldn’t kill you on sight. The risk from that is pretty high so it’s a no go. That also makes this a bit of an irony actually, haha. I’m not a demonologist, but just read and gather a lot of information. So I can tell you what this looks like, but it’s not all confirmed from someone who properly diagnoses this sort of thing,” she said.

Her sister hunts vampires?

Crap. Why is there a twist like this? What will happen if I try to go visit her family?

Yeah…that’s a bad idea, I thought to myself.

“Gotcha, but at least that explains a lot. And you are sure about this? Wait does that mean Asakura is an undead?” I said worriedly.

Fox shook her head firmly, “No she isn’t an undead and never will be. Demon races have all kinds of living servants and having demon blood doesn’t mean everything turns to undead. There are living ghouls and undead ghouls and they are different from one another. Demons and undead are also completely different from one another too; it’d be like comparing orcs to humans. In the case of my sister hunting vampires, as an example, a common strategy is to find their living ghoul or drudges to follow them back to their master’s lairs delivering supplies for them, and then kill them on the way out. You need to be aware of this tactic because this is how your enemies will try to hunt you. The sleeping master vampire will often not realize their ghouls have been killed and may even still be asleep when enemies enter the lair.”

She continued, “This type of track able connection of drudge and vampire is easier to hunt them with because they are still a living organism that is tied through magic and vampire blood to their master which is then exploited. Then they surround the nest and either trap and kill the master or starve them into weakness and kill them after they are weakened.”

Damn. I had a big problem then. This was a whole new type of thinking and defense strategy set I’d have to figure out how to practice defending. We’d have to come up with a way to devise coordinating Sunghee, Fox, and even Asakura together on these new defense ideas too.

She sort of added another comment under her breath, “of course the vampire versions ghouls are often killed by accident in feeding. They go through several of them in just a few months on the more extreme side, despite them being such a valuable resource. Wasted...” She seemed apologetic at mentioning it.

That part had my eyes wide open. I didn’t want to be like that. Morale just went down by two points.

“So it sounds like you not only told me the ghouls for vampires are living humans that are somehow enchanted and have their DNA altered to serve their master blindly, but also told me that my enemies would try to kill me by going through Asakura? Are you sure about that? It’s the closest fit to my inherited demon gene type as far as you can tell?” This was a lot to take in.

Fox used her fingers to mark off the bullet points, “Think about it, her hair is turning white, although slowly. Her skin and body have tightened up into a more athletic form to be able to protect the master shedding some fat in the hips and waist, becoming more slender and beautiful to also not only deal with slave work but also feeding, her eyes have changed color to violet as you’ve described, the effect of the demon pheromones has a long permanent effect in making her eternally submissive to whatever you want, she also basically is starved for sex non-stop which is caused by your needs, her boobs are still…about as big as volleyballs and always producing demon milk, and of course you also didn’t notice that Asakura’s biology is altered so that she can eat human food still in order to blend in but actually gets her sustenance from your fluids.”

“Eh? I didn’t realize that last one,” I said. I stopped to think about it. It seems silly that I’d missed it.

“But you have more challenges than a vampire too. Vampires can go for long periods of time without feeding, but you require feeding at least two or three times a day and seem to have a voracious appetite. That is a weakness that can make you discovered and ‘outed’ easily,” she said slapping me on the back playfully.

Now it did make sense why Asakura needed sex at least three times a day and had a hard time stopping, because it was actually me that needed it and somehow she had been sent signals either chemically or subliminally that it was something she had to do. I didn’t realize that she was getting her nutrition that way too. So she was dependent on me for part of her biological sustenance now if what I’m being told is true, in a symbiotic loop between us.

And I could have figured it out sooner if I’d only studied bees and vampires more…

But would Sunghee also be wrapped up into that loop now? I suspected it would flow that way just from how fun sex was with her. But I wasn’t sure if she would follow it so closely in coerced signals.

“So will she become like me or is she always going to be human ghoul? Or is it like an end point evolution that dead end?” I asked.

Fox shrugged, “I can see why you asked this in a different way. It’d different to ask if she’ll always be a hamburger compared to if there are more stages of hamburgers? In other demons that have ghouls, drudges, or however you call them the ghouls don’t become like their master and just stay as their previous species but with a few alterations that ‘superize’ them. I think this is probably going to be the case here too. For example, necromancers will often have a drudge which is a form of a servant and different from their other pets and it never becomes a necromancer itself, vampires as I’ve told you about will have a ghoul that will always be a human but just be altered, and there are other types of demons that use this type of evolution too. It’s how they are able to survive and it promotes a type of mental stability in them as well by keeping their brain active with something to interact with if they don’t kill their food. In these other forms like the vampire ghoul, the ghoul’s aging slows down to almost a complete standstill but they have to have blood from their master at least once a week or they start to lose their sanity and health after they’ve been a drudge for a time. Her flesh won’t rot by the way, that’s a different type of ghoul.”

“Wow really?” That’s a relief. I’d been worried about that part.

“So it means you shouldn’t ever separate from Asakura. Not even for a short time. It will probably not be a good thing if she’s somehow cut off from you or you don’t feed her often,” Fox said.

“So you aren’t mad at me? Or think this is weird?” I asked, afraid of if it’s affected my relationship with Fox.

Fox shrugged, “I’m actually glad you aren’t human. I’ve had a long history of suffering and seeing my clan mates enslaved or stolen by humans. Foxkin aren’t totally on the side of the war with the humans actually either. There are some of us that fight on the demon side faction, and some on the other side, but more often than not we kill enemies from both sides and hunt indiscriminately. Someday I’ll take you to a foxkin village to see for yourself and meet my family. So it’s an irony but somehow inside this state, it doesn’t seem as bad to be helping a sex demon compared to a human, even if it will be really bad if my sister finds out what you are. It doesn’t really make much sense, but everyone has their problems I suppose.”

That was unexpected. Fox hadn’t ever shared information about her family before. I was curious about what a foxkin village might look like too. I think that meant I was breaking down some of her barriers to me, now that I thought about it.

But thinking about Asakura right now made me insanely hungry and thirsty all the sudden. I shook my head quickly to snap out of it. I was afraid of what I’d do. Suddenly I was craving sex like crazy, even though I’d fed recently. I wasn’t sure how long I could go and still keep my hands off Fox.

It seemed weird that I had hunger pains this often, I frowned. It’d only been like two hours since I’d been with Sunghee too. This was too much too quickly, but I was afraid to tell Fox that.

“Well what I don’t get is how come Asakura is moving faster, quicker, and is stronger when she’s carrying around all that extra weight up front? I thought the extra boob weight would cancel out the growth in strength and speed but it hasn’t. And with the extreme size, doesn’t that hurt her?” I asked.

“Has she said it hurts?” Fox frowned.

“No but I can’t help but be sympathetic. On my own world, women complained of such things even at half their size like back aches and such,” I said coughing embarrassment out of my system.

“Well it’s likely your demon DNA that she’s feeding off, has some type of steroid and adrenal booster of some kind that is kicking her system into overdrive and balancing out how the new changes feel. It may have also strengthened the connective tissue in her upper chest. Her body is now adjusted to seek out those new protein chains and dependent on that adrenaline to survive so I wouldn’t cut her off from it,” she warned.

“Ahh that does make sense. It’s likely demon DNA is having us work together in some kind of symbiosis then?” I guessed.

“Exactly. This type of thing has been around for awhile so I wouldn’t fight it. It knows what it’s doing and is already probably halfway through the changes, but just make sure you are the one in control. It’s like having a pitbull for a family pet. If he’s fed and happy he won’t wreck the house, but fight it or letting it get aggressive can literally cause death to anyone around you and some types of dogs like that have such powerful attack instincts that its dangerous to even mess with them. Your system and hers know what it needs to survive so just keep it fed but not in control,” she reminded me.

“But did the demon inventory box also change the orc boss, the previous owner into a demon too?” I couldn’t help but ask.

She thought about it, looking up while picturing it in her mind. “Nope. He didn’t have the right attributes and probably there was some interference within the orc biology that prevented it. It’s possible other previous owners of the box all had separate evolutions too. But he probably did become an elite orc or at least a mutated super orc because of it. He was really boss material even if he wasn’t your flavor of monster.”

“Hm...”

“Because he wasn’t strong enough?” I asked.

“More like orcs have a very small amount of demon blood in them already and it likely was influencing it to follow that direction rather than a different path. It would have acted much like a catalyst towards whatever orcs would evolve into if they have the chance,” she elaborated.

She scratched her head and looked up. “You know, in the past you mentioned the shards of the other slave crystals that were in the box in piles from the previous owner. That’s evidence his change and demonic evolution wasn’t symbiotic like yours was.”

“I had thought about trying to figure out what explained the broken slave crystals but I hadn’t linked it to his evolution being different than mine,” I said in return.

She paced the floor while thinking about it. “Yeah that makes a lot of sense the more I think about it. His evolution probably fed of girls without them being able to survive. But talking about it sounds really icky, and would trigger repressed trauma in Sunghee so I suggest we don’t talk about it.”

I glanced over and sure enough Sunghee had her fingers plugging her ears and her eyes shut so she wouldn’t hear this part. She’d probably been in this state ever since we mentioned the previous owner.

“And this thing about orcs having demon blood? Are you sure?” I asked.

“Well that’s what makes them get drunk of battle and bloodshed. That’s not an accident. I’m not a researcher but there are people who already have researched this sort of thing thoroughly and there are books speculating on where they actually came from,” she said.

“Wow. I thought the bloodshed making them high was related to something,” I chuckled. This was interesting. It’d confirmed my earlier hypothesis.

“So your next question is probably something like did orcs and goblins come from the demon realm, and yes they did,” Fox said guessing rightly.

“That’s good I guess too that I’m not following its path in the demon box. I don’t really want to follow an orc into whatever biological mess they are in,” I said leaning against the post.

“It probably means that anyone using the demon box would evolve into something different from each other. There’s probably a difference in how much its strengths would affect someone’s growth to be weak or strong too. I can also feel your mana pool has grown substantially and while I know some of those were from mana core upgrades some of those weren’t and from whatever changes you did with Sunghee when you weren’t playing around too by the way,” Fox said with an embarrassed look on her face.

“So there must be some hidden passive mana gain too from having a feeding pool harem,” I noted. I hated wording it like that and even said as much to Fox, but I didn’t know how else to word it.

“Don’t worry about it too much. You care for them both and that’s what’s most important,” she shrugged it off.

“You know I can spend time with you too. I’m not trying to show any favoritism here,” I said quickly afraid I’d pissed her off.

“No, no, that’s OK I’m not ready for that,” she said, but she blushed a bit.

“OK.”

“But can we be friends? I thought we’d gotten past this already but sometimes I feel like you aren’t with me fully. I’d like us to formally accept each other as friends at least,” I suggested.

Fox sighed, “I’m sorry about that. I really am your fr-fr-friend. I can see you could be worse than you are, and you do seem to be trying. To take someone on as a mage apprentice is actually a big deal and usually takes several months of trials and effort to earn, yet we’ve accepted each other very quickly. We do have a bond and it’s better than you think. It’s just I’m afraid of falling under the influence of some drug or those pheromones. I’ve already been under their influence several times. That’s why I put my guard up. It’s like I can’t stop myself when I’m …uh…you know…*cough*…around you. It …makes my head…k-kinda l-loopy,” she said blushing.

“So by the way, I can summon Asakura right? Since she’s my ghoul?” I asked.

“Yeah, actually you can once we go over the spell. It might take you a few weeks to learn I suppose but that’s no big deal. There’s a short summon where you don’t actually use much magic and you just sort of send her brain a signal that you want her to go to you too. There’s also a summon spell that will pull her through reality close to you instantly. All summoners have this skill open to them to learn, and you do seem to have some summoner traits,” Fox said.

“Like a ‘summon’ and ‘recall summon’ skill?” I said excitedly with wide happy eyes and face.

“That’s right. Not just anyone can be a summoner kid,” Fox said.

I’m not a kid.

“Wow, that’s cool. Can you teach me how to do that?” I couldn’t help it, my hands rubbed together greedily. This was way to freaking awesome. I had to try this right away.

“It will take some time. Actually there’s one more important warning I need to give you Shun. If you don’t get stronger, you will surely die,” she said.

“Come again?”

“Now that a substantial amount of your genetic makeup is becoming a sex demon, it means at some point you may go off in the gate screening enchant system at the entrances to human towns,” she said apologetically.

“What?!” I exclaimed.

“You didn’t know they had that?” she’s curious.

“No. What is it exactly?”

“Well I don’t know if dwarves have them, since they are stronger than humans and can fight off demons easier. But human towns have elaborate magic warding systems put up around their castle and town wall gates that will detect and send off an alarm if demons go through them. That way the guards can capture enemy agents before they are able to do any damage or prevent them from spying and doing pre-invasion intel,” Fox said.

“Hmm that doesn’t sound good Shun,” Sunghee said. She’s got her skirt on but is still topless and leans against me playfully.

“That means we’re in a lot of trouble,” I said.

“You could say it like that, and still be more dramatic and it would still be underscoring the danger you have now,” Fox said robotically.

To think...I will gain a ‘summon’ skill, and a ‘recall summons’ skill through Fox!

And I’m no longer human!

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