Goddess Wives x Eternal Dungeon

"Rai!" The shout of Lumia entered my ears.

Her bow began glowing as she shot more than six arrows to support me against the huge orge that slammed my body against the rock ground, cracking it into a spider's web.

I forcefully lifted myself while dodging and avoiding the fists, stomps and elbow thrusts chasing me all over the place, destroying the environment.

"Argh!!"

The monstrous green hand had finally gripped my body once more. His thumb was pressed against my neck, choking me hard, letting go of the blood and saliva flowing out of my mouth.

With his knee, he kept slamming my abdomen. He even forced me to vomit the same disgusting bile that burnt my throat and blood like before, intensifying the sensation of my imminent death.

I prayed that the paralysis magic would hurt and wear off, damn the goblin shaman's magic was nothing compared to the past.

When we started the fight, it used a strange spell that removed my werewolf form...

Then, I was greeted by an ogre's fist, and from here, I was on the back foot.

Despite Lumia's efforts and support, the stupid Shaman kept shielding himself with an artefact, keeping me a considerable amount of mana, which was slowly regenerating.

But I couldn't waste mana because my regeneration was not fast enough... due to the curses placed by the strange goblin shaman.

"This doesn't make sense; why is he so powerful!" Lumia cried out before knocking another arrow and shooting it at the ogre, desperately trying to buy some time for me.

My paralysis faded enough to move well!

I forced myself to remove the big green hand with my claws as the impact and the violence increased and escalated, shaking the earth as much as my arms wrapped George's waist and slammed him to the ground before slipping over him to mount the bastard.

"Agra!"

The big, green goblin roared angrily before his headbutt caused a ringing sensation on my skull and nose, so much so that I feared he might have broken them.

I ignored the hot red liquid that ran down my nose while I bit his chest, sinking my fangs deep into its flesh, tearing away the thick hide-like skin before my fists began to smash down onto him with heavy thuds.

Unlike when he did the same to me, I could endure such blows more easily. My instinct allowed me to recognise them and move away, swaying to the side. I used the momentum to drive my elbow against his flat nose, crushing the bone as blood spewed from the damaged area.

"Tsk!!"

With a snap, I forcefully pressed down its body until my hands locked around the ogre's thick neck, feeling the bulging muscles and veins press against my hands as I mounted his stomach.

"Aargh-"

He flailed the arms to no avail before I felt a momentary glance of victory as his eyes became dim.

My sight was red. My sense of hearing was dull as everything turned into a monotonous hiss, and my consciousness only registered the need to kill this monster before me.

That red shadow continued to cover my vision to the extent that I no longer recognised the events occurring, the buzz of the system, confirmation of our kills...

It didn't even register as my body continued to strangle the ogre's dead neck, even after it snapped long ago, tearing the flesh and organs from its body with my claws in an uncontrolled rage.

All I could register was the result.

Lumia sat beside the pile of dead monsters, a bright smile on her lips as she carefully fixed her hair and breathed deeply to control her mana flow. She was tired, after all.

As for me, my body didn't stop.

Blood. Flesh. Bones. Everything... it was the same.

They became parts and chunks, and I devoured them...

The last thing I remembered was dragging myself over to her, feeling the effects of the Shaman's curse and magic fade, falling into her warm embrace as she stroked my blonde hair.

"Good job," was the last thing I remembered before I passed out, drained of almost every drop of Vitality.

***

After that, time passed like a blur...

I was sitting on the sofa with a towel around my wet hair, leaning back against the comfy backrest alone with the television showing the news, something about a hidden tomb found in the northwest.

"Haa..."

My hand was holding my phone with the banking application open, and I felt this should be a great moment for me, but it was just...

Empty.

[Current Balance: $536,650]

Although there was still quite a way off paying the total debt, it didn't feel real to me—this huge amount of money that I could only dream of a week ago now was so easily attained by selling a few items in the dungeon.

It felt too fake, too good to be true.

"I wonder if she's tired."

Lumia insisted on selling the item gained from the Twentieth-floor boss, probably because she knew my situation too. After that, we spent a few hours in the hotel room because Flora wanted to party up with her next time, and we wouldn't be able to have such wild fun unless we sneaked around.

I overdid it, and she was forced to return with legs like jelly.

The only reason was my shame for being reduced to such a weak state.

So I sat with the system screen for attributes open for the longest time—brute strength wasn't enough, and a balanced build wasn't enough.

My eyes browsed the bonus attributes accumulated and decided to change how I approached myself and the dungeon.

Survival was more important than anything else.

"Let's Make sure nothing bad happens again."

[User: 513225769]

[Status: Wants to improve and learn]

[Current Location: Saol, Great-Life Apartments, xxx-xxx]

[Safe Zone: Saol, Great-Life Apartments, xxx-xxx]

[Name: Rai Shibuya]

Race: Human/Primal Werewolf

Sex: Male

Guild: Lexion Knights

Location: 32nd Island Pamil 8th District (Noble-Area) Medium Size

Class: Champion of Lupera

Title: He Who Molested The Goddess! [Charm +10  Luck +2  Good Fate -10], Wolf Mothers Chosen [+ Wolf Fist Damage], Wolf Mother's Mate [Good Fate -50,  Bad Fate +30 Charm +5 VIT+5], Prince of the Halflings [Charm +2, Good Fate +20, Luck +5]

Eternal Rank: Bronze 2

Eternia Rank: 121,205th

Level: 26

HP: 210/210 MP: 112/112

[Attribute Points: 0

STR: 52

DEX: 50 (+5)

VIT: 105

INT: 52

MAG: 52

Charm: 25 (Temporarily Locked) (The Goddess would let you taste her

lips.)

Luck: 15 (Cannot be increased with Points) ]

[Current Wealth]

$536,650

Gold: 2,476

***

Because of the close dance with death, my choices were less towards damage. I had saved all the points from the start of our Forty-nine hours of grinding.

I chose to increase my VIT to the highest because this decreased physical damage, increased my life force and helped me resist disease, illnesses and injuries.

Before, my Intellect was only in the thirties, allowing the Shamann with forty INT to cast curses on me easily.

So I raised that to fifty, allowing my magic damage, mana and resistance to increase.

[Danger a high amount of attributes added at once.]

[Warning of intense pain as the body is adjusted!]

[Danger of death!]

"Hmmm?"

Before I could adjust, my body began to convulse, and I fell. My bones cracked, and my muscles shifted as they lengthened, fattened, and regenerated.

My ears rang loudly like someone pressing a foghorn beside my face repeatedly. The longer it continued, a headache thundered into life, growing and expanding over time as my very being was shifted around like wet clay.

Every second passed in slow motion as my arms and legs began to twitch and convulse.

I was assaulted by an intense muscle pain, forced to endure the pain as if they had been battered and tenderised by a metal hammer.

But through the haze, something awoke inside of me, something small and shy. It was an organ of some sort that I never realised existed. However, my instincts protested at the changes my mind was forcing onto me.

I realised they might have been suppressed the whole time, preventing them from crying out in distress.

Still, I did not stop.

The next evolution would allow me to stand against a high-level opponent rather than being left behind.

The convulsions in my legs moved towards my lower back.

Next, the bones of my torso cracked and broke apart. The pain was so great I began to pant like a mad animal. But my will was made from the most stubborn wood in the jungle, refusing to relent.

When they finally ended, the mental message informing me I'd changed only caused me to cry out, a soft wheeze. But when I looked at myself, there was no huge change, although my eyes became more fierce, and my face carried a natural sense of wild, feral charm.

My member returned to a more human shape but was thicker to compensate for losing that wolf-like shape—honestly relieved as I felt more human than before.

Finally, I found my muscles relaxed, and I sat down and held a hand to my chest, feeling my pulse and heart beating...

There were two slow, powerful and calm hearts beating in tandem.

One controlled my blood, circulating it rapidly and smoothly with a single powerful beat. My huge Vitality seemed to have improved my physical health and blood circulation too...

The other heart was different... It didn't circulate blood, but mana!

I could feel the smooth transition of mana in my body, filling my muscles, bones, organs and flesh constantly alongside my blood, creating a much more efficient and fast cycle.

"But this is not normal..."

[Affirmative, User: 513225769 has been upgraded to a Class SSS+ classified secret]

[Access granted to view data: The God of Chaos]

"Hmm? Does that mean that the god of chaos or whatever is the only one who can see the changes in my body? Or use the system to spy on me?"

[Affirmative]

"Then why can I view it?"

[...]

Silence greeted me, so I began to make a theory. Maybe it's because it's my own body...

I wanted such a simple idea to be true.

After all, the other thought that briefly flipped through my improved brain didn't make me feel comfortable and screamed of being a pain in the ass.