Aiden and Fenrir, with his pack, were moving. It had been 2 days since Aiden met Nidhogg, and during that time, he had noticed he had gotten stronger, not just that
But his light became Black, almost like Black Light from Naruto, which made him wonder if he could make a shape with it.
Which e found out he can, now you may be asking where Aiden is going.
Simple, he was going wherever the dungeon gate was too open and leave with his wolves to join Emilia and her gang of rebellion agents Volt.
Fenrir stopped as he spoke. "We are here, master".
Aiden slid off Fenrir's back, his slime body rippling as he stared at the massive gate before them. It was nothing like the dragon's prison — this one radiated divine energy, yet faint traces of malice leaked through its cracks.
Aiden tilted his slime head. "So… this is the way out?"
["Correction: This gate leads to the upper layers of the dungeon. Beyond it lies the sealed chamber of the goddess Radomira".]
Aiden froze. "Wait. Wait. Great Sage. Radomira? As in… the pissed-off goddess whose herb garden I ransacked?"
["Affirmative".]
The wolves all growled uneasily, their fur bristling. Even Fenrir lowered his head, a rare sign of nervousness. "Master, I fear the one behind this gate is no ordinary foe. Her presence alone stirs my instincts."
Aiden sweatdropped — well, metaphorically. "Of course, because I can't just have one dragon in my body, nooo. Now we've gotta deal with Mother Nature with anger issues."
Before he could rethink, the gate groaned, ancient chains rattling. Slowly, it opened, a blinding white light spilling forth. Out stepped a tall woman with impossibly long hair—shifting between shades of purple and magenta hair, her eyes a brilliant emerald burning with wrath.
Radomira.
Her gaze swept the chamber, locking instantly onto Aiden. "You… SLIME."
Aiden raised a tiny slime-hand like a kid caught stealing cookies. "Uh… hi? Look, if this is about the herbs, I can explain—"
Her voice thundered, shaking the ground. "You desecrated my sacred grove, slew the companions who watched over me for centuries… and now you stand here as if innocent!"
Fenrir immediately moved in front of Aiden, his flames igniting purple with lightning. "You will not touch my master!"
Aiden blinked at his loyal wolves, then muttered in his head, "Great Sage, please tell me there's an option here that doesn't involve me getting obliterated in one hit…"
["Possible outcomes: 3. None are idea"l.]
Aiden groaned. "Figures."
Aiden looked at her as he spoke in his mind. "Wow, she looks just like how she does in Kuroinu 2, but yeah, her name being the same as my Girlfriend's, that's a bit of a Problem when I find her reincarnation."
As she pointed at him, she spoke. "Do you know how long it takes for me to grow? Is Herb waiting for my Lover to reincarnate into this world?"
Aiden looked at her a he spoke. "Lady, please, I didn't mean too ok, I am Not Bad Slime Slurp".
Radomira stopped as she blinked. "What did you say?"
Aiden just imagined blinking. Fenrir and his pack moved as Guards. "I am not bad slide slurp".
Radomira blinked, gears moving in her mind. "There is only one person dumb enough to say that, and know does words".
She touched her chest, as Purple light surrounded her and Aiden, as her eyes shoft as happy, as she jumped at him, moving the Wolves away, picking him up and cuddling him. "Aiden, it's you!"
Aiden was stunned as he spoke to the great Sage. "Great Sage, Explain?"
["Affirmative: Host Recall when I said Radomira's soul also reincarnated, but it wasn't human".]
Aiden's slime body squished awkwardly as Radomira pressed him against her chest like a long-lost teddy bear.
"W-Wait, timeout!" Aiden sputtered. "Great Sage, confirm this isn't some weird fever dream!?"
["Affirmative. This entity's soul signature matches that of the individual Radomira from your past life. She has been reborn as the sleeping goddess".]
Aiden's nonexistent jaw dropped. "You mean my girlfriend is the Succubus Goddess of Kuroinu?! That's… that's not a minor detail to skip, Great Sage!"
Radomira didn't let go, her wings fluttering happily. "I waited for centuries… centuries, Aiden! Do you know how many suitors tried to court me? Do you know how many times I nearly gave up hope? And then—" she squished him tighter, "—you show up as a slime!"
Fenrir, still bristling, glanced at the pack. "…Master… I don't know whether to be relieved or horrified."
One of the younger wolves whispered, "If this is a goddess… then does that make Master… a god?"
Aiden, still stuck in Radomira's suffocating embrace, muttered in his head, "If I die smothered in cleavage, at least I'll go out like a legend."
Radomira finally eased her grip, holding him up so she could stare into his gooey form with teary eyes. "It really is you… my Aiden. You came back to me."
Aiden sighed. "Guess this makes me the bad guy for eating your herb garden and monster neighbors, huh?"
Radomira's expression softened, then sharpened. "You'll have to make it up to me later…" she purred, a mischievous grin forming. "But for now—I don't care. You're here, and that's all that matters."
Aiden muttered, "Oh boy… Fenrir, I think I just went from 'Slime Adventurer' to 'Divine Boyfriend Trouble' in under five minutes."
[Correction: 'Divine Boyfriend Trouble' is statistically worse than most dungeon bosses.]
"Thanks, Sage. Real helpful."
After a while, both were resting in Radomira's chambers—the truth finally settled. Aiden now knew the "sleeping goddess" he had disturbed was none other than his Radomira.
He rested comfortably on her lap, his slime body molded like a pillow, while Radomira gently stroked him as if he were still the human boyfriend she remembered. Her chambers were breathtaking—an enormous floating leaf drifting lazily over a shimmering underground lake. Waterfalls spilled down the crystal-lined walls, scattering rainbow light across the cavern, making it feel less like a dungeon and more like a dreamscape.
On the far side, Fenrir lay on the dry rocks, casually chewing on roasted beast meat. Every so often, he'd cast a wary glance at the goddess, as though still unsure if she was going to smite his master or kiss him.
Aiden tilted his head back, staring up at her flawless face. His voice carried disbelief.
"So, let me get this straight. You got so fed up with suitors trying to marry you, you just… locked yourself in this dungeon, had a chat with Nidhogg, and then went to sleep after planting a magic herb garden?"
Radomira chuckled, her crimson eyes glowing with amusement. "Correct. And don't forget—before all of that, I met someone else. The one who guided my reincarnation. He called himself the Dragon of Rebirth. He gave me three boxes and told me to choose one."
Aiden's slime body shifted in shock. "Wait… what?! You too? Same words, different name… but that's exactly what happened to me!"
Her smile softened, warm but mysterious. "I suppose fate decided to weave us back together. Even in different forms, even across lifetimes…" She leaned down, her lips dangerously close to his slime form. "…you still found your way back to me."
Aiden stammered, "H-hey, don't go saying things like that, you'll make me feel like we're the protagonists of some over-the-top romance anime!"
Radomira giggled, her voice carrying both playfulness and allure. "Isn't that what we are? A goddess and her reincarnated lover, reunited in a dungeon after centuries? Mmm… It's so poetic it's almost sinful."
Fenrir groaned from across the cavern. "Master… please, I'm begging you… do not let this turn into something indecent. The pack is watching."
Aiden sighed in his mind. Great Sage, I think I just found out the real danger of this dungeon… my girlfriend turned goddess.
[Correction: Current threat level of 'Radomira's affection' exceeds most apex predators.]
"…Yeah. I figured."
Radomira tilted her head, amused. "Talking to your little voice again? Hmph. No matter. You'll tell me everything soon enough." She poked his gooey body gently. "But for now… rest. You've come back to me, and I don't plan on letting you out of my sight again."
Aiden groaned softly, knowing she meant it. "Oh boy… guess the rebellion and Volt are gonna have to wait."
Radomira smirked. "Rebellion? Hmph. Let them wait. You're mine first."
After a few minutes of quiet conversation, the atmosphere of the chamber shifted slightly. The soft glow of the crystals dimmed and brightened in a steady rhythm, almost like a heartbeat. The waterfall's gentle crash echoed like a low drum.
Radomira's smile faded into a thoughtful frown as she traced her fingers over the water's surface, making ripples. "So…" she finally said, her voice soft but steady, "you only reincarnated recently, after meeting Truth."
Aiden leaned back against her lap, the weight of her words pressing on him. He let out a long sigh, the kind that carried both memories and confusion. "Yeah. I met Truth… and then he reincarnated me." He hesitated for a moment, glancing at her glowing hair and serene expression. "But, um—quick question. How are you so sure that I'm your Aiden? You talk like you already know me, like there's no doubt."
Radomira's frown melted into a slow, confident smirk. She rested a hand over her heart. The chamber's light pulsed pink, and at that moment, both of them glowed softly in unison—two intertwined auras spiraling around one another. "Simple," she said, her voice taking on an almost melodic echo, "it's because of my own Skill… Lover's Bind."
Aiden blinked as the warmth spread from her hand to his chest, a strange familiarity blooming inside him like a memory he couldn't quite reach. The glow around them intensified for a heartbeat, casting dancing reflections of pink across the water and crystals.
Radomira tilted her head and smiled faintly. "No matter the world, no matter the form, my soul recognizes its partner. The Bind does not lie."
Fenrir, still gnawing at a bone in the distance, stopped mid-bite and gave them both a deadpan stare. "...Is this some kind of cosmic soap opera moment? Because I'm really not prepared for this."
Aiden rubbed the back of his neck, looking embarrassed but also strangely comforted. "I… guess that explains the weird déjà vu."
Radomira giggled softly, her laughter like water over chimes. "You'll understand more in time, Aiden. The Bind reveals truths gradually." She traced a small glowing sigil in the air, which lingered like pink fireflies. "And besides…" her eyes narrowed playfully, "you're already far stronger than the last time I saw you. Truth wouldn't waste his effort on someone unworthy."
Aiden's expression softened. "Then I guess this is where things start getting complicated, huh?"
Radomira leaned closer, her glow brushing against his. "Complicated? My dear Aiden… we're only at the opening act."
Fenrir groaned audibly. "Great. Act two is going to be wild, isn't it?"
Aiden looked up at Radomira, his expression hesitant but hopeful. "So… will you… be helping me?"
Radomira tilted her head, her smirk widening with that same confident ease. The crystals behind her caught the light, framing her like some divine painting. "Helping you bring justice to this world? Kill Volt? And then join the rebellion you told me about?" She gave a small laugh, flicking her hair back. "Of course. Who do you think I am?"
Her voice sharpened with playful sarcasm as she leaned closer, poking Aiden's chest with one finger. "I'm a girl who was born in the 21st century, not some wide-eyed extra written for this… what did you call it? Oh, right—this hentai world."
Aiden blinked, then let out a half-snort, half-laugh. "You're… way too self-aware, you know that?"
Radomira only grinned wider, her eyes glinting. "Self-awareness is the one cheat no God, Dragon, or cosmic entity can nerf. Might as well use it."
From the dry patch of land, Fenrir lifted his head mid-chew, narrowing his eyes. "Master, I don't know what a 'hentai world' is, but I already don't like it."
Radomira chuckled, crossing her arms. "Don't worry, wolfy. If things go the way I think, you'll be too busy chewing on Volt's bones to care."
Radomira stretched, wings fluttering lazily as she gave Aiden a soft smile. "Anyway, go to sleep. We'll leave the dungeon tomorrow."
Aiden gave a mental sigh and imagined his eyes closing. He felt Radomira's warmth as she hugged him close, almost like a pillow she refused to let go of. Fenrir curled up nearby, his pack nestled around him, and soon the chamber fell into a peaceful slumber.
The next morning, a sharp squeal echoed across the chamber.
Aiden stirred awake. "Huh… what was—"
Before he could finish, Radomira landed next to him with a grin, holding three eggs glowing faintly with mana. "Aiden, look! The eggs are hatching!"
Aiden blinked, staring at the eggs. "…Wait, aren't those from the monsters I—oh boy…" He groaned internally. Great. First wolves, now… daycare duty.
Fenrir padded over, tilting his head. "More… family?"
The eggs began to crack one by one. From the first shell slithered out a tiny Black Serpent, its scales gleaming like polished obsidian. From the second, a Black Spider, legs spindly but eyes already glowing with eerie light.
Finally, the third egg broke open with a sharp crack. Out stumbled a giant bat pup—except its fur shimmered a deep purple instead of black, and faint draconic aura rolled off its tiny body. Its little wings twitched, and when it squeaked, sparks of mana rippled in the air.
Aiden's jaw dropped. "That… is not a normal bat."
Radomira's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Looks like you got yourself a rare one. A mutation, maybe even a hybrid. Lucky you."
Fenrir sniffed at the bat, ears twitching. "…Master, why does it smell like trouble?"
Aiden rubbed his nonexistent temples. "Because, Fenrir… it probably is trouble."
The bat squeaked loudly, puffing out its tiny chest like it was declaring war.
Radomira laughed. "Oh, I like this one already."
The three newborns blinked up at the group, squeaking and hissing in their baby monster way.
Radomira clasped her hands together, eyes sparkling. "Aren't they adorable? We should name them!"
Aiden deadpanned. "Name them? Radomira, they're literally the reincarnations of things that tried to eat me yesterday."
The Black Serpent hissed and coiled around his slime arm like it had just claimed him.
The Spider crawled onto Fenrir's head, chirping like it owned the place.
And the purple Bat puffed out its chest again, releasing a squeak so dramatic it actually echoed in the chamber.
Fenrir stared up at the spider on his head, utterly unfazed. "Master… I think they like us."
Radomira giggled. "See? Even Fenrir approves. That's two votes against one, Aiden. Democracy wins."
Aiden groaned. "Democracy? This is a soap opera, not a parliament."
Fenrir tilted his head. "Soap… opera? Master, is that another one of those things from your world, like… henta—"
"STOP. Don't finish that sentence." Aiden interrupted quickly, glaring. "One cultural trauma at a time."
Radomira burst out laughing, hugging her stomach. "Oh gods, I see you've been teaching him things selectively."
Aiden muttered. "Selective education is a survival skill."
The three baby monsters squeaked again, almost in unison, as if agreeing with Radomira.
Finally, Aiden gave up. "…Fine. But you're naming them, not me."
Radomira's eyes lit up. "Gladly! Let's see… Serpy, Spindy, and…" She looked at the purple bat, who squeaked like a wannabe dragon overlord. "…Dracobat!"
Aiden covered his nonexistent face with his slime hand. "Oh my god… she's serious."
Fenrir wagged his tail. "I like Dracobat."
Radomira proudly held up the bat like it was Simba from The Lion King. "Welcome to the family, little ones!"
Aiden groaned. "I didn't sign up for this sitcom…"
Aiden sighed, raising a slime hand in mock surrender.
"I am not calling them Serpy, Spindy, and Dracobat. Radomira, names in this world grant monsters powers. It's literally Tensura 101. Great Sage explained it to me."
Radomira puffed out her cheeks. "So? Cute names also have power—the power of love!"
Fenrir, chewing on a leftover bone, tilted his head. "Master, is… 'Dracobat' truly that dangerous of a name?"
"Yes. Emotionally dangerous," Aiden muttered, then turned to the newborns.
He pointed at the snake, which coiled obediently. "You—Jörmungandr."
The serpent glowed faintly, its scales taking on a darker sheen.
Next, his gaze shifted to the spider now dangling upside down from Radomira's hair. "You—Anansi."
The spider pulsed with magicules, threads of shimmering silk trailing from its legs.
Finally, he looked at the purple bat, who stared back at him with almost comical seriousness. "…And you, Noivern."
The bat screeched dramatically, wings flaring as its aura thickened, like it had just been crowned king of the sky.
The air filled with a rush of magicules as the three creatures absorbed their new identities, their forms stabilizing and powers rising.
Radomira's jaw dropped. "Wait—wait—hold up! You just overwrote my names?!"
Aiden crossed his arms. "Consider it… parental veto."
Radomira pouted hard, hugging the little spider protectively. "But Spindy was so cute!"
Fenrir wagged his tail. "I like the new names, Master. They sound… legendary."
The three hatchlings chirped and squeaked proudly, as if acknowledging their new destinies.
Radomira slumped, defeated, but then smirked. "Fine, you win this time. But I'm still calling Noivern Dracobat in private."
Aiden groaned, putting a hand to his face. "Please don't."
Fenrir tilted his head. "Master, what is a 'sitcom'? Because this is starting to feel like one."
Aiden just sighed. "…Don't worry about it, buddy."
Radomira sighed, puffing out her cheeks like an upset princess as she folded her arms—still clutching Anansi to her chest like a plush toy.
"I liked their old names…" she muttered, glaring at Aiden as though he had just committed a cosmic crime.
Aiden, feeling the weight of the pout, sagged in defeat. He shifted his slime body closer to her, giving the equivalent of a resigned sigh.
"Fine," he said at last. "We'll keep Serpy, Spindy, and Dracobat… as their last names."
Radomira blinked. Her pout cracked into a grin faster than Fenrir demolishing a steak. "Wait—you mean like… Jörmungandr Serpy? Anansi Spindy? Noivern Dracobat?"
Aiden deadpanned. "Yeah. Basically, legendary first names with… your 'cutesy touch.' Happy now?"
She beamed, holding Spindy up high like she'd won an argument in a courtroom. "Perfect! They get power and personality. Truly, I'm a genius."
Fenrir tilted his head, amused. "So they now have noble names? Like wolves of great packs?"
Aiden groaned. "No, Fenrir, like a sitcom family from Earth…"
The three baby monsters squeaked and chirped proudly, as though already accepting their weird dual identities. Noivern Dracobat even flapped its wings like it was announcing its new royal title.
Radomira hugged Aiden tightly, smug as ever. "See? Teamwork."
Aiden just muttered under his breath. "…More like emotional blackmail."
Fenrir wagged his tail. "Master, what is a sitcom? You keep saying that word."
Aiden sighed again. "Ask me when we're not raising three future disasters."
To be continued
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