My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“I’m sorry I never told you,” Garnet looked slightly awkward. “It was Mary who had found me… who had freed me from that dungeon. After that, I started to look for fragments of myself. You see, I’m not like Salicia, whose entire soul was converted to karmic. I’m also not like Elaya, who formed from memory and grew powerful on her own. My soul was shattered and the pieces were scattered.

“I wanted to put my soul back together. I wanted to regain my lost memories. So, I hunted down any rumor of dwarves. That’s why I was in that miner’s town so long ago. Orichalcum is the ore of the Deep. I thought that if Widow’s Dungeon possessed some, then I might be able to reunite with the lore and regain some of my lost memories. It’s also one of the reasons I wanted to come to the Deep. I hoped to find the last remnants of my past. It seems that Master found them for me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

She winced. “I never really had the opportunity. We were only acquaintances at first. It wasn’t until we met in Twilight dungeon that I started to realize how you felt. I don’t know if you remember, but what you said back then really affected me. You didn’t care whether someone was karmic or not. That made me happy. Of course, I also had my doubts. Your soul had similarly been shattered, and I wasn’t certain that you were truly you.

“Of course, there was Salicia and Elaya, but I was still afraid. At that point, I had already made up a story, and I didn’t want to reveal to you the truth and risk changing things. I realized before I could be open to Master, I needed to understand myself. However, seeing you know crying over just a piece of me, makes me feel a bit happy. It makes me realize that it doesn’t matter who I am. Master would have accepted me anyway.”

“G-garnet.” I finally stood up, turning to her.

She smiled up at me, and that smile looked so much like that little girl’s smile, that it caused my heart to skip a beat.

“Every time I found a piece of my missing lore, I changed my name. I didn’t make it up about dwarves changing names! Technically, we get a name at birth and then a new name on our naming day as an adult. I just decided that every time I merge with another piece of my soul, I become someone different and need a new name. I found a small piece of my lore in Twilight, which was why I renamed myself, Garnet. Although I ended up losing this piece of myself, I think it has changed me anyway. Did she have a name?”

“I called Sapphire.”

She nodded. “Then, Sapphire will be my name from now on. Master, can you make me yours once again? Mmm!”

I leaned down, and kissed her on the lips, using Enslave to reform the bond between us. When I pulled away, she was blushing nervously.

“Haven’t you been teasing me since we met?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, but when you do it so suddenly… I wasn’t ready.” She responded, pouting cutely.

“Deek! What the hell do you think you’re doing with my daughter?” A voice bellowed out.

King Diorite had chosen this moment of all moments to appear. Just my luck.