Chrysalis

I can feel it. I’m not sure exactly how, or why, but I can feel it. Far, far below where I stand, something has shifted. I feel as though I’m standing in a rail tunnel and somewhere out in front, the very first rumblings of the train coming my way can be felt.

My antennae tingle at the intensity of it. It’s like a rush of blood to the head. I can practically smell the rush of mana building far below.

[Ever lived through a wave, Mr Odin?] I ask my new demon friend.

We’ve made our way to the border city where Sarah lives. I thought it would be useful to introduce him to another human survivor like himself, other than me of course. He seems to be someone who’s struggled a fair bit in his time on Pangera, so he might get something from a meeting with Sarah, who similarly struggled.

I’ve been doing great here, so I can’t really empathise as well as I’d like to.

Trying to teach Odin what he needs to know is a draining process. There’s just so much that he doesn’t know, and a great deal that I don’t know either. Which are the greatest human kingdoms? Why would I know that? Why would I want to know that?

I can say which is the greatest ant kingdom in the Dungeon! Why bother with anything other than that?

[A wave?] he replies, acting cagey.

He’s always acting cagey.

[Think of it as a period of intense monster spawning. The mana level rises throughout the entire Dungeon, which results in all spawns going absolutely nuts. The number of monsters being created every hour goes up by about a hundred fold. It’s quite intense.]

The demon blinks. He has eyelids, dammit. I wish I could blink.

[That sounds… dangerous,] he says, narrowing his eyes.

I can’t do that either!

[Of course it’s dangerous. Things are going to get wild. What’s worse is that monsters from deeper in the Dungeon are able to climb up, since the mana level can sustain them.]

[When is this going to begin?] Odin asks, and I can already tell he’s planning how to profit from the situation. His brain is like a mess of gears, always turning, hunting for advantage, no matter what gets fed into them. The more serious the situation I describe, the faster the gears turn.

of life has this guy

a much harder life than I did, I can cut him some slack. I feel the

[Couple of hours?]

[What?!]

mind like never before and I give him a friendly slap on the back with an antenna to help

it alone out there would be a nightmare, but here, me and

a little

you say “family”… what do you

I’m confused.

us are born from the same mother. If not, then we’re

was thinking about a different type of

him any questions about it, he has a far off look in his eye and I swear I can hear offers that cannot be refused being made. I’ll

There she is!

How’s things going,

trots over to us

call me that,] she complains. [I don’t

got carried away. I came over to introduce you to another human monster I

a nudge, but he doesn’t introduce himself. He’s too busy staring up

going to say your

you the most perfect killing machine the world

You what, mate?

taken aback, blinking slowly as

a leg around his shoulder and pull

hasn’t been here long, still a bit