How To Stay Immortal

Chapter 8 - Buying the former P.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e and honoring a mother

Stepping inside huge open warehouse called 'Dark Emporium' Dantes sense of smell is instantly attacked by the smell of formaldehyde. Being widely used to disinfect the 'goods', it isn't that surprising for him to smell it, but what really takes him off the guard is the amounts used to make the small this intense.

Following Micah through the wide open door, Dante sees n.a.k.e.d corpses on display nearly everywhere. Be it man or woman, young or old they are all priced and for sale. Looking around he realizes, that three of the six races are for sale here. The majority of races on display are made up of beautiful Menn and Alfar but also a few Jötnars can be seen here and there in the corners.

-Somehow it makes sense that neither Aesir, Vanir nor Nair are up for sale because both Asir and Vanir practice the tradition of honoring their dead by burning them. And who wants a Nair corpse? These guys are literally living corpses to begin with.- Dante thinks to see the nearly equal amount of male and female corpses on display, concluding that supply and demand is the driving force behind this economy with the death.

Seeing a good looking, well build Alfar corpse having the type of plaque hung around his neck describing his or her origin, health, measurements, former intelligence, and other information pertinent to purchasers. This poor guy plaque read.

-Former Alfar soldier, athletic body, 280/ 1.85m/ 92kg, Medium Intelligence, the cause of death: broken neck.- Reading the fate of this guy Dante can only shudder what one would write on his or his mother's plate.

Feeling a hand fall on his shoulder, Dante turns around finding a good looking alfar corpse merchant smile at him saying. ''A strong soldier indeed. With a bit of work done he can be used as a bodyguard or a toy for your female elders. The price can naturally be negotiated.''

Before Dante can answer the Alfar Micah comes to the rescue by saying. ''I don't think he is in my juniors budget for a research subject.''

Seeing Micah's robes the merchant smiles brightly saying. ''Ah one of the Worthington fine young masters. Your institution is one of the best customers for second and third rate merchandise. I am naturally aware that you people buy quantity over quality. Can I interest you in some elderly men corpses? I can even go down with the individual prices if you make a hole sell.''

''I am not here for hole sales. But I will keep you in mind if my master needs a shipload of corpses any time soon.'' Tells Micah with a polite smile on his face.

''I can only thank you, young master.'' Says the Alfar politely excusing himself.

''Are you ok?'' Asks Micah Dante who still looks a bit shocked.

Nodding after staring at the dead alfaren soldier the five-year-old says. ''Yes. I just wanted to get a feeling for the pricing.''

''If that's all let me help you. Prices varied with age and quality with the most valuable bodies fetching sky high prices. I heard the corpse of v.i.r.g.i.n princes was once auctioned off. Some guy wanted to pay three tonnes of gold for her but was outbid by our dear headmaster. Now she is supposed...''Explains Micah realizing that he has gone off topic. ''... Anyway what kind of corpse are you aiming for? Gender? Race? Hair color? Any idea?''

Thinking about it for a bit Dante answers. ''I would like to get a female, mean, blond hair, athletic body, well endowed you know...''

Smiling all knowingly at him Micah pads his left shoulder saying. ''You have a fine taste for your age my friend, fine taste indeed. I know where we might find a fine one for you, but as I said don't count on her being below forty.''

Leading his five-year-old junior through the market, Micah stops in front of a small revolving stand.

''How about this one here? She should be covered by your scholarship.''

Micah asks pointing at a slender around 1.70 m blonde knockout milf.

Checking her plate out Dante reads.

-Former Prostitution of Yharnam, athletic body, enhanced b.r.e.a.s.ts, 34DD-25-36, 45/ 1.7m/ 57kg, high intelligence, the cause of death: suicide (cut wrists).-

''Or this one.'' Says Micah pointing at another lack haired one that is a bit shorter but more even b.r.e.a.s.ts to make up for it. Reading her plate Dante feels even more depressed about the state of society.

-Former mother of three, average body, natural b.r.e.a.s.ts, 34FF-23-36, 47/ 1.61m/ 60kg, Medium intelligence, the cause of death: killed.-

Having the second woman remind him too much of his own mother Dante says. ''I take the first one. Can you negotiate the price? In the end, you are paying the man for it.''

''Not men. The owner of this stall is a woman, a former student of Worthington to be precise.'' Says his friend vanishing in the direction of the counter.

After a few minutes, Micah returns together with an average looking woman. Seeing Dante still checking out the former p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e the woman greets him by saying. ''Hello there. My name is Kathy. Micah there told me that you are interested in one of my girls. Which one do you want?''

Seeing Kathy's honest smile, Dante feels a bit ashamed for what he is about to say and do. ''I would have said this p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e here, but her insides are too used up if you know what I mean. For the price you are surely waiting for her I can get three of similarly poor quality like her...''

Taken aback a bit by Dantes words and action, Kathy is a bit shell-shocked. Seeing a five-year-old stick his hands in both the p.u.s.s.y and a.s.s of a 45-year-old woman is not only frying the female merchants but also Micah's brain.

Seeing his actions being affective Dante continues saying. ''... I expect her and this one to be a package deal.''

After having bought two bodies for one, Dante and Micah go back to the riverboat with the moon already high up in the clear night sky. Walking over the riverboat gangway Micah asks. ''What do you want to do with the mother's body?''

Looking out at the sea, feeling a cold breeze c.a.r.e.s.s his face Dante tells his friend. ''I would like to honor her by burying her as the Asir and Vanir do it?''

''Burn her? What a waste of a perfectly usable corpse!'' Asks Micah, questioning his juniors sanity.

Nodding Dante asks. ''Will you help me burn her fast?''

Seeing his young friends determination Micah shrugs saying. ''It's your body if you want to burn it, I will be of assistance.''

''Thanks...'' Says Dante removing the poor mother's corpse from his [Storage]. Putting the woman's body onto an already floating barrel, the boy pushes her out into the lake before commanding his friend. ''... Do it.''

Understanding Dantes demand Micah pulls out his wand, pointing it at the barrel saying gently. ''Incendio.''

Magic fire coming from out of nowhere suddenly appears on the barrel. The fire burning hot and spreading rapidly over both barrel and body swiftly consumes both. Even half an hour later nothing remains of the poor mother's body aside from the foul smell of burned flesh that slowly become one with the midnight breeze.

Being directed to his cabin on the boat by Micah, Dante concludes this first day after descending a third time by opening his black book and checking today's progress. First up are his [Character stats:] and [Skills/Abilities:].

[Character stats:

Dante Elcraft (aka Gaukler)

Origin: Noble Bastard

Level: 1 (673£ to level up)

Soul Echos (£): 1400

Lifes: 2

+ Primary Stats

- Vitality: 2

- Endurance:1

- Inside: 5

- Strength: 1

- Skill: 4

+ Secondary Stats

- Health: 100/100

- Stamina: 25/50

- Mana: 0/0

- R-Hand: 0.25

- L-Hand: 3.5

+ Defencive Stats

- Physical Damage Reduction: 0 %

- Magical Damage Reduction: 0 %

- Evasion: 50 %

- Resistence: 0 %]

[Skills/Abilities:

+Active (0):

+Passive (2):

- Dollmaking (Lv. max)

- Puppetmaking (Lv. 5)

+Arcane (0):]

Leveling up twice by investing in in his Endurance stat, Dante is left with 37 Soul Echos.

-Shit. I should have created an additional [Quest System] to make it easier for me to earn Soul Echos.- He thinks to put a [Quest System] as his top priority right behind hinter rescuing his mother. Turning the page he checks out his [Equipment] and [Storage].

[Equipment slots:

+Armor/Attire

- Head: -

- C.h.e.s.t: Dress shirt and West

- Arms: Dress shirt

- Legs: Trousers and Shoes

+Weapon/Ring:

- R-Hand: -

- L-Hand: -

- R-Finger 1: -

- R-Finger 2: Ring of Shalindor

- L-Finger 1: -