Finger licking good

Name:Danmachi- Hell's Forge Author:
Finger licking good

To be clear it was just the six plots of land on either side of the church that added about thirty yards of land to either side of the church to our possessed land. That may seem like a lot but in truth that was pretty average for decently sized familias. Even worse was that until I took the time to tear everything down that land would look like a bunch of abandoned buildings still. Destruction was WAY easier than creation though so all I had to do to fix this issue was unleash my flames and watch that shit burn until nothing was left.-

If you are wondering why I didn't reuse the wood from the buildings it was simply because I didn't feel like it. Hestia might have preferred the churches original shape and design and I maintained it as a result but this land was mine and I wanted to get creative with it. That means it was time for me to go all evil supervillain and make an underground lair! Well okay so half and half really but the point still stands.-

I wasn't going to use wood for this project though as I wanted to make my lair a gods damn nightmare to breach. To accomplish this I grabbed a massive tarp and headed to the dungeon to slaughter me some orcs. My plan was simple really, I was going to refine the things entire skeletons and use their bones to build my base, fucking metal as hell right? Obviously this was going to take more than one trip but I was more than happy to put in the leg work. Killing the orcs was also easy as shit as I just ran up to them and used my cursed technique to seal their eyes, ears, noses and mouths before patiently waiting for them to suffocate to death.-

Naturally I also spent some time hunting down any metal I could find on floors ten through twelve with my metal detecting compass. I got some really odd looks when I first left the dungeon with a massive makeshift sack of clattering bones on my back but no one stopped me and after repeating this process for a week the guards had even given me a new nickname [Bone collector], which was still better than the one the gods gave me in my opinion.-

Still after a week of slaughtering orcs and other large type monsters and dragging their entire skeletons back to the church I had enough to make the above ground portion of my lair. Cheeky ass I am I even set up a big cloth curtain to stop anyone from seeing me create the building. I had the bones all piled up like small mound of corpses in place when I got started by placing my hands on to side of the pile.

"Hell's Forge!" I spoke and the black and blue curse energy began to pour across the entire pile like it was soaked in gas before hit with a lit match.

"Well the door eats fingers, then the walls have inbuilt lighting sources and finally the roof is actually transparent on the inside." I said casually.

"The door eats fingers!?" she exclaimed in horror.

I smiled proudly "Hell yeah it does!" Slaps door "This baby can eat so many fingers!" i said with a laugh at the look she gives me like I had gone off the deep end. "Chill, it's an anti theft measure so unless someone without permission tries to get in you've got nothing to worry about." I reassured her that I wasn't THAT mad quite yet.

Might get there in the future but not at the moment so everything's fine and nobody needed to start worrying about it for the time being.

"Why would you even make something like that?" she asked with a confused look.

"Ah well most locks can be picked but THIS lock will eat your fingers if you try so like it's way better right?" I asked with a wide smile at my impeccable logic.