The descent beyond Floor 80 was supposed to be suicide for any Adventurer, yet for Harry and his Familia, it was a playground.
A hellish, infernal landscape stretched before them—beasts of nightmare, monsters that would obliterate even the strongest Familia in Orario.
And yet…
Harry just grinned.
His massive, godlike form moved like a blur, crashing into the thousands of creatures with raw, unfiltered power. He laughed like a maniac, his fists, feet, and magic tearing through the monstrous horde like they were mere toys.
Each attack wasn't just devastating—it was a learning experience.
His Falna leveled up autonomously.
His mind processed and analyzed everything his Avatar had experienced.
He upgraded himself every second, becoming more efficient, more refined, and more powerful.
Meanwhile, his wives—Kaguya, Yoruichi, Hermione, Fleur, Daphne, and Tracey—made sure that the rest of the Hestia Familia survived.
Bell, Lili, Welf, Mikoto, and Haruhime fought with everything they had, each one growing exponentially stronger under the guidance of Harry's divine presence.
The wives supported them, ensuring they didn't get wiped out by the monstrous hordes.
For several days, they tore through the deepest, most forbidden layers of the Dungeon.
And when they finally resurfaced, they returned with magic crystals worth a fortune.
After cashing in their insane haul, the group was greeted by Eina, Bell's advisor, who handed him an envelope.
"Open it when you're home," she advised with a slight frown, something in her voice making it clear that this was no ordinary message.
Back at the Familia home…
Hestia and Wiene welcomed them back with wide smiles and warm hugs.
As everyone settled down for dinner, Bell finally opened the envelope.
His eyes widened.
"They… they know about Wiene?"
The letter was a direct order from the Guild.
The Hestia Familia was to head to the 20th floor.
A hidden message, caught only by the gods present—Harry, his wives, and Hestia— hinted that Wiene needed to come along.
It was clear now.
Someone powerful was watching.
That very night, they moved.
The Meeting with Ouranos
As the Hestia Familia descended, their goddess remained on the surface, where a mysterious cloaked figure awaited her.
No visible face.
No distinguishable voice.
Only an aura of power and secrecy.
The figure led Hestia through a hidden passage, deep beneath the Guild's main building.
There, in an ancient chamber, sat Ouranos, the oldest and most powerful god in Orario, the one who silently controlled the city.
Hestia immediately understood—he was behind the mission.
And so, as her children ventured deeper into the Dungeon, she listened as Ouranos explained everything.
The Xenos.
Intelligent monsters like Wiene.
The mission's true purpose.
Hestia sighed in relief, knowing that her Familia wasn't in danger.
But then she smirked.
Who was she kidding?
As long as Harry was there, they were never in danger to begin with.
Thinking about him made her blush crimson.
Deep in the Dungeon, as they reached the 20th floor, they heard it.
A beautiful, sorrowful song.
Following the melody, Harry casually pulled out a hidden crystal, revealing a secret passage.
The group entered, moving toward the source of the music…
And then—ambush!
Monsters attacked.
But these weren't just any monsters.
They were intelligent. Strong.
A powerful lizardman lunged at Harry, battle instincts sharp, aura brimming with raw strength.
But Harry?
He caught the strike mid-air with his fingers, grinning.
"Are you sure you want this? You might die."
For a moment, the lizardman hesitated.
Then, he felt it.
The passive aura of pure power radiating from Harry.
And suddenly—he burst out laughing.
The other monsters laughed too.
They were intelligent.
They were just like Wiene.
They were Xenos.
With the truth now revealed, the Hestia Familia followed the Xenos to their secret village.
There, the air was festive.
The monsters welcomed them like long-lost friends.
The lizardman who fought Harry? Now one of his tightest drinking buddies.
Music played. Laughter echoed.
And the party began.
For Harry, this was only the beginning.
The world of Orario was changing.
And he would be at the center of it all.
To be continued…
AN: A question for all of you: do you want longer chapters, or should it stay like this?