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Thank you for your views these past few months and sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter. Honestly chapters are going to take awhile to make and I might even not be able to finish this fanfiction in my lifetime. Well it's been fun writing this kind of story so no need to give in to those negative feelings in my heart. Have a nice day amazing readers.

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Razi did everything he could to ensure Teresa and Lye would be swallowed with him in the fish's mouth. They screamed like banshee's attempting to shatter an iceberg they were trapped in ending his respite when the mouth cast a shadow over them.

Now they were flung through the fish at a trajectory of a cannonball, Lye using her claws to try to dig into the tongue thinking it was made of flesh only for her claws to deflect off the metal that was this fish's organ. Teresa couldn't do anything while Razi had her hugged tightly in a grip-lock.

Razi was a little surprised her robotic body felt as warm as it did. He heard how when the day starts a blacksmith's tools were cold as ice but once they started working their equipment started to feel warm and comfortable. But Teresa wasn't a tool that he could hold that would eventually get warm; she was an automaton he was using to have his revenge.

The fish flipped over swimming through a stream none of them could see and as it did so they were no longer flying through its inner body.

Razi let go of Teresa. For a robot she made a lot of noise to show how enraged she was with the lack of information he gave her.

"W4at is y0ur p3an no2? Ar3 w9 s6pp5se t2 b9 tra44ed in he8e unt7l w3-o6 ra4her y0u-sta8ve or wo7se l0se all y0ur ai8?"

Razi's attention wavered from her lens to Lye hunched over and her fur vibrating all over. She felt great discomfort being in a place like this. Razi felt a little guilty about putting her in here knowing how ferocious she was upon first meeting her, but there was no other way to find the treasure or the egress point.

"I answered the riddle and this happened; either this is the way to move onto the next stage of this dungeon or I got it wrong and we are on our way to our death(s). Either way I suggest you keep quiet and save your breath."

Teresa didn't put up more of a fight after what he said; maybe if she was human she would yell at him the same way his mother used to yell at his father when he bought a dog while they had a chicken coup.

Razi laid down sprawled on the cold, moist ground trying to drift off into a deep sleep.

He dreamed he was back inside his parents' home playing with his wooden horse near a chair. In this dream he was a toddler and he didn't know why, but in this dream he was a cuter guy with curly brown hair and white suspenders with yellow shirts and blue shorts than he remembered. Every since he was a kid he liked to lean against things and stand on his feet. He remembered he liked doing that because he was afraid of getting germs or water on his rump, and whatever he was leaning against felt really warm and comfy.

This dream was not just about him playing with his horse moving on the back of a chair-the door opened with a loud bang.

Little him was so startled he nearly jumped out of his suspenders. It was his parents. They rushed in hunched over with their hands on a small persons' back. His father closed the door behind them then rushed to the window to close the curtains.

Razi remembered this moment—remembered how sweaty his palms were and how nervous he was for this information—but he remembered being as tall and old as he was now when it happened. What he saw was his parents with a wet and cold boy held by the wrists by one of their arms.

Razi could see the fear in this boy's eyes as the pupil's dilated and his legs shivered. But one look into his parents eyes and his worriment for this boy dissipated; his parents would never do anything to hurt him.

"Razi, this here is Mishige. He'll be living with us for awhile until we can find a way to get him away from his parents."

They let go of his wrists and let him walk on his own two legs this time. He looked at Razi before reaching his arms out in a hugging gesture. Razi remembered kneeling down for this but in this dream he could just walk towards him because he was the same stature as Mishige in this dream.

It was after the embrace his dream started to move as if it was in a flurry. It went through the moments they went berry picking, Razi teaching Mishige how to use an axe to hew down a shrub blocking the path to their front door, lying down on a field of grass and pointing at the clouds seeing all kinds of whimsical shapes and sizes and of course having dinner at their big table with enough food to make a king envious.

Those times they had together were perfect...if only he could relive them much longer than what his memory allowed him.

He remembered that fateful day walking around the field of corn and other yellow flowers trying to find some quietness from his parents yammering to people visiting their house. They talked louder than they intend to whenever they have company, and he was known to always yell when he had to hear too much noise.

After walking around the crops he decided to check-in the farm shed his father liked to put his new equipment in. He opened the door and was met with many bugs grotesque bugs with green skin and triple stinger appendages sticking from their rears.

Razi nonchalantly closed the door on the bugs. Didn't squish them but he managed to get away from them before they could do some serious damage to him.

This was the worst moment in his day before it happened...the moment that would scar him for the rest of his life.

He heard a loud sound reverberating from inside the house by the man with the black eyepatch. He remembered rushing to the house, peeking through the window to see the walls sputtered with blood, and he saw the bodies of men he's only known to be hard working and sweet.

He opened the door and rushed to the last place his mother was. Nothing left to say, she was dead and Mishige was taken away by him, a one eyed wolf in black clothing with ghostly white hair. The first moment he saw him he quivered.

But once he was gone and all that was around him was the bloodied body of his mother on the floor.

" R2zi...R2zi." His eyes darted to the ceiling. There was someone speaking to him but he couldn't see where. " R3zi w8ke up!"

He opened his eyes and just like that he went from feeling like a young boy again to being a cynical teenager trapped in a robot fish's body with a staring down at him.

He heard Lye making a strange purring sound not too far from where he laid. He raised his head and saw her scratching her back against an object too pitch black for him to see but he could guess it was a wall of some kind. His eyes flitted back to Teresa who had some explaining to do.

"(numbers) Y0u w5re rig6t. T8e f3sh ke7t swi33ing a5d swi33ing u6til e9en2ually it br0ught us h4re. I do8't kn1w whe8e we a1e b8t it's s7fe t2 ass8me t6ere's a m0nster lu3king so3ewh8re he5e a3d it mi9ht be a gi3nt cl6e t2 wh8t tr3a6ures a1e hi44en a3ay her6."

Razi looked at her unsure of what to say. His muscles just didn't want to move while he was still on the floor. It took the sight of purple flames brimming on a brazier on a pedestal for him to finally get his legs up and moving. When he took one step out, Lye fixated on him and not the wall she used to scratch her back, a part of the floor sank into the ground with more purple flames lighting up.

"I didn't do that." Razi said with a lack of emotion in his voice.

Now they could see the stairs were very small, just twenty steps and they could be in a large area with the ceiling looking like a concave but plugged up by a large gray ball. To Razi all of this was more bizarre than it was fascinating; even if it looked more decorative and had fairies flying around singing songs about joy and laughter he wouldn't be impressed with his mind on a singular objective:

Guess what that is with just a fleeting thought in your head.

He could circle his eyes around the room and see everything without anything out of the ordinary-just a marble room with a big ball trapped in a hole and a punch of candlesticks the size of spears standing in a circle.

But as he walked closer into the room something strange happened: the walls flipped around. He could now see something that made him even with his monstrous powers and ingenuity start to shiver.

It's face looked like the skull of a cow standing eight feet tall with skin meshed purple and pink with a few swirls of red near its underarm. It had three green eyes with red irises glowering rays of light just from its glimpse and had sharp claws that would make Lye jealous. What made it stand out from the rest of the monsters they've encountered was the position it was in now: a sticky adhesive was congealed around its arms keeping it trapped to the wall.

Razi was so busy staring at the monster he didn't notice Lye adjacent on his left side while Teresa helped sandwich him in between them on his right. Lye acted on her feral nature hissing and showing off her claws in case it attempted to move while Teresa extended her arm way back from where she stood to the water to deliver a very strong punch. And Razi was also someone who would act fast cutting a monstrosity to ribbons if given a chance, there was something about this monster that didn't bring out that bloodiness.

"Going into a dungeon to face me? If I asked you if you've ever been to a guild to slay monsters you would say 'couldn't; they didn't have any monsters there for me to slay'. Well, how would you like to kill me? Would you like to flay me with the sharp end of your axe or would you like to have your backup stick her claws in my chin or have your automaton friend hit me so hard my head just might fall off-and no I'm not just guessing what I think you might be thinking I actually can read your mind."

Razi was taken aback by how this monster could speak to him telepathically and how it seemed to have some semblance of the kind of jokes his father used to make around him and his mother.

Speaking to a creature that could read his mind would just be a waste of breath. Instead he touched the hands of his two female companions so they would get the gist not to harm him. Lye growled while Teresa didn't flinch since she was a robot who couldn't feel his arms.

"If you think killing me will help give you the blessing of this dungeon your very much mistaken. I am the guardian of this dungeon and I do control the blessing bestowed on one soldier who follows the road of a hero's journey, but I can't give it to someone like you. Revenge will never stop; I like the outside world enough to not see it be destroyed."