My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1624

I glanced over the mural for a third time, trying to make sure that the vague pictures were saying what I thought they were saying. This wasn’t a scene that existed from the moment the champion pulled the light. Rather, this was a scene showing it being buried.

“This… can’t be…” I repeated, still in a state of shock.

“Is it so surprising?” A voice came from behind. “You had to be curious… where you all began.”

I looked back to see Calypso standing there. Throughout this entire trip, she had been like a taunting ghost, knowing something that I didn’t. Even now, she was standing there without anyone holding her chains. In their excitement, the foolish paladins had let her go, and she had wandered over here while they were still checking on Anne.

The image showed this country, accept that there had once been more of it. Aberis was more like the center of the country, and there was much more to the south of the Ost Republic. That was the location of a dungeon, and from that dungeon came the humans.

If the mural was to be believed, the humans came out of the dungeon and slowly started to form their own country, not unlike the demons. When the war began, the Fey used a weapon of mass destruction on the land. They blew up the human lands and sunk them into the sea with a powerful weapon. It showed some kind of meteor, one many times larger than the meteor I summoned. It was a meteor summoned with the efforts of hundreds of Fey, and the target of it was the dungeon of the humans.

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The meteor landed, killing all of the humans and sinking their lands. All that remained were those 7 islands, the Tearfall Islands. That was where the name had come from. It was named after the horrible destruction that was wrought on the land to wipe out the humans. It seemed that after wiping out the white mages, their next step was to wipe out the source of all humans. They tried to purge them from this land.

The Fey had assumed that their mass devastation would finally end the threat of humans, but they hadn’t accounted for one tiny little thing, the rise of faith. The remaining humans turned to religion to protect their feelings of loss and hopelessness. The first churches rose, as did the priests. The priests began to resurrect the people, and soon humanity exploded… but before they had their land, and now all they had was the remains of Faerith.

I had always thought humans were the enemies in this situation. They had selfishly come and kicked the Fey out of their land. This changed everything though. The Fey had attacked first, wiping out the human lands, and so the humans had no choice but to take over the Fey. There were no good guys and no bad guys in war. It was hardly so simple.

“You understand what they are after now? What they dug for all those years ago?”

I gave a slow nod. “The human dungeon lore. They want humanity’s core!”