Ch. 37 Tower of Harem
My long journey through I move through the ghost town again avoiding the chain clanking sound with a sense of nostalgia for such a short time ago... As I head towards the deep yang distract whilst reading the guide book... Eventually I find the tower I'm looking for... It's not really labeled on the map so I assume no one knows it's full of women or ghost women? Idk by now they are probably all dead... If the ghosts in the deep yang district knew of a tower of ghost women they'd be flooding in to claim a bride... Unlike the yin distract these women would be fresh ghosts... So the men could teach them the ways of the ghost... Basically abusing children's ignorance... As I neared the tower I avoided the skeleton guards when possible and eventually found myself before a thick metal gate on a narrow passage above a moat of from the gas rising I'd say acid... Ok... so either this is a very high quality prison for his harem or dude had some issues with men trying to break in... Probably a bit of both... I mean he kept his daughters for himself I'm sure they probably had some upset childhood friends... Anyways I walk up to the small door and open it with the rusty old key before immediately closing it behind me and then locking it again... Don't want a swarm of yang ghosts coming here to claim themselves a bride...
On the other side of the door is surprisingly just a regular old room and a corpse... A old skeleton in a dress. Walking over the skeleton gets up and I get a shock due to it... Deeply surprised because... It's super rare for a woman especially a noble lady to become a skeleton... After all they usually become skeletons out of a sense of purpose in guarding something or accomplishing a goal... The idea of a noble lady being like that is absurd... Seeing the skeleton looking at me with burning eyes but not attacking I shrug and walk over and begin ruffling through her dress. Sure no pockets in this thing as it's a dress and why would a woman need pockets? Or whatever the idea behind lack of dress pockets is... Probably either sexist or just based on the fact that a dress is meant to be sexy and lumps in weird places isn't exactly sexy? Eh either way it's dumb... But she does have a very loose bra on under her... No boobs cause skeleton but it's still hanging from the rib cage... Finding a letting in the old boob pockets... I smile to myself... Ah... Boob pockets... Always handy in times of need. Boobs are the most important treasures of mankind along side ass... Drooling over my novelty thoughts I then carefully open up the old letter.
"I don't know how long I can hold on. I managed to keep my sister's from rushing out of the tower for years now we've been surviving on the limited water and vegetables that we made in garden but we will run out of both soon... Husband why won't you return? If you don't come back soon they will die in the acid mote trying to escape..."
What a loyal wife... Nodding to myself I pat the skeletons head. Good job skeleton. Then I walk towards the only other door in the room and open it... The skeleton in the dress following me... Granted the dress isn't meant to fit on a meatless body and it's slowly falling off as she walks... Regardless the lady skeleton is still following me around... Which is a bit weird but whatever... So we begin our journey with the first corridor... Filled with black tiny people... Oh nope demons... Demons again... Looking at them closely I'd have to guess jailer demons... They get a kick out of guarding run away ghosts. The damned souls who died longing to escape who will do anything they can to follow those ideals... The lore says wherever a large number of souls seek to escape a jailer will always come to stop them... So... Basically just asshole demons... Granted most demons are just different breeds of gross assholes... Even the sex demons just abuse human lust to gain power. At least they help people relish in those desires unlike these asshole who just abuse it and do everything they can to prevent them from succeeding in their goals... As that would mean loosing the precious food that is desperation and despair as well as longing for freedom. Looking at the demons I smile... Luckily I don't have to beat up a bunch of abandoned abused women... It's more of a prison break style of quest... except the prisoners will likely all be ghosts... Mercy said that the girl I want to find is at the top of the tower so... I guess I'll try to save all the ghost ladies along the way... It's weird that the dude locked his daughter in the very top of his harem tower but she's still a virgin... Pick one you can't marry your daughter but not consummate the marriage. Be a good or bad father not both... As I ventured forth into the depths of the royal harem... I say royal but no one involved was royal... I mean except for Felis Alice and Eliza... They were all actually of royal blood... All these other princes were all just bullshit titles given to vampire to show their superiority over the swarmers... It's mostly just nonesense... Usually when an actual prince is involved the lore will discuss how noble they are or point out who they descend from... None the less I'm slaughtering jailer demons in mass unlike bosses these mobs are still one shot kills for me... Focusing mostly on my sword skills I quickly make my way towards the first boss room... Aka just a big room with what I can only describe as prison cells in them... I can see inside the prisons and they are quite nice... still surrounded by bars though... these Bjorn dude... Is he trying to come across as the world's biggest asshole? I mean he's already definitely dead... His last soul fragment being a broken conciousness inside a dildo unable to grow and reconstruct itself because those powers were from the compass not his soul... sigh what a pathetic end for a vile dude... Well I'm sure there's more to the story but even a saint must reap the seeds he sows when he decides to burn the world.