《Dungeon Maou》 Beginning A blinding light fills my field of vision forcing me awake. I blink a few times to readjust my sight and am met with a stifling white. Everything from the walls to the ceiling is a blinding white as if it was bleached thoroughly and dark spots dance around my vision as I take in the view. I force my body into an upright position and pushing downwards onto the almost glowing floor, I get onto my feet. I¡¯m clothed in a equally blinding white robe that reach onto my ankles that feels as if it was made using the finest of silk. My legs feel weak and without power, but I slowly move towards the closest of the four walls that detains me in this room. I run my hand across the wall as I pace around the perimeter of the room, only to realise that the room is completely empty with no furniture, windows or even a door. The current situation finally sinking into my brain. Shit have I been kidnapped. How did I get here? The last thing I remember is falling asleep in my room after a long night of gaming¡­ Gaming? Wait what is that? Who the fuck am I?
Status Name: N/A Job: Dungeon Maou
HP 15/15
MP 999999/999999
ATT 5
DEF 3
INT 20
MND 15
¡°Waah!¡± As if to answer my question, a blue box fills my field of vision abruptly, my cheeks quickly turning red from the embarrassment of screaming so loudly. I turn my head left and right, with the box still in my vision, in an act to reaffirm that no one else was in the room to experience my embarrassing moment. What the... This looks like a game status screen. Whatever that is. Is this supposed to be mine? I take a closer look at my status, taking mental notes on my absurd amount of ¡°mp¡± and my ludicrous job of ¡°dungeon maou¡±. The stats are all over the place... Whatever, I can think about that stuff later. Pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind to concentrate on the task at hand and as I do, the box fades back out of existence. I go back to walking around the room, once again running my palm against the wall for any possible mechanisms that may be the key to escape. The wall feels super smooth, as if made of perfectly cut marble, and after countless rounds of the room, I give up. I place my bottom onto the floor, the robe creasing as it shifts but I pay it no heed. Not knowing what to do next, I shut my eyes to gather my thoughts. A flash of red is seen through my eyelids, and as quickly as it came, it disappeared. The fuck was that¡­ I open my eyes, only to be met face to face with a large clear crystal located right in the middle of the room that clearly wasn¡¯t there when I first came to. Rainbows refract off the crystal in many different directions as light from a mysterious source emanated from within the gem. The once exclusively white room is now lit with the multiple different colours of the rainbow, similar to that of a disco ball, only on a grander more exquisite scale. I leap to my feet as I move towards the crystal, to get a closer more detailed look at it. With many questions filling my head, I fall into a deep train of thought. Did someone move this here? How did he get in? Does that mean that there''s a way out? What¡¯s the objective of leaving this here? Suddenly my whole body was filled with fatigue as an even more blinding light filled the room. I jolt out of my train of thought to see that while thinking, I had unconsciously leaned against the crystal. What the fuck is going on! My body on reflex tried to back away from the crystal, but my hand that I had used to lean was now stuck to the gem as if kept in place by the hand of god himself. It shone even brighter than before as a greater feeling of fatigue now filled my body and I fell to my knees, my hand still glued to the crystal. This fucking stone is stealing my energy somehow! With the weariness only building on my body, my body and mind couldn¡¯t take it anymore and fell unconscious.
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A deafening thumping in my ears awakens me from my slumber, and a head splitting pain could be felt from my head. With my eyesight still in a blur, I force my body onto its feet. After a head shake to clear up my vision, I survey my surroundings¡­ How I¡¯ll kill for a panadol right now... I¡¯m in a completely different place from before. Instead of the cramped white room, I¡¯m now in what seems to be a replica of a medieval themed throne room. Beautifully detailed banners are hung from an extremely high ceiling with an equally intricate rug lining the floor. Thick cobblestone pillars encompass the room, which complements the strong cobblestone walls. The room is at least 30 times bigger than the last room, but from a quick survey, I can see that this room also doesn''t have any visible exits. Walking up to the head of the room, I spot a familiar looking crystal... Oh so we meet again you motherfuc- A speck of red floats past me. What was that? I trace the crimson dot with my now clear eyesight, and I move my right hand towards it in an attempt to touch it, but the red speck moves at an impossible angle and speed, narrowly dodging through the gaps of my fingers. Not giving up, I try again and again but to my dismay, it narrowly dodged my grasp. My competitive spirit now flared up, I concentrate harder on trying to get a hold on it, my eyes boring holes into my target. Going for another shot, I swiftly move my left hand towards the speck, the light again nimbly dodging towards the gaps of my fingers, I twist my hand in an effort to catch it, forming a scoop with my fingers, but the speck twists at a sharp angle away from the scoop, right into my right hand that was lying in wait. ¡°Hahaha!¡± I wail in victory in such a manner that a b movie villain would be ashamed as I wallow in the joy of my victory. Poof A light poof came from my palms, and when I tilted my head in order to investigate, I jumped from surprise. What the¡­ My hands are glowing a light red... The speck started to glow brighter and brighter until it finally escaped from my fist. It now shone brighter and was clearly bigger than before.
Ability Created! ''Create monster'' You collect mana from the atmosphere, merging it with yours to create a tier one monster!
Ability Acquired! ''Upgrade monster'' Pouring your mana into a monster you created, you can upgrade their tier! (Initial cast cost 9 mana whilst continuous casts cost 3 fold the previous cast)
Mana? Where have I heard that before... Was that what that little speck was? Tier? Ahh! I knew I saw ''Mana'' somewhere, it¡¯s from the status box from before.
Status Name: N/A Job: Dungeon Maou
Created Monsters: Tier 1: Lesser Spirit: 1
HP 15/15
MP 999996/999999
ATT 5
DEF 3
INT 20
MND 15
Once again to answer my thoughts, the box appears again. Even before looking at my mana, I can somehow feel from deep inside that I''ve used a total of 3 mana and judging by the created monsters tab, I created a ''lesser spirit''. After I pondered a bit about the subject, I decided to test my other newly found ability ''Upgrade monster''. Question being, how do I activate it¡­ I concentrate again on my hands, imagining the ability activating and to my surprise I can feel my ability activating. My hands glow a dull red and I grab the red spirit, the spirit seemingly having become more tame and the process repeats itself, leaving behind a now larger spirit. I can feel a very slight drowsiness in my core, is that what using up my ¡®mana¡¯ feels like? Repeating this process, I do this another few times, each time the spirit growing in size and brightness. After the sixth upgrade, the spirit shone a blinding red forming into an opaque bubble, inside something could be seen starting to morph into something akin to a human child.
New Evolution Achieved! After increasing the tier of your spirit to the sixth tier, that monster has evolved into a new form, increasing it''s abilities, and changing it''s appearance.
This shit is insane. Even with my less than elementary understanding with what I¡¯m doing, I can feel the sheer amount of mana it¡¯s giving off and how impressive it is... If tier 6 is like this, what would the upper tiers look like... How far can I go with this? While I repeated the process (this time plunging my hand into the insides of a bubble), I realized that it now took almost two times as long for the tier upgrade. Now taking a total of ten seconds per tier and 3 fold the last ''monster upgrade'', I effectively used 333 mana. Still a low amount compared to my total mana pool, but it was extremely high compared to the original asking price of 3. Despite this however, I soldiered on, increasing the tier of the spirit. Like the last times the bubble started glowing and the spirit inside could be seen growing and shifting, becoming stronger with each tier. Only 2 minutes had past since the beginning of the upgrading, but my body was experiencing some very minor fatigue, nothing detrimental, but definitely noticeable. After 3 more ''Monster upgrades'' I reached the tenth tier.
Tenth Tier Achieved! Your monster has reached the apex of all other entities on this world. Well done! With this they cannot be evolved or leveled any further by natural means.
So tier ten is the max huh. I still have three quarters of my mana left though and it didn''t even take 10 minutes... ¡°Apex of all other entities on this world¡±... Doesn''t that make me super OP? Wow that was super anti-climatic... Wait, ''natural means''? Does that mean that there¡¯s another way to upgrade monsters?
Upgrade Monster Do you wish to continue: (Y/N)
A blue box ominously appeared in my vision. Would clicking yes simply mean the use of more mana, or would it facilitate the use of another medium. I debated on whether I should press yes for the better half of 20 minutes. ¡°Argh whatever!¡± Being over with thinking that overworked my brain, I impulsively accepted by pressing upon the ¡®Y¡¯ with my extended index finger. I immediately lost consciousness. ¡°Daddy! I think it¡¯s time to wake up! You¡¯ve been sleeping for a while now¡± A high pitch voice echos in my ears as I¡¯m startled awake. My eyes fly open, and find myself face to face with a red haired child girl. ¡°You¡¯re finally awake! You took long enough!¡± What the fuck...
11th Tier Achieved! Welcome to the realm of the gods
01: Dungeon The silence that filled the air along with the awkward atmosphere, was stifling. I turn to see if she¡¯s talking to someone behind me, she isn¡¯t. My mouth opens and closes multiple times, in an attempt to say anything to fill the deafening silence, but nothing comes to mind Why was I knocked out anyway¡­ It happened right after I upgraded to the 11th tier. Thinking logically, if using mana built fatigue, did I use up all of mine, causing me to faint? But to use up at least 752,007 mana in a singular go is crazy compared to the previous mana costs. I¡¯m able to get a closer look at the girl now that I¡¯m awake. She looks to be around 130cms tall with silky crimson hair running down to her waist. Her skin is a pale white and everything from her body to her facial features are petite. She was definitely going to break more than a few hearts when she grows up. She¡¯s wearing a white summer dress that reaches to her knees which is decorated by bright red poppies that pop out to the eye when contrasted to the white of the dress. ¡°Daddy, what¡¯s wrong?¡± the red haired girl inquired with her head tilted at a 45 degree angle. This statement set off many alarms in my head. ¡°Sorry, I¡¯m just wondering who you are and why you¡¯re calling me ''daddy''.¡± ¡°That¡¯s obviously because I¡¯m your daughter silly!¡± It couldn¡¯t be¡­ I pull up my status box.
Status Name: N/A Job: Dungeon Maou
Created Monsters: Tier 11 Fairy Goddess: 1
HP 15/15
MP 999999/999999
ATT 5
DEF 3
INT 20
MND 15
"You wouldn''t be a fairy would you?" "What kind of a question is that? Of course I''m a fairy!"Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Iknew it¡­ ¡°Uhh¡­ Do you have a name?¡± ¡°Have you heard of a child naming themselves? Silly, you have to name me.¡± Thinking about it she¡¯s right¡­ Having had this responsibility abruptly shoved onto me, I spouted out the first thing that came to my mind. ¡°What about Rose.¡± After pondering about it for a little bit, her face lights up. ¡°Thanks daddy! I love it!¡± Cringing at my own naming sense, I silently say an apology in my mind. It seems like I¡¯m forgetting something though¡­ ¡°Ahh, I completely forgot about that shitty crystal!¡± Power walking toward the head of the throne room, I quickly move towards the crystal with Rose trailing behind me. In less than half a minute I arrive at my destination. Swinging my fist towards the crystal, my knuckles land on the hard surface and to my surprise a prompt appeared.
Ability acquired! ''Dungeon Customisation'' By directly connecting the dungeon core to your mana, you as the dungeon master, have gained the ability to alter the dungeon to your every will.
Argh¡­ Not the best idea I''ve had¡­ A sharp pain explodes from my right fist as it comes into contact with the cold rock, luckily it doesn''t seem like the damage is that bad. ¡®Dungeon Customisation¡¯? What the fuck¡­ ''To your every will'' does that mean that there isn''t any limit, or is it connected to my mana? Having been ignored, Rose began to become restless and grew disinterested. ¡°Daddy, I¡¯m bored. Play with me.¡± ¡°Wait a sec, let me trysomething first.¡± Having decided to test out my new skill, I activate ''dungeon customisation'' and try to will something in to distract Rose. Concentrating hard, I send the command ''something that can distract Rose''. ¡°Yay!¡±A streak of red flies past me, blowing wind onto my face. What the¡­ Looking over to where the streak went, I see Rose playing on a swing set a few metres away in the centre of the room, not unlike what you¡¯ll find at a public park. The support beams are digging into the beautifully created rug, causing me to cringe internally. Can¡¯t say I wasn¡¯t expecting this, but how are these swings made? Something with such a openparimeter such as ''something that can distract Rose'' worked. What else can I do with this? I activate the skill again. This whole thing reminds me of something really similar though¡­ Dungeon Keeper or something. Suddenly an earthquake could be felt as if everything around us was being shifted. Taking another look at the console, I now see that everything has changed. There are now a total of 4 levels now, each level containing a very large floor with two relatively smaller rooms on each end, presumably leading to the floors both above and below the current floor. The top floor seemingly reaching the outside.
World Dungeon Formed Using your imagination as a catalyst, you were able to will in a world tier dungeon. With this however, curious adventurers will attack your dungeon in the hopes of treasure.
Shit, I fucked up... 02: Confrontation If the blue box is to be trusted, Rose should be on the level of a god, the name suggests that Rose would be at the apex, but I don¡¯t know how strong the outsiders are. For all I know, they could at the strength level of Rose or higher. Despite my high mana pool, all my other stats are really weak, so I¡¯m probably out of the equation if a fight breaks out. "Hey Rose, can you come over here for a sec?" Creak Somehow Rose had managed to remain unfazed by the earthquake and was still playing on the swing set. Hearing my words, she comes over in a flash. ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± ¡°Some people called adventurers might come in the near future trying to attack us. I want you to be on the lookout for me, can you tell me if you noticed anyone?¡± ¡°Ahh, are you talking about those people?¡± Looking at the sight of my confused face, Rose continued. ¡°Some people entered the first floor a while ago. There¡¯s quite a few of them.¡± Shit, already?! A cold sweat breaks outs. ¡°How many do you think there are?¡± ¡°Because there¡¯s so many of them, I can¡¯t really tell, but I think that the number is around 300. They sound like they¡¯re in fully clad armour as well.¡± ¡°Rose I need you to keep watch for me, can you tell me when they¡¯re starting to get close?¡± Judging by the length of the floors in the dungeon, if they sprinted without stopping at the speed of an average human, they should take around an 12 hrs. I''m thankful for the sheer size of each of the floors. Upgrading Rose to tier 10 took around 8 minutes, assuming that the timings stay the same, I opt to create 3 tier 10s, leaving me with slightly more than a quarter of my mana. I activate ¡®Create monster¡¯ 3 times, each time shining a familiar light, forming into my created monsters. Even without checking my status box I can see what I¡¯ve created. Regardless, I still bring it up.
Status Name: N/A Job: Dungeon Maou
Created Monsters: Tier 11 Fairy Goddess: 1 Tier 1 Demon: 1 Baby Dragon: 1 Undead: 1
HP 15/15
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ATT 5
DEF 3
INT 20
MND 15
A demon, a baby dragon and an undead huh¡­ I have no time to spare however. I quickly begin upgrading their tiers.
New Evolution Achieved! After increasing the tier of your demonto the sixth tier, that monster has evolved into a new form, increasing it''s abilities, and changing it''s appearance.
New Evolution Achieved! After increasing the tier of your Dragonian to the sixth tier, that monster has evolved into a new form, increasing it''s abilities, and changing it''s appearance.
New Evolution Achieved! After increasing the tier of your undead to the sixth tier, that monster has evolved into a new form, increasing it''s abilities, and changing it''s appearance.
In less than 25 minutes I have them all done. To my despair however they¡¯re all in a deep sleep. Shit, we don¡¯t have enough time... ¡°Rose, how close are they now?¡± ¡°They¡¯ve come to a stop at floor 3, and they don¡¯t seem to have any plans on moving anytime soon, but daddy, are these my new family?¡± Shit! How did they cover so much ground in such little time. Entering deep thought about my next move I gave Rose an absent reply. ¡°Yes they are. Treat them well.¡± ¡°Yay! I''ve always wanted younger siblings!¡± With this Rose flew into a frenzy, zooming around the throne room with a smile from ear to ear. But why would they stop so far into the dungeon¡­ How did they e- A blood chilling screech vibrated through the air. Tremors could be felt running through the floor and walls. With such a sudden turn of events, even the Rose who didn¡¯t blink an eye at an earthquake stopped what she was doing. Ablood curdling screamwas heard from the floor above us. ¡°Rose we have to go!¡± Without even thinking twice I pull rose by the hand towards the third floor. Despite the obvious risks, I couldn''t live with myself if I knew someone was in danger and I didn''t do anything to help. Having to run through multiple rooms to reach the stairwell to the floor above, I sprinted through a few repetitive corridors with the same theme as the throne room, with cobblestone walls and floor and a red tapestry complementing the interior. ¡°Daddy, you need to work out. You¡¯re too slow!¡± Okay that one hurt a bit¡­ With that, Rose took grab of my clothing and moved full force towards the third floor. My surrounding turned into a blur of colours as a sense of nausea filled my body. In less than 20 seconds we had reached what should have been the third floor. I fell onto my knees and emptied out my stomach. My eyes watering, and my body falling onto soft grass. Wait¡­ Grass? I clear my eyes with my hands and look around and see that I¡¯m in some sort of forest. The sun''s up and I can smell the aroma of the different plants in the area. ¡°Swords up men! We cannot let the prince die!¡± Looking a little forward, I can see that there¡¯s a small clearing with a large group of fully plated ''adventurers'' in a stance ready for combat. ¡°Be ready for the next attack!¡± It¡¯s a middle aged man speaking. He¡¯s clearly the commander of the unit and to accentuate that, he has a slightly turquoise plating compared to the knight¡¯s steel, the plating lining very developed chiseled muscles. He¡¯s sporting a bushy brown beard, with an equally bushy hair style. His shoulders are wide and he looks like someone you could depend on. Another screech bombarded my ears.Looking straight ahead, I see a grounded dragon, with his jaw open to attack. Shit... 03: Loyalty POV: Godfrey The muscles in my hands tighten around the reigns of my trusty steed and with a single small push with the heels of my boots, I nudge the horse to go faster. My steed has yet to disappoint me in the years we¡¯ve been partners, but now more than ever, I need him to persevere. My eyes barely register the streaks of green that flash by me, as we traverse through the forest at staggering speeds. A familiar screeching marked the coming of the dragon who flew overhead. With the shadow of the giant beast growing closer and closer, the coming of an attack was inevitable. ¡°Ready men! Don¡¯t let your guard down! It¡¯s coming!¡± With a great roar erupting from my throat, 300 of the Empire''s best knight¡¯s pushed their bodies further into the horses, reducing the overall surface area, reducing air resistance. Hand picked by myself, a single knight in this unit was worth more than 20 of the Empire''s soldiers. ¡°Alex, what''s our situation with the prince?¡± My eyes fell onto a man riding to the left of me. My right hand man, had a bundle of cloth in his left hand, only the periodic slight lifting of its folds marking the presence of a life. ¡°He should be fine for now, but if this continues on for longer I¡¯m afraid that his life will be in danger.¡± Shit¡­ Judging from the current situation, I wouldn¡¯t be surprised if, we got chased for another day. ¡°Alex what¡¯s your mana at?¡± ¡°90% to a mass teleport. Should only be another 20 minutes until it¡¯s up.¡± Alex is one of the best magicians in the country. Being the best of only five who has mastered teleportation spells, he can teleport any willing target in a 20 metre radius to an area up to a 100 metres away. A shrill screech reached my ear drums. Here it comes¡­ This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it Pouring mana into my hands, I mumbled a short incantation. ¡®Upper leveled physical barrier¡¯ A large transparent shield forms around me and my men just in time as the dragon swoops in for an attack. It¡¯s jaws slammed into the barrier with enough force for the displaced air to slice into my cheek. Warm blood trickles down my cheek as a large spiderweb forms on the barrier. As the dragon swoops back into the air, the barrier shatters. Moving my hands through my beard, I think about our next move. I only have enough mana for one more barrier¡­ ¡°Godfrey! There¡¯s a huge mana disturbance right ahead, it¡¯s right under our feet! It¡¯s larger than anything I¡¯ve ever seen!¡± As if waiting for that que, a large rumbling could be felt underneath our feet. The surroundings began to sporadically spin as the earth shook a staggering amount, causing our trained warhorses to lose balance, toppling on top of each other, breaking our formation. As the dragon was high in the air, it was unaffected by the commotion on the ground, and seeing our state of weakness, the dragon let out a blood chilling roar and dove towards us at a staggering speed. ¡°Quick to your feet men, forget the horses for now!¡± With that my men scrambled to their feet, but by then it was already too late. Shit! I need to do something quick! I begin to pour mana into my hands. Shutting my eyes, I start the incantation again, all I can do is pray that I make it in time. I can feel the presence of the dragon moving closer and closer. I wonder if my men can hear how hard my heart is beating right now¡­ 30 metres until impact¡­ 20 metres¡­ 10 metres¡­ 5 metres¡­ Ahh¡­ Is this the place where I die? Realising that I don¡¯t nearly have enough time to complete my incantation, thoughts of acceptance fill my mind. I await the coming of my death for what seemed to be a eternity. A blinding light penetrates my eyelids, leaving me with a crimson red straining my eyeballs. A pain filled shriek that a human was incapable of producing vibrated through the air. Opening my eyes, dots of black danced around my vision but even with my impaired vision my mind deduced what had happened. A bright light had blinded the dragon, which caused it¡¯s to instinctively fly upwards. Wasting no time, I look around for anything that could get us out of this mess. The light for now is a secondary priority, the saving of my prince and unit¡¯s lives is a first. Scanning the surroundings, I see that 3 metres to the left of the unit a stone entrance 3 metres by 3 metres had appeared. ¡°Men follow me as fast as you can! Leave everything apart from what''s on you, even your horses!¡± ¡°Yes sir!¡± Even after what had just gone down, they were still so responsive. From the bottom of my heart I felt a mixture of self loathing and respect. Respect that they could be so strong after a hopeless situation, and self loathing, that stemmed from how I had betrayed them; my unit to whom I would entrust my life to, and my prince whom I had pledged myself to on his birth, by giving up and not preserving. Sprinting towards the newly created entrance with my unit in tow, I preemptively start activating a skill. Arriving in less than 10 seconds, I activate the skill, ¡®Echolocation¡¯the moment I reach the inside. Through the use of ¡®echolocation¡¯ I can immediately sense the layout of the entire space. ¡°Alex! Can you use mass teleport yet!?¡± ¡°Whenever you¡¯re ready captain!¡± ¡°I want you to teleport all of us 100 meters straight down.¡± ¡°That''s suicide! We could teleport into a solid area, killing us immediately or losing us limbs!¡± ¡°Trust in me this one time. Please.¡± An auditory sigh could be heard coming out of Alex¡¯s mouth as he moved his arms in an exaggerated manner. After carefully passing the prince onto another soldier, he got into the preparation for the spell. ¡°Everybody, we¡¯re in for a bumpy ride!¡± Alex started the enchantment and as intricate magic circles started to form around us, a roar could be heard, as the now enraged dragon flew towards the cave. ¡°No you don¡¯t!¡± Channeling my mana and practically screaming the incantation, I bring up a ¡®Upper level physical barrier¡¯ around the entrance, blocking the dragon from entering. As the surface area is a lot tighter, the barrier becomes more packed with mana, strengthening it many fold. The dragon slams into the barrier full force causing a crack to form on the surface, but before it¡¯s able to get in another hit, we¡¯re already gone. 04: Strength POV: Godfrey My vision swirls as the spell activates. I feel my body being ripped from where I stand as my sense of balance goes haywire. A sense of nausea hits me as I land on a soft surface. Forcing the vomit back down my throat, I quickly scan my surrounding. What the... ¡®Echolocation¡¯ clearly showed me that there should¡¯ve been a separate level around 100 metres under the entrance... ¡°Alex, are you sure you teleported us downwards?!¡± ¡°I¡¯m sure did! I wouldn¡¯t screw up something so elementary. There¡¯s no chance this is an illusion spell either, the mana levels in the air are too stable.¡± A lush forest envelops us in its greens and browns and with another quick survey, it would seem that all of my unit came through safely, but some weren¡¯t as good at holding their stomachs. Dozens of fully trained knights were seen gripping on the sides of trees, vomiting out their lunch. It would certainly be a spectacle to be seen if it was in a different situation, but now was not the time. ¡°We¡¯re setting camp here. Pitch up and do what¡¯s necessary to build camp.¡± Despite being worn out, at that order, the knights started to collect the sticks and large leafs necessary for primitive housing. ¡°Godfrey, I really don¡¯t think that this is a good idea! We really need to move on and survey our current situation!¡± The knights paused. Even if it was an order directly from their captain, they couldn''t just ignore the words from their vice captain. ¡°Alex¡­ Look around, do you think that our soldiers are able to do that?¡± Alex skims his vision around the environment, to see 300 of our knights, sweating like pigs. Their panting could be heard from miles away and blood now stained their once pristine armour. Having had to have run for 2 weeks straight from a dragon no less, any normal human would¡¯ve broken down days ago. With an indescribable expression on his face, Alex turned around. ¡°I guess that¡¯s what we¡¯re doing then¡­¡± The knights got back to building camp, as Alex and I went around surveying the area for potential hostile monsters. ¡°Alex are there any sign of life around us?¡± ¡°That''s what''s so confusing. In this sort of dense forest, there¡¯s bound to be some sort of life, but I can¡¯t sense anything, not even tiny bugs. It¡¯s almost as if the whole thing just came into existence¡­ But this sort of thing proves that we¡¯re in the dungeon, there''s definitely no place like this on the surface.¡±Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. ¡°That kind of stuff only comes from legends, who¡¯s ever heard of a dungeon this big forming so pure that monsters don¡¯t even form.¡± As the church explained it, dungeons came from a slow buildup of mana deep under the surface of the planet that grew and grew in density, until the whole thing explodes, letting out an extraordinary amount of pure mana. This then forms into its physical form. Monsters are explained as shards broken off from the forming of the dungeon that rejoins with the dungeon when killed. Smaller scale dungeons have been seen forming without spawning any monsters, but that only occurred because of how the little amount of mana involved was able to remain 100% efficient, not breaking off into shards when forming. The larger the dungeon, the more mana that it required, and with that increased required mana came a lower mana efficiency rate. For a dungeon that spans multiple levels, each the size of a regular dungeon, to be able to reach 100% efficiency was unthinkable, let alone unheard of. ¡°Let¡¯s move back, they should¡¯ve finished setting camp by now¡­¡± Without noticing, 20 minutes had past whilst I was in deep thought and the time had come to move back towards the camp. We arrived in less than half a minute to the sight of our primitive camps. Having left our camping supply back with the horses, the knights were forced to create tents with what was around us. Sticks were set up against each other with a blanket large leaves entwined with each other placed on top for a basic tent with soft leaves and foliage put under for cushioning. Having done their work, the knights had taken off their heavy armour and sat in the shade of their shoddily made tents. Clapping loudly, I grab the attention of the knights. ¡°Men¡­ I have an apology to make-¡± ¡°Godfrey that apology can wait! There¡¯s a large life form coming towards us from the west. Judging by its size and speed, I¡¯m certain it¡¯s the dragon! He somehow found his way towards us!¡± ¡°Men put your armour back on and get ready for battle.¡± The knights scrambled to their feets and grabbed onto their equipment. With their sweaty hands however, they lost their grip on the metal plating, taking them multiple times longer than they usually would have. With my men like this, we¡¯re not gonna be able to run, this is our last stand. I beckon one of the youngest soldiers towards me. ¡°I want you to take the prince and get out of here, we¡¯ll keep the dragon here for as long as possible.¡± A confused expression filled his face, a defiant expression replacing it as quickly as it came, when he realized what was being asked of him. ¡°With all due respect sir, even though I¡¯m younger than the rest of them I can fight just as well! Please let me fight with you!¡± My face softens up and my lips turn themselves into a gentle smile. ¡°I¡¯m entrusting this last order to you precisely because you''re just as good and because you¡¯re young, I need you to serve our lord for longer than us old farts can.¡± A complicated expression fills the young knight¡¯s face as he nods and runs off towards the prince. Grabbing the bundle of rags, he sprints into the safety of the trees. ¡°This is not our final battleground men! We will fight and we may be slaughtered but we shall not die! Our bodies may be ruptured apart by the jaws of the beast but we will not die! Our arms may be torn off, our legs broken and our heads bitten off, but we will not die! For we will live forever in the progress of our country!¡± A roar more fierce than a beast''s, rings through the air as all 300 knights readied their hearts for combat. A slight whistle was heard in response to this. ¡°Using ¡®Iron heart¡¯ like that really had a devastating effect. They should be able to fight without any fear now.¡± What was said was drowned out by the roaring of the crowd, but it reached my well trained ears. ¡°If I could lighten the heavy load on these men, even by a little bit, I would give up my life.¡± I said in a simple reply. ¡°Ready your weapons!¡± 05: Surprise We have to keep hidden at least for now. We don¡¯t want to be in the middle of the crossfire when the bullets start whizzing In what way does that look cute¡­ Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. 06: Awakening POV: MC I run my hand over the smooth stone putting a conflicted expression on the adventurers face. ¡°Rose is this the second entity you were talking about?¡± ¡°Like I said, it¡¯s a lot different from the others. Its lifesource is like that of a newborn.¡± Putting two and two together, I deduced what the stone was. Could this be a- ¡°Daddy can we ask it now?¡± ¡°Ask what?¡± Answering my question, the dragon burst through the trees on our right. Without a second of delay, it dashed towards the young adventurer, jaws open, ready to attack. The adventurer froze. The 5 prior painstakingly long years of harsh training he did for his body, did nothing to prepare him for the frightening sight of a fully grown dragon running full speed towards him. Seeing an opportunity, in one quick motion I grab a hold of the stone, ripping it out of the adventurers hands. God I hope I''m not wrong about this¡­ The adventurer snaps out of it. "What in god''s name are you doing!?" Completely ignoring the adventurer that was still incapable of standing, I once again offer the stone to the dragon. ¡°This is your child isn¡¯t it?¡± Making it just in time, the dragon pauses, jaws mere centimetres off the knights vulnerable head. The dragon tilts its head slightly to the right, as if befuddled about my actions. I place the egg on the grassy ground and take steps backwards, pulling both the adventurer and Rose with me. Maybe it''s because of the sudden change in events that had transpired, but with this, the adventurer finally fully snaps out of it. He quickly runs towards the egg, shielding it with his body. This prompts a roar to ring throughout the air, causing the adventurer to shudder uncontrollably. ¡°You won¡¯t take the prince! I promised the captain that I would protect this with my life!¡± What¡¯s this talk about a prince¡­ This is obviously an egg you kidnapped from the dragon... ¡°Hey stop that. You¡¯re seriously gonna get yourself killed.¡±Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Tensions ran high as the dragon once again got into a position ready to attack the open adventurer. ¡°Hey! Do you want to become my pet?¡± With the worst possible timing, Rose had somehow made her way towards the dragon and started to pat it. ¡°I promise that I will treat you well! I¡¯ll feed you everyday, I¡¯ll walk you and I¡¯ll play with you!¡± The dragon perplexed by the sudden development and how a child had snuck up to her, jumped back 10 metres with a thundering leap, its enormous wings displacing huge amounts of air as it flapped back and forth propelling it away from Rose. Using this opening, I sprint towards the adventurer and try to pry him off the egg. Surprisingly he has an iron grip, and I¡¯m unable to make him budge a centimetre. ¡°Rose can you help-¡± I stop my sentence after realizing that Rose is too concentrated on trying to convince the dragon to become a pet, that she¡¯s completely tuned out from everything else. The comical scene of a young girl chasing around a dragon could be seen. An audible sigh escapes my mouth as I give up on trying. While contemplating on how to get the adventurer off the egg, a rustling was heard behind us. I quickly turn around to see the leader of the group stumbling out of the thick forestry. The adventurer¡¯s face lit up with joy. ¡°Captain! I knew you would make it in time! I kept the prince safe, just as you instructed!¡± The captain however, did not reply, instead just standing motionless, with a blank expression on his face. ¡°Captain?¡± The captain once again did not answer, this time crumpling onto the ground like a marionette with it¡¯s strings cut. POV: ??? A deep black engulfs my soul. I can¡¯t see or feel anything, it¡¯s like my senses were all cut off. Nothing happens, but it¡¯s not boring. I can¡¯t do anything, I just exist. It¡¯s tranquil but it¡¯s incredibly lonely. With nothing except myself, this void of life keeps me wanting company. The sense of time doesn''t exist here, I don¡¯t know how long I¡¯ve been here for, it could¡¯ve been a split second, or an eternity. A bright ray of light shines down towards me. A pleasant warmth engulfing me. Warm like a mother¡¯s embrace, it was like nothing I¡¯ve ever felt before. I can feel as my soul grows stronger and stronger and as the light empowers me, information fills my mind. Information about the world and how it functions and about who created me. I awaken in what looks to be a throne room. Looking left and right, I see that I¡¯m accompanied by two other individuals, one which is an undead and one which looks to be a demon. They¡¯re both already up and about, and I recognised them to be my honorable brothers. The undead looks to be of the skeleton variety as everything from his facial features to his arms and legs, are a pristine white bone. He is donned in a long sorcerer robe that slide across the floor, which pulses black and purple as skulls surface on the surface, as if souls were trapped in the very fabric of his clothing. A distinct aura of death could be felt around. I recognized him as my youngest brother. The demon however, looked like a male supermodel. Being more on the thin side, he looked more like the cool type, and he wore a tuxedo that perfectly complemented his body. He looked completely like a human, besides from his long sharp ears, his boney tail that protruded from his behind, and his full black eyes that were concealed under a pair of sunglasses. I recognized him as my eldest brother. ¡°Ahh, so you¡¯re awake. Good morning. As you¡¯ve probably already realized, we have some unwanted guests. We were just about to leave and take care of them, you¡¯re welcome to come join us.¡± Eldest brother spoke in a deep voice in a cool charismatic manner that made you want to do as he said. ¡°Eldest brother, I shall take you up on that offer.¡± As eldest brother had alluded to previously, I too felt the presence of the intruders. Despite having only just met for the first time, it was like we had known each other for years. It felt very comfortable to converse with my siblings, and there was no awkward tension in the atmosphere. ¡°Well then, let¡¯s go.¡± Eldest brother nodded his head to youngest brother, in a signal to start moving out. A magic circle formed under our feet, as a high tier teleportation spell was cast by youngest brother. As the spell activated, our visions blurred, as our bodies were transported towards the intruders on the floor above us. 07:Terror POV: Godfrey Minutes has past since we had lost track of the dragon. It¡¯s not much of a surprise considering we¡¯re racing a dragon on foot, but it¡¯s still excruciatingly painful knowing that the dragon is making good progress towards the prince with us not being able to do a single thing to stop it. Sweat protrudes and pools out of every pore of my body as the metal plating of our armour insulates the heat my body is producing. It¡¯s not that the unit is moving slow in any stretch of the imagination, it¡¯s just that comparatively, the speed at which the unit is capable of moving as a whole is so much slower than a dragons. If I moved at full speed, I could probably catch up but would leaving the unit behind in such a state be acceptable... ¡°Godfrey stop moving! Everyone get into a defensive position!¡± Hearing the command, all 300 soldiers come to a halt, and assume a defensive pose. A large amount of mana starts to collect in front of us, and as it pooled, the surround area started to become distorted, as the greens of the forest and the blues of the skies started to mix. As that distortion grew and grew, eventually becoming something unrecognisable from the beginning sight, it jarringly stopped. Everything went back to it¡¯s previous state, only this time with three humanoids where the mana had pooled. A demon, an undead and a dragonian now joined us. ¡°No way¡­¡± ¡°Hey Alex, isn¡¯t that your teleportation spell?¡± ¡°How is this even possible? It looks extremely like it, but it¡¯s fundamentally different. My spell creates a bubble around us with mana that creates an artificial instance in time and space, letting us able to travel long distances effectively in an instant but this spell single handedly breaks everything we know about our universe.¡±Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! A sound of someone clearing their throats ended our conversation. ¡°Can you gentlemen care to tell me why you have intruded upon our father¡¯s home?¡± The demon stepped forward and started to talk. It was like all the air around me had been sucked away. A heavy pressure pushed down onto my body forcing my body onto it¡¯s knees. Gasping and sucking for oxygen, my mind flew into a panic. Killing intent so intense that it had such an effect on the strongest warrior of the empire, was emitted by the demon in the middle. All of the unit was immediately knocked unconscious, leaving only me to deal with the situation. A deep terror implanted deep into my soul. ¡°Ahh. I am deeply sorry, I didn¡¯t think you individuals were so weak.¡± All that pressure disappeared. So he knocked out the country¡¯s strongest knights just because of a little misjudge in strength... ¡°This is taking too long¡­ Look into my eyes.¡± Taking off his gaudy sunglasses, he forces me to look deep into his eyes. It¡¯s like I¡¯m looking into a blackhole. It looks straight into my soul, sucking up everything. All the strength leaves my body and I almost flop onto the ground, the demon having to catch me mid-fall. ¡°I¡¯ll ask again, why did you come here?¡± POV: ??? After getting all I needed from the bearded fellow I remove the impression I put upon him and start to make preparations to move towards dad, Rose and the dragon. ¡°What just happened¡­ Argh!¡± The bearded fellow scrambled to his feet and ran into the bushes full speed in fear. A tickling forms at the back of my throat and the feeling grows until I can¡¯t hold it in any longer. ¡°HAHAHAHAHA! Did you guys see that! A fully grown muscular man just ran away in fear! That seems very fun, let¡¯s follow him.¡± With a sadistic grin on my face, I rush towards the individual, brothers reluctantly in tow. A giggle escapes my mouth as my mind replays the previous scene repeatedly in my head. Surprisingly, he had instinctively started to move towards the position of dad and Rose, and was moving at a fast pace. Increasing my speed to catch up to him, I¡¯m right next to him in less than 5 seconds. ¡°Running away at the sight of our faces. Didn¡¯t your mother teach you any manners?¡± Sweat is visibly pouring down in buckets on the poor man and as he heard my voice, he jumps and increases his speed. His facial muscles contort into that of pure terror which only makes me want to continue tormenting him. Wanting to see more of his reactions, I continued to trail him whilst emitting a small amount of killing intent causing the knight continued to accelerate. With the increased speed of the knight, we shortly arrive at dad¡¯s position, only the knight faints on the spot, his mind shutting down to prevent further scarring from occurring. 08:Recall POV: MC The demon, dragon and undead that I created before come out of the forestry, each stepping over the unconscious captain. The dragon steps forward and introduces himself with an over the top bow. ¡°Father I wish to introduce myself. I am a member of the dragon race and was created alongside eldest and youngest brother. I am in awe of the sight of your gracious self and am pleased to make your acquaintance.¡± Wow¡­ This one is so uptight¡­ ¡°You can speak and act more loose when talking to me. That of course naturally extends to the two of you as well.¡± Having someone who considered me their father talk to me in such a formal manner felt weird and out of place. ¡°With all due respect father, I cannot fulfill that desire. Acting anything less would be an insult to our creator.¡± A strange but resolute resolve could clearly be seen in the eyes of my creation, and no words that could dissuade him came to mind. Deciding to put this off onto later, I turn to face the real problem here. Rose was still chasing around the dragon from before. Large indents in the grass were left from both parties jumping around faster than the human eye could see, and many trees were left uprooted and tossed aside, overall leaving the impression that a hurricane had passed through here. ¡°Rose, could you please stop chasing around that young mistress. She says that it is most troublesome.¡± ¡°Wait, can you understand what this dragon is saying?¡± ¡°Well of course father! I couldn¡¯t quite consider myself a dragon if I couldn¡¯t understand my brethren and sistren could I?¡±Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. ¡°Can you ask her about what led to the happening of all this?¡± With a succinct nod, my middle son started to converse with the dragon. I think he did anyway. From an outsider''s point of vision, it sounded uncannily like two dogs scoping each other out. Low growls and screeches were exchanged between the two for a full 20 minutes, until the conversation came to a stop. ¡°Father, allow me to explain Olivia¡¯s situation¡­¡± POV: Olivia The repeated sound of a dripping soothed me. My body laid wrapped around my egg, and only the occasional scuttering of a small creature marked any sign of life besides our own. Nothing really bothered us, but the thoughts of what my baby could grow up to be kept me entertained for days on end. A small chuckle escaped my lips as I imagined my child one day doing exactly as I am currently, which made the other lifeforms dart off in a hurry. My nose and ears prickled. The mossy stone walls of the cave we resided in echoed noises well, and with my sharp hearing, it allowed me to detect whenever any intruders trespassed onto my territory. What are these insolent humans doing this time¡­ All of my previous experiences with humanity had not been good. All of them are selfish, manipulative and so full of themselves. Granted I¡¯m pretty young and only have 300 years of experience under my belt, but the way that the humans I have met conducted themselves really got under my skin. Placing and gripping the egg tightly within a gap in my scales, I make my way towards the intruders. Once I¡¯ve arrived, I confront the intruders. There¡¯s a good number of them, but a single good roar should be enough to scare them off. I spread my wings, showing off an impressive wingspan and my jaws snap open, a roar loud enough to pop a human¡¯s eardrums reverberating through the air. Ooo¡­ That might¡¯ve been the best one I¡¯ve done in years... Feeling impressed with myself, my lips extend into a large grin. A sharp pain extends from my rib cage however and when I tilt my head down, I see a spear stabbed shallow between the scales on my chest. With a roar of anger, I push out the spear by tensing the surrounding muscles and jump back a few metres. A numbing sensation spreads around my whole body. I¡¯ve been poisoned¡­ Judging by the effect it¡¯s having on me, it¡¯s got to be at least on the level of basilisk venom. I was too careless... My muscles begin to loosen as the poison runs through my veins at an astounding speed. Dragons sported huge bodies with remarkable healing, but it came at the cost of a heightened blood flow, which was severely detrimental in cases of poison. Although the poison was strong, it wasn¡¯t strong enough to incapacitate me. I throw myself into the intruders and began using everything at my disposal. My claws dig deep into their bodies, my tail sends them hurling and my jaws snap their spines. Many fall before me, but eventually a bearded man who looks to be the leader of the group yells out a command. A large intricate magic circle forms underneath us and looking up I see a mage chanting an incantation. Upon further inspection, I see that my child is in the hands of the intruders. They must¡¯ve gotten their hands on it while I was fighting¡­ Entering a state of full blown panic, I move as fast as possible with my impaired body towards the magician but I don¡¯t make it in time. The spell is completed, and everyone disappears as the space around me distorts. Not giving up however, I imprint the bearded man and the magician¡¯s mana signatures to memory and begin to follow them, a mixture of determination and desperation pushing me forward.