Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army - Chapter 443: Dance again

The two decided to travel using Dreamscape this time, they needed a universe with the energy of dreams, therefore, they allowed the realm to proceed to the nearest universe with abundant dream energy.

Inside Yunan’s dream city, Yunan, Tasha and Effort were having a luxurious lunch under the ever-watching gaze of the archive master who stood a few steps away in an emptied out restaurants common room.

Two of them tried very hard not to notice the very enthusiastic Mary in a skimpy maid outfit, the girl used every known subtle gesture in the book to show her interest in Yunan.

“So? Is she like in your harem or not? There is definitely a lot of thoughts behind the outfit and the hints” Tasha made this casual remark while stuffing her face, she never thought food tasted so good before, and this food helped her stay longer in the dream city.

“Both yes and no” answered Yunan after sneaking a few peaks under the fluttering skirt of maid Mary, “she is in my harem because I could just bed her whenever I please, and she is not because that has a very low chance of happening with mutual consent, I’d be the unwilling party if it happened”. Yunan took another look before Sighing and shovelling more food into his face.

“What kind of crap are you spouting?” Tasha was not amused “things don’t work that way”. As an avid skirt chaser herself, she didn’t pass the chance to gently harass the maid and helo her flush be more pronounced.

“Well, in Debauchery party, it is always that complicated, for some reason, things are always complicated in Debauchery party, except for three straight forward things; loyalty to a fault, no effort wasted and no effort spared, lastly always love Leader, that is pretty much all that can be simple”. Yunan began to lose interest in the maid and focused again on the conversation.

“But this is your own brain! surely it would not be wrong to make advances, or are you scared of being found out by the original one?” Teasing the boss was not something she could do often so she jumped the chance.

“Very funny, you see, this is my dream city, anything I accept is made here, therefore, there must be a few versions of me who must have bedded this maid, hence the show of affection, as for why I don’t involve myself, it has to do with the nature of this place, if I take it as a reality, it would become so, thanks to the dream divinity, this city will be born in Dreamscape if I acknowledge anything inside to be anything more than my subconscious thought”.

Yunan was more aware of how things worked than he let on, especially how Tasha saw him behave, she always thought he had no idea what was going on, his relaxed attitude made it hard to picture him otherwise.

“You guys all have issues!”, said Tasha between bites, “all the harmony you guys had was just a front. if the things in your dream city mirror reality… sigh … it is too much to wrap my head around, just imagining the brute ugly orc as a cry baby makes my brain hurt, let alone the rest of the guys, your party doesn’t look the type, you just don’t”, Tasha almost frustrated by her own thoughts.

“You two speak too many nonsensical things, the point of us coming here is to get closer to my master, now you made it about a maid”. Effort finally had enough.

“Sounds about right, let’s go dance!” Responded Yunan, then brought the two still feeding with him to a fancy looking villa, there was a ball already happening, and the music had just shifted to the dance portion of the ball.

“Dance? Seriously? You think dancing will help you get along better with your divinity?!”. Both Tasha and Effort were sceptical, how was Yunan even thinking about such things out of nowhere.

“Not outright, more like slowly and painfully. think about it my way, it has to do with rhythm, if we dance, we can make our rhythms closer, each time we make progress we will be able to integrate with each other for longer and communicate better, let me prove it”.

Yunan took a pose and drew Effort by the hand to lead a simple slow dance, Effort followed in a very amateurish way, stepping on toes and moving the wrong limbs, but as the two got used to dancing with each other, things changed.

Unbeknownst to both dancers, Tasha witnessed their hands merge ever so slightly, it was not much, but to her, it was obvious, just before the dance started, those two could barely touch each other, now they were merging!

It didn’t last long though, as both Yunan and Tasha were thrown out of dream city and back to reality, Tasha could believe it if she was the one thrown out, she would be exhausted and wouldn’t know it, she was too engrossed in the dance.

Yunan also being thrown out was too strange, she was about to ask but saw Yunan grinning from ear to ear, so she waited for him to explain.

“That was too taxing, I suppose I still haven’t got enough power and Effort has too little control, well we should plan to solve that”. Yunan was still grinning from ear to ear, he didn’t look too bothered by his pale face and powerless body.

“I admit, you were right, dancing is a good way into initial synchronization between you and Effort, but how did you dry up faster than me and why does Effort require control, isn’t that is your job as a god?”. Tasha was right to ask this question, all gods had perfect control over their divinity, and there is no record of a god with sentient divinity, making the situation all the more incomprehensible.

“I told you before, Effort gives me perfect control, it is his choice, if he someday stopped recognizing me as his master, I would lose all control over the divinity of effort, thankfully, he too is eager to be integrated with me, seems like the divinity dislikes being unconnected to something. As we were dancing, he was pushing himself to reach a minimum of mutual understanding, that was the most consuming part, he was too eagre and I couldn’t just let him force it, these things need time”.

Tasha didn’t seem to get it but still appreciated the explanation, not every day could one be exposed to such things, she decided not to dig too much into it.