As I wake up, I was greeted by the same cave's roof. But this time it was brighter. Like I had night vision. But that was not all, It is not thumping, my heart was not thumping. I try my best to feel my heartbeat, but I didn't feel any. "It means I have becom-"
"BECOME AN UNDEAD? WAS IT NOT THE DEAL YOU ACCEPTED?", a voice in my ear, responded to my thoughts. Probably its HYM. In any case, I ignored him and checked my state. My familiar covered the whole top right portion of my body. But I took the notice of the obvious. "Why does my arm look so... You know, not so like an arm?" I ask HYM. As soon as I say these words, my familiar takes shapes as a hand. It is clearly in no way an exact replica of my hand which I had lost, but it was something. It gave my a jolt as it was unexpected.
"I GUESS YOU FOUND HOW TO CONTROL YOUR FAMILIAR. OR... YOUR BODY. THAT FAMILIAR IS NO MORE. IT HAS NO MIND OF ITS OWN. I HAVE INTEGRATED BOTH YOUR MIND, KEEPING YOUR ONE AS THE ADMINISTRATOR. IF YOU BOTH HAVE CONFLICTING CHOICES, YOUR CHOICE WILL BE TAKEN AS THE PRIORITY." HYM explained.
He continued,"FROM NOW ON YOU CAN GET A WEAPON OF YOUR CHOICE AS YOUR FAMILIAR CAN TAKE SHAPE OF ANYTHING AS LONG AS YOU KNOW OF THE EXISTENCE OF THE WEAPON. YOU MIGHT HAVE THOUGHT WHY YOUR ARM IS NOT 'PERFECTLY HUMAN'. THAT IS BECAUSE IN MY LIBRARY, THERE WERE NO REAL IMAGES OF YOUR ARM. SO I CREATED ONE USING MY CREATIVE CAPABILITIES. BUT IF YOU SAY <<ACCEPT>> I CAN IMPROVE THE TEXTURE BY MIRRORING YOUR LEFT ARM. YOU CAN ALSO <<DENY>> THIS REQUEST."
"<<ACCEPT>>" I say. My arm which was my familiar started wiggling then suddenly stopped; shaping a hand. This time with the same texture as my left arm. This time I did not show surprise. "HYM. What should we do now? How do we get out of here?" I ask firmly.
"HMM... I LIKE YOUR HIGH ENTHUSIASM, BUT THE DIFFICULTY LEVEL OF YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN RAISED HIGHER. RIGHT NOW WE ARE IN A DUNGEON. A LIVE DUNGEON. THIS DUNGEON IS A QUITE LITERALLY A MONSTER. OTHER SMALLER MONSTERS SEEK SHELTER IN THEM TO SURVIVE FROM PREDATORS OR JUST BECAUSE THE DUNGEONS CATER THEM BETTER THAN THE OUTSIDE WORLD, AND IN RETURN WHEN THEY DIE THEIR CORPSES ARE CONSUMED BY THE DUNGEON FOR ITS OWN NOURISHMENT. RIGHT NOW AFTER SURVEYING FOR A GOOD 20 HOURS I FIGURE WE ARE NOW AT FLOOR 74. AND OUR DESTINATION IS FLOOR 0 WHICH IS ABOVE THE GROUND LEVEL AND IS LITERALLY THE GROUND FLOOR... OR WE COULD TAKE A DIFFICULT SHORTCUT WHICH IS GOING TO FLOOR 50 KILLING THE DUNGEON MASTER AND ACQUIRING THE DUNGEON AUTHORITY TO TELEPORT TO FLOOR 0. WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE, MY HOST? EASY WAY OUT OR THE HARD WAY UP."
"Which else? THE HARD WAY UP!" I continue, "Was I cool when I said that?"
"YOU JUST RUINED THAT AURA WITH THAT LINE."