《Gram-Gram's Dungeon》 LAUNCH ANNOUNCEMENT - MARCH 12 I''m so excited to be sharing this work! This has been such a fun project to write, and it''s my first time writing a full dungeon-crawler novel. The story will officially launch on March 12th. Over the course of the first three days (March 12-14), the first fifteen chapters will be posted. After that it will go to the usual release schedule of one chapter a day, Monday through Friday. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! The majority of the book is already written, I expect the rest will be written by the end of the month. Expect around sixty chapters. I''m very happy with this story. It''s meant to something fun to read with minimal gore. The violence is all against monsters that are made from inanimate objects, so don''t expect anything graphic. I hope you enjoy the story when it launches! Chapter 1: Grandma鈥檚 House鈥? I put the car in park and blew out a long exhale, resting my head against the steering wheel. Even after months of knowing this was coming, I didnt feel ready. How could I? How could anyone? Grandma Markss house waited just outside, hollow and lifeless without a dozen grandkids playing games in the front yard. Itd actually been years since those summer days, but they were some of my favorite childhood memories. The oak tree out front still had the rope swing hanging from it, and decorative lights lined the walkway up to the front door, nearly overrun by the flower bushes. They were finally in bloom, unlike how theyd been two months prior when I was here for the funeral. Come on, Madi. You can do this. Its just walking inside, facing all the cousins, collecting a few trinkets, and going back home, I said to myself in hopes of igniting some kind of motivation to get out of the car. Taking one more deep breath, I mustered my strength and opened the car door. A gentle late spring breeze blew past, helping to calm my emotions. I walked up the cracked sidewalk leading to the porch. The welcome mat was worn to the point of being unreadable, and the cushions on the patio chairs looked like theyd been through a lawn mower a few times, but thats how it had always been at Grandmas house. My hand hovered above the doorknob as I braced myself to step back into a memory. Finally twisting it open, I walked into the living room I knew like the back of my hand. One long couch under the main window, and a TV positioned directly across from it with a large collection of DVDs and VHS tapes along a bookshelf next to it. Two armchairs were nestled along the far wall while a lamp with a colorful shade lit the entirety of the space. The only problem was that it wasn''t the room I walked into. In fact, I wouldnt call it a room at all. More of a cave-cabin thingy. The walls were stone, roughly hewn, but cobbled together in what was obviously man-made while the floor was straight dirt. A few glowing orbs provided light, but the ceiling above me was pitch black, a seemingly endless void. Whatever door I used to enter was gone, leaving me stranded in the middle of the cavern. I immediately panicked. This couldnt be It wasnt possible! There was no way that this was a Dungeon?! Dungeons, those crazy monster-infested mazes that started spawning on Earth fifteen years ago What on earth was one doing in Montana? In my late-grandmothers house??? More importantlyClast I checked, at leastCDungeons only accepted Users, not grieving college kids, so why was I here? That couldnt be right. As if in response to that very thought, a blue screen popped up right before me with clear white text. [You have been chosen as a potential System-Integrated-User.] [Based on your current attributes, a temporary class is being assigned to you.] The words disappeared and were replaced by a loading wheel that gave zero indication of how long it was going to take. A potential User? And a temporary class? What did that mean? Was I going to have to earn full status? Was this some kind of test? I took a calming breath and massaged my temples. This was fine. It would all be fine. I could handle tests. Id done plenty of them while at Stanford, but this one was maybe a little more stressful than a final in Calculus given I hadnt even gotten the chance to prepare for it. After another few seconds of staring at the loading wheel on the screen in front of me, I turned to my favorite anxious habit and popped each of my fingers, one by one. Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. Once all ten had been cracked, I was left to study the bland scenery, waiting for that cursed loading wheel to finish. How long was this going to take? I went to check the time on my smartwatch only to realize it wasnt there. Oh, no. No, no, no. I patted my pockets and discovered them empty. No car keys, no wallet, and, most importantly, no phone. Now I was really ready to panic. I wouldnt be able to contact anyone, I had no flashlight, and without my watch, these steps wouldnt even be counted towards my daily goal! It was the absolute worst case scenario. The only thing that pulled me from spiraling into a void of despair was a ding sounding from the screen in front of me. I glanced at it and discovered that the loading wheel of death was through, replaced by another set of words. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 1] [MP: 10/10] [XP: 0/25] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [+] [Agility: 2] [+] [Speed: 1] [+] [Intelligence: 5] [+] [Charisma: 2] [+] [Luck: 1] [+] [Attribute Points Available: 1] [Kinetic mage]? Ive never heard of that kind of [class], I said to myself. I looked around the cavern, wishing someone else was here with me to help me decide what to do with that extra stat point I needed to spend. Huh, well, regardless of how strong my magic is, Ill still need to outrun the monsters, right? So Ill put it in [Speed]. Reaching my hand out, I pressed the [+] next to [Speed]. The number inside went up by one, while the [Points Available:] went to zero and all the [+]''s disappeared. The weird thing was that I didnt feel any different. Shouldnt increasing my [Speed] result in some kind of physical change? Increased lung capacity or strong calf muscles or something? But no. I was still just me, a college sophomore stuck in the Dungeon that mysteriously spawned in her dead grandmas house. What now? I asked aloud. The screen responded to my question, and shifted to a new page. [Skills:] [Push: Level 1] [+] [Pull: Level 1] [+] [Skill Points Available: 1] How am I supposed to decide if I dont even know what these [skills] do? I crossed my arms, hoping the System would understand. It didnt. At least, the screen didnt magically change to present the exact information I wanted, so I assumed it didnt. Okay, fine. Ill figure it out myself. I reached out to the screen and carefully tapped the word [Push], avoiding the little [+] next to it. Just as I suspected, that did the trick, and a new mini screen popped up with a full description of the [Skill]. [Push:] [Pushes a single object or enemy within view up to 5 feet away.] [Cost: 2 MP] Huh. I guess that might be useful for running away. I tapped the little exit icon in the corner and returned to the original [Skill] screen. I then reached out and selected the second [Skill]. [Pull:] [Pulls a single object or enemy within view up to 5 feet closer.] [Cost: 2 MP] Wow. So original. I rolled my eyes and closed out of the mini screen. Truthfully, neither of the [Skills] seemed all that useful for fighting monsters, but [Push] would at least give a chance to escape from them. Why would I ever want to [Pull] a creature who wants to kill me closer to myself? I used the single [Skill Point] on [Push], but once again there was no magical feeling inside to signify it really did anything. The text on the screen remained the same, showing me my two pitiful [Skills] and nothing else. Checking my upgraded [Push], I learned that it could shove opponents as far as 12 feet away now. Alright, System. Whats next? I asked out loud. A notification box appeared on the screen. [Ready to proceed to the tutorial?] [Yes] [No] I wonder if I can just hit No and go back to the real world? I tapped the [No] box, and the notification disappeared. The screen was still there, and I was still in the weird cave by myself. I sighed. Too much to hope for I guess. Bring it back up. Im ready. The notification reappeared, and this time I hit [Yes]. The entire screen disappeared, and a grating sound filled the cavern. I turned to the right and discovered part of the wall slowly collapsing into a doorway, leading into what seemed to be nice, grassy meadow. Time to get this over with. Whether I liked it or not, I was trapped in this stupid Dungeon until I found a way out. I walked towards the newly formed door, but my feet came to a sudden stop as I read the glowing banner hanging high in the sky just outside. [Welcome to Gram-Grams Dungeon!] Chapter 2: Grandma鈥檚 What? A brilliant banner, composed of glowing lights hanging high in the sky with no visible supports, welcomed me to this strange version of Hell I now found myself in. The green grass came up to my ankles, and the sky felt unnaturally blue without any kind of cloud or sun in itConly the banner. [Welcome to Gram-Grams Dungeon!] Gram-Grams what now? When I and the other grandkids were really little, we all used to call Grandma Marks Gram-Gram, but seeing the title hanging in the sky like that made me angry. How dare this Dungeon take such a precious memory and incorporate it into its monster-murder-haven! I had no idea what it wanted with me, but I sure as heck knew that I was going to teach this creep a lesson for disrespecting my grandmothers memory in such an obscene way. This Dungeon being was going to regret ever choosing meC Madison Howard? a whiny voice asked, drawing me from my internal rant. As I turned to look at the speaker, my jaw dropped. It was Grandmas old dog, Alfie. Or rather, a person wearing a hyperrealistic Alfie costume. He had the white fur, the crusty eye boogers, and the glistening nose, but he was also standing on two legs like a Human and over six feet tall. Not to mention he was holding a clipboard in his hands/paws. Still, there was no doubt that this was some perverted version of Alfie. He was even wearing the fraying green and red sweater Grandma had knitted him for his second ever Christmas twenty years prior. The problem was that Alfie died over three years ago, so it was actually just another disturbing addition to this freaky place. Above his head was a title of sorts, floating there just like in a video game. [Dungeon Manager] Alfie? Is that you? I asked in disbelief. Hmph. This is a formal setting so I believe my proper name would be appropriate, Ms. Madison, the dog-man said with a sniff. I rolled my eyes. Sorry. Alfredo? Is that you? Better. He cleared his throat. Madison Howard, you are a second generation descendant of Francine White Marks, and as per her wishes, youve been invited to participate in a the competition forC Per her wishes? I interrupted him. You mean to tell me Grandma Marks wanted me to get sucked into a Dungeon? I dont believe that for a second. Dungeons were terrifying, mazes full of monsters. System-Integrated-Users existed so they could inside and cull the monsters before they overran the Dungeon entrance and came into the world to kill people. The dog-man looked down at his clipboard. Mrs. Marks was very clear in how she wished her System-Integrated-User ability to be passed down. She wanted one of the grandchildren to get it, but she also wanted to ensure it went to someone who could properly utilize it. I chuckled. Her what? Youre not actually trying to tell me that my dear, eighty year old grandmother was a User, are you? Because that would be ludicrous. Alfie peered down at me. Nothing ludicrous about it. Mrs. Francine White Marks was an original System-Integrated-User, chosen during the first year of Advent. I laughed harder. Grandma Marks? A User? That was a good joke. The only monsters Grandma had ever fought was that family of squirrels who moved into her garden seven years ago, and even then itd been obvious the old woman was no fighter. Ms. Madison, compose yourself. This is a serious matter, Alfie chided. I wiped the tears from my eyes that had formed, stilling the last of my giggles. Whatever this Dungeon was doing, it sure as heck didnt know the first thing about my grandmother. Sorry. I took a breath to fully calm myself. Go on AlfieCsorry, Mr. Alfredo. Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. The dog-man glared at me before returning his gaze to his clipboard. Ahem. As I was saying, Mrs. Marks wished for the System-Integration to be passed down to the most worthy of her grandchildren, which is why this temporary Dungeon was formed upon her death and you received a temporary class. The first grandchild to successfully complete the Dungeon will be awarded System-Integration, becoming a User as you so crassly put it, and given a full class. They will also be given the one and only title of [Grandmas Favorite]. Did you say first? You mean this is a competition? My palms started to sweat. I was already dreading seeing most of my cousins again, but now I was going to have to compete with them in some twisted life-or-death game for something as stupid as becoming a User? Yes. Mrs. Marks was a single System-Integrated-User, and thus she was only able to pass on a single System-Integration. Alfie tossed the clipboard behind him, but instead of crashing into grass, it disappeared into thin air. Before I could ask him about the mysterious clipboard, he clapped his paws together and began speaking again. Now that weve clarified that, lets move on to the official tutorial. Obviously you wont make it very far unless you understand the [temporary class] youve been granted. Alfie waved his hand, and the blue screen appeared in front of me once again. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 1] [MP: 10/10] [XP: 0/25] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [Agility: 2] [Speed: 2] [Intelligence: 5] [Charisma: 2] [Luck: 1] [Attribute Points Available: 0] This is your physical overview. [MP] stands for Mana Points, and it is used for activating skills. Be careful not to run out as hitting zero will have physical consequences. It currently regenerates at one point per a minute, but that will improve as you level up. [XP] is a measure of how close you are to the next level. I trust you understand the purpose of the basic attributes? Alfie asked. Yeah. Of course. Ive played video games before, I said. Great. You will get an [Attribute Point] every time you level up which you can place into one of them. As you are a [Kinetic Mage], you will find [Intelligence] and [Agility] to be your most important stats. Alfie waved his paw-hand-thing, and the screen flipped to the next tab. [Skills:] [Push: Level 2] [Pull: Level 1] [Skill Points Available: 0] These are your current [skills]. It varies from [class] to [class], but you will gain a new [skill] approximately every three to five levels. Every level you will gain a [Skill Point] you can use to level up a current [skill] and improve its effects. To activate a skill, simply say its name with the clear intent to use it. Do you understand? Yeah. Ive got it. I crossed my arms, unimpressed with the [Dungeon Managers] prickly tone. I wasnt exactly the idiot he was making me out to be, after all I was an engineering student at Stanford University. Great. He clapped his paws, making the screen disappear. Lets practice each [skill] to ensure you can use them correctly. Alfie pointed at the ground about ten feet away, and then a small bullseye target popped out of the ground. Use each [skill] once on the target. Seems easy enough, I said, turning to face it. I shook my shoulders out and then pointed at the target. Push. Nothing happened. Remember, you must have clear intent behind the command. Try again. Ill show you clear intent, mangy dog, I murmured. Once again I pointed at the target and spoke the command, [Push], but this time I made sure to think extra hard [Push] at the same time. An indescribable feeling flew from my fingertips, and the target jumped back twelve feet and then fell over, sending a puff of grass up around it. I fist pumped the air. It worked! The weird-magic-[Skill] did the thing! That was crazy! Maybe thats how it felt to be a Jedi and use the force! Wow. Great job, Alfie said sarcastically. He twirled his finger/paw/thing, and the target came back to its original position. Now the other one, if you please Ms. Madison. I shook my head. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the dog house. Alfie growled quietly. The [skill], Ms. Madison. I sighed and pointed at the target again. [Pull]. Now that I had the trick of what it meant to use clear intent, it wasnt hard to activate the [skill]. That same magical feeling escaped from my hand, and the target rushed through the grass, leaving shallow trenches as it went and ending five feet closer to me than where it started. Well, this System-Integration thing isnt so bad after all, I said, putting my hands on my hips. That was a pretty easy tutorial. Its not over yet, Ms. Madison. Now you must put these [skills] into practice. I looked at Alfie with wide eyes, and he gestured behind me. Turning, I came face-to-face with my first, real-live monster. Chapter 3: Worst Tutorial EVER I took a step back as the thing lumbered towards me. Green, tall, and stringy. Just blades of grass knitted together to form a stocky body which craved my deathCprobably craved my death. I didnt take the time to ask it. The legs and arms were disproportionately long compared to the rest of the body, making it just that much freakier, and there wasnt any real face, just slightly thicker grass forming an oblong head. Just above its head hung a set of words. [Grass Clippings] [Level 0] If Id seen this creature in a movie or video game, I might have laughed at the idea of calling it a monster, but being there in real life really put things into perspective. Alfie! What the heck! You cant just spring a monster on me. Im not ready, I cried, stumbling backwards from the grass-thing approaching me. The form reminded me of the fake body some of the younger cousins made from the grass clippings left on the lawn after Grandma took over mowing when Grandpa passed away. Grandma was too old for that kind of chore, but she refused to let anyone help her which is why her lawn had been full of cut grass since she never properly emptied the bag. I was old enough that I didnt play outside anymore, but my little brother and cousins sure enjoyed playing in the leftovers, from making piles to jump into to having grassball fightsCneedless to say the balls didnt hold together all that well, but that never stopped little boys from trying. The dog-man snorted and said nothing. Alfredo! Come on. Get rid of this guy and let me prepare a little first, I pleaded. The best way to learn is by doing. Its a low level monster, Ms. Madison. Im confident youll perform adequately, he said, keeping his arms crossed. And if not, youll get there on the next attempt. Next attempt?!? Does that mean I cant die? I asked, still moving away from the encroaching grass-being. Dying here will reset the tutorial. Dying in the Dungeon will reset you to the start. Mrs. Marks didnt wish for any permanent harm to come to anyone, Alfie said with a sigh, almost like he was disappointed that I was guaranteed to come out of this physically unharmed. And given the unique nature of this Dungeon, there will be no treasure. No risk, no reward. Thats not to say that the emotional and mental damage wouldnt hang around, but at least I could rest assured that Id someday escape this Dungeon with all my limbs intact. There is no escape from this fight, Ms. Madison. Alfie was several yards away since Id continued to my trek away from the [Grass Clippings], though the monster remained honed in on me, continually making its way to me. I dont even have a weapon! How am I supposed to kill it? I pointed out. You dont need a weapon. You have [skills], the dog-man said. Useless ones! I suppose it would be you out of everyone who would insist on doing this the hard way. From the corner of my eye, I watched Alfie wave both paws, and then the ground began to shake. I fell to the ground, landing roughly on my behind, but the [Grass Clippings] stayed upright, taking shaky steps towards me. I crawled backwards, not caring about how ridiculous I must look, with my eyes trained on the monster coming to kill me. My heart nearly stopped when my outstretched hand ran into an impassable obstacle. I turned around to see that circular rock wall now surrounded me and the grass-being, trapping us close together. Alfie stood at the top of the wall, which was high enough and smooth enough that I would never be able to climb out. Im sorry to do this to you, Ms. Madison, but you must fight and complete the tutorial, the dog-man said, peering down at me from the safety of his wall. You suck big time, Alfie. I glared up at him, but I didnt have long to drill my rage into him before an arm of grass swung out towards me. Yelping, I sank all the way to the ground, my arms flying up to protect my head. The edge of the [Grass Clippings] arm swiped along my arm, causing what felt like a dozen papercuts along my forearms. I tried to crawl away, but the thing was already taking another swing at me, and I was forced to flatten myself all the way to the ground in the regular non-killer grass. [Skills], Ms. Madison. Use your [skills], the annoying Dungeon-master-dog-reincarnation-jerk said from above me. As the [Grass Clippings] reached down towards me, I put both hands up and shouted, [Push]. The fear and desperation coursing through my veins fueled the clear intent part of the activation, and I felt the magic dance from my palms. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. The monster flew upwards several feet and then landed four yards away on its back. I scampered up to my feet, keeping my hands pointed at my enemy. Nervous giggles escaped as I brushed a brown stand of hair from my face that had fallen from my ponytail. I did it. I actually didC The excited words were caught in my throat as the [Grass Clippings] rustled and slowly sat up. This fight wasnt over yet. Oh, youve got to be kidding me? Isnt this thing level 0? How is it not dead? I complained. You need to inflict actual damage, the [Dungeon Manager] advised me. Actual damage, clear intent. I wished this whole Dungeon would just go jump off a cliff and save me from enduring anymore of this stupidity and danger. Unfortunately, I wasnt able to share my current thoughts about this tutorial with Alfie as I still had a grass-monster coming after me. He made it only a couple of steps before I used [Push] on him again. He slid backwards through the grass, but he was able to keep his feet, and it hardly slowed him down. How was I supposed to inflict real damage when all I had for skills were [Push] and [Pull]? All that they seemed useful for was kneading bread dough. I took a breath and glanced around the small arena we were in. One thing I learned from video games was to lean into the environment when facing an overly tough boss. (And yes, I knew that this was only the tutorial, but it was my first time fighting so give me a break, okay?) Just a ring of stone around a level grassy field. No rocks to fling at it, no columns to hide behind, nothing but the open ground and the stupid walls trapping us inside. Wait a second, walls! I could use those, right? It would just take some proper positioning and then I could flatten this guy like a bug against the rock. Easy peasy. I jogged to the side, putting myself dead center of the arena. I then turned back to the [Grass Clippings] and [Pushed] him away. He slid back only seven or so feet, but he was right next to the wall now. [Push!] My [skill] threw him all the way against the wall, plastering him into the stone just like I planned. Only it didnt kill him. Sure, he froze up for a second or two, but he still managed to unpeel himself from the rock. I put my hands back out. [Push]. He flung back into the wall. Maybe I just needed to really steamroll him. [Push]. [Push]. Each use pressed the [Grass Clippings] back against the wall, but it was obvious he was still alive and more or less undamaged. Clearly this was not the solution Id hoped it would be. Alfie, this isnt working. Let me out of here! I kept my eyes on the grass-monster who was unsticking himself from the stone. You must finish the tutorial, Ms. Madison. That is the rule. Perhaps you should try using your second [skill] as well, the white furred dog-man said. I rolled my eyes. And what? [Pull] him closer? Because thats so helpful. Alfie didnt say anything, leaving me to figure the solution to this out by myself. That was fine. I could do this. I just had to pretend it was a really hard test problem, only this one happened to quite literally be a life or death situation. First things first, what did I know about the problem? Well, it was a monster made of grass, classified as a level 0, so it couldnt be that tough to kill. I didnt have anything sharp or else Id just cut it since grass wasnt durable. It was so weak, it could casually be torn apart by hand. That was it! Torn apart! I couldnt flatten it to death, but maybe I could rip it apart. Except that this was sharp grass that I couldnt grab without injuring my hands, and even if I did get a good hold on it, this looked a lot tougher than what someone with [1 Strength] could tear apart. Alfie had said to use my [skills], specifically to use my second [skill] as well. Alfie, can I use two [skills] at once? I asked. The dog-man huffed. Yes. You just have to maintain concentration and make sure to use clearC Intent. I understand that part. Thank you! I smiled at the [Grass Clippings] shuffling towards me. He was a lot less scary now. More of a nuisance honestly, but one I knew how to rid myself of finally. Putting both hands out, I positioned them to be stacked, my left pointing at the grass-mans head and my right pointing at his feet. [Push]. [Pull]. I trusted the System to understand what I wanted. A sensation fluttered through both handsCsomething slightly different in each, but not in a way could I possibly explainCand [Push] from my left hand grabbed his upper body while the [Pull] from my right hand took hold of the lower body. The [Grass Clippings] was ripped in half, directly at its middle, and immediately he disintegrated into a pile of torn grass strands which scattered throughout the arena. A small blue box appeared in the corner of my vision with white text, giving me what I took to be notifications. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [5 XP Gained] I threw my hands in the air. Lets go! I did it! For real this time! The ground shook as the arena walls came down, but I managed to keep my feet. Alfie walked towards me with a bored look on his face. Congratulations on defeating your first opponent. This concludes the tutorial. The notifications box reappeared. [Tutorial Complete!] [20 XP Gained] [Level Up!] A chill passed over me, and I looked down to see that the cuts on my arms had healed, leaving the unblemished fair skin as it should be. Sweet! That means I''m level 2 now! I grinned from ear to ear. He hadnt mentioned that leveling up meant getting automatically healed. That was a great perk. Thank you for your help by the way. The dog-man sighed. It appeared necessary if I wanted you to ever move on. Now that you are through the tutorial, you will be sent to the waiting room with the other competitors until everyone has arrived. Good luck with your future endeavors. Waiting room? I asked, but it was too late. He waved a paw, and the floor beneath me disappeared. Chapter 4: The Waiting Room from Heck I fell through a black void, air rushing by as I screamed and flailed about, preparing for my eminent death. There was nothing to grab onto, and last I checked, I didnt suddenly gain the ability to fly. The fall lasted for almost a full ten seconds before the blackness below opened into a perfect circle, and I found myself falling from the ceiling of a wide tiled room. Just before I splattered against the floor, my descent slowed until my feet gently settled on the ground. Taking deep breaths, I bent over and grabbed my knees for support as I tried to calm my pounding heart. Freaking Alfie and his magic paw-waving. He should have at least given me some warning. Mads! a friendly voice called out. I stood up all the way, still catching my breath and smiling in relief as my little brother, Peter ran up towards me. He was a gangly eighteen year old, towering a full seven inches above me to be almost six feet tall exactly. We both shared the typical Howard-brown hair and hazel eyes, and I was a bit proud of myself as I noticed that my skin was a tad tanner than hisCthough in his defense, I lived in a much warmer climate so it was easier for me to get outside early in the year. Hi, Peter. I wrapped my arms around his skinny torso. Its good to see you. I guess youve already been through the tutorial if youre here. Yep. Thats the requirement to get into the waiting room. When do you think Beth will get in? he asked. I shrugged. She said she was close to being on her way when I called, but that was a while ago, and you know how Bethany is. Shes not bringing Andrea, is she? No. She told me she was leaving the baby home with Ethan for the day, I said. I glanced around the room, avoiding too much eye contact with the plethora of cousins near me. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all tiled, but it was a conglomeration of all the tile types ever found in Grandma Marks house, ranging from the old cream ones on her kitchen floor to the mint green ones that were in the guest shower to the brown and black ones that made up the entryway floor. It was honestly super ugly to see all the tile varieties mixed together with no discernable pattern, and staring at it added to my stress-induced headache. Thats good. I dont know if great-grandkids are included in the competition, and Im not sure if the System is a good babysitter, Peter said. I wouldnt trust that freaky version of Alfie with anything I valued, much less a toddler, I agreed. How long have you just been sitting around here? Is there anything for us to do or is it really just waiting? I noted with disappointment that this waiting room didnt even offer the courtesy of chairs. Daisy and Landon were the first ones here, but I got in third. Darlene took a couple tries to best the tutorial, so she showed up late. Everyone has trickled in over the past hour or so. Peter gestured to all our cousins stuck in the room with us. A brief count revealed that ten out of the twelve grandkids were here. We were just waiting on BethanyCmine and Peters older sisterCand Fern, the youngest of all the cousins. Hey Madi! Youre here finally. Landon walked up to me and Peter. He was of average height and build with platinum blond hair. Good to see you, Landon, I said. Landon and I were the same age and had graduated high school together three years prior. I heard you were among the first ones here. He grinned. Yeah. Daisy and I walked in together, but I finished the tutorial before her. Pretty crazy how this all happened, isnt it? I blew out a long breath. Yeah. I definitely never would have expected that Grandma was a User. I did say that she must have had some kind of superpower to get rid of those garden squirrels, Peter reminded us. Yeah, but you were also eleven at the time. I rolled my eyes. Honestly, I just want to get through this and get back to the real world. Do you think time is frozen or something? I mean, I dont want to be stuck in here for weeks. Landon chuckled. That eager to get back to college, Mads? Its summer break. I have an internship that starts next month, and its kind of important Im there for it. The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Psh. Your desk job can wait. Were talking about the chance to become a User. Peters hazel eyes burned with excitement and desire. Who cares about that? Being a User probably sucks, I said. Come on, Madi. Even you dont believe that. Users get epic powers and all the money and fame they could ever want. Its a dream come true for anyone, Landon argued. I crossed my arms. Thats only if you go fight in Dungeons, which is rather risky. Its only the Users who survive who become celebrities. The rest are just dead. I guess we know who wont be getting the System-Integration. Landon looked at Peter with a smile. Before I could continue the argument, a scream tore through the room. We all looked up to the ceiling where a hole opened, and a small girl tumbled out. Fern, a ten year old with jet black hair pulled back into two pigtails. She was screaming and crying all the way to the floor, and even once she was safe, she continued to shout. Her older sister, Blossom, was the first at her side, quickly consoling her. Two more we can cross off the list of real competitors. Peter nodded at the pair. Thats not fair. I crossed my arms. I mean, okay, probably Fern wont do well. But Blossom is a cheerleader which means shes athletic enough to keep up with you. Peter and Landon both laughed. Yeah, sure Peters voice trailed off. I still cant believe Grandma Marks wanted this. She hated when anyone argued about anything in her house, but apparently her final wish was that all the grandkids compete in some stupid Dungeon for a meaningless title, I said. Someone has to get the System-Integration. This is the fairest way of deciding who. Landon patted my shoulder. Its okay that you might lose at something, Madi. Thats part of life. This is Ms. Stanford youre talking to, Landon. You should waste your breath elsewhere, Peter said. I shoved his hand off me. You two are such jerks. Oo, sounds like we hit a nerve. Peter gave a fake grimace. I could have hit my brother, and I very well might have if we werent interrupted by another hole in the ceiling. This time it was Bethany, who dropped out gracefully, as if she didnt mind at all magically falling through a void. My older sister landed on her feet and immediately made her way to our circle with a soft smile. Her pony hair was in one long braid with a couple of curled strands pulled out to really sell the farm-girl aesthetic. Hi Beth. I grabbed her in a hug. Hi guys. I guess Im the last one. Some secret Grandma was keeping, huh? she said. No kidding, I muttered. Madi is upset because she doesnt want to compete for the title. She just thinks it should be given to her because shes the most successful grandkid, Peter said in a mocking tone. Bethany smirked. Sounds like someones projecting. Alfies voice sounded throughout the whole room, drawing everyones attention to the large, floating hologram against the far wall of the dog-man. The last participant has arrived. The competition will begin in one minute. Please use this time for any final preparations, he said. His image was then replaced by a countdown in that same type of floating text as the rest of the System stuff. [1:00] [0:59] I rubbed my sweaty hands against my jeans. My earlier nerves returned in full force. Even though I had my siblings and cousins around me to join me in this excursion, I still felt very alone and overwhelmed. Bethany put an arm around my shoulder. Relax, Madi. Were in this thing together. Right, Peter? Right, Landon? She glared at the other two. Sorry. I already promised to team up with Daisy and Darlene. Samuel is going with Norris and CJ, though. Those three seem to think their Minecraft addiction will make them pros at this thing, Landon said. Do I have to be on your team just because Im your brother? Peter asked. Bethany smiled at him with fake innocence. No, Peter. You get to be on our team just because you''re our brother. I guess Blossom will take Fern with her, and then that just leaves Colby. Think hell go with his sisters? I asked. Landon scoffed. I doubt that. I guarantee hell go off on his own even if he even participates. Hes still pissed that Grandma wouldnt give Grandpas Ford to him for free. Cant we join you and your sisters, Landon? Bethany asked, voicing my exact thoughts. He made a face. This is a competition, Beth, so Right. You want the jackpot for yourself, I filled in for him. Landon nodded. Sorry. But Ill try to help out when I can. With that, he abandoned our circle to join his older and younger sister who waited a few yards away. Just us three then. The Howard kids unite. Bethany put her hand in the center. Howard kids, I agreed, adding my hand. I nudged Peter who sighed and grudgingly joined our cheer. We chanted Howard kids and raised our hands up just as the countdown hit [0:00]. The wall it had been projected against disappeared, creating an entrance to Gram-Grams Dungeon. Chapter 5: First Time in a Real Dungeon Come on, Bethany shouted, taking off at a sprint towards the open door. Peter was right with her, his long legs easily matching her stride while I lagged behind. It wasnt that I couldnt run fast, I just wasnt all that eager to sprint to what could be my sort-of-death. However, it seemed I was the only one who was hesitant since the rest of my cousins were dashing forwards as well. Samuel, CJ, and Norris were the first three to reach the entrance, all teenage boys who frequently played video games together. Next was Landon, Daisy, and Darlene, this trio at the tail of the other one. My group with my two siblings was next, followed by Blossom and Fern who were limited by Ferns youth. Colby lingered in the waiting room, but I didnt pay much attention to him and his brooding to focus instead on the Dungeon as we crossed the threshold between it and the waiting room. The mismatched tiled walls abruptly gave way to a dirt floor and roughly cobbled walls like the area I first began this adventure in. The ceiling was a pitch black void with no discernable end while white floating orbs far overhead provided light to the wide passage. As I ran into this new cavern, a notification appeared in the corner of my vision, and, based on the reactions of those around me, a similar thing happened to everyone who stepped outside the waiting room. [New Quest!] [The Ultimate Goal:] [Reach the end of Gram-Grams Dungeon and claim the title of Grandmas Favorite!] [Reward: System-Integration] That title is ours! CJ shouted from up ahead, his group still leading the charge down the hallway. Peter had overtaken Landon and his sisters, though Bethany and I lagged behind given our shorter legs and general lesser fitness compared to him. My older sister ran on with determination so I followed suit, even if I thought it stupid to run head first into whatever was waiting ahead. My eyes had to remain trained on the ground so I didnt trip over any of the random rocks lying in the dirtCseriously, why would the Dungeon have such a stupid obstacle to an empty corridor?? This thing really was out to make life as difficult as possible for us. Watching my feet meant I was unaware when the people in front of me came to a stop, and I barrelled straight into Bethany and Darlene, knocking the latter over completely. Watch it, Madi, Darlene growled. She was Peters age, but she had little to do with my younger brother since she was in all the honor classes while Peter was well, he was Peter. She shared the same blonde hair as Landon and Daisy, a family trait based from both Grandma and Grandpa Marks. Sorry. I held a hand out and helped her to her feet. She gave me one last scoff and then stepped closer to her older sister and offered me a small smile of forgiveness. With the apology out of the way, I could finally see what caused the accident in the first place. I stood on my tippy toes to see over all heads and shoulders in front of me and discovered that the wide cavern expanded into what felt like an open field of straight dirt. The rock walls remained at our backs, and in the distance I noticed a few pillars of stone, but other than that, there was nothing to denote direction. Where do we go now? Peter asked from the front. As if in response to that very question which was on everyones minds, another notification popped up. [New Quest!] [First to the First Boss:] [Find and defeat the First Floor Boss before any other team.] If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. [Reward: Bonus Skill] This couldnt be easier, Norris said from ahead. You chumps dont stand a chance against the might of team Big Money. The other two boys on his team high-fived him as the three of them dashed away, going straight as if they were confident that was where the boss waited. Come on, Blossom. We cant let CJ and Norris beat us! Fern called out as the little ten year old ran after them. Her older sister shook her head and followed, muttering complaints as she went. I looked at Daisy, Darlene, and Landon. You guys want to go right or left? Well take the other direction. I wasnt so sure that the boss would be in the most obvious location, and even if it did, I had no interest in competing with the three stooges to get there first. My only goal was to survive this whole endeavor with my sanity intact so I could go back to my regular life and get to that NASA internship. Im left-handed so well go left, Landon declared without a moment of hesitation. Good luck guys. Same to you! Bethany called out as our last three cousins separated from us. There was still no sign of Colby, but I wouldnt put it past him to sulk in the waiting room the rest of time if he set his mind to it. The only thing that outweighed his dumbness was his stubbornness. He was even more stubborn than Grandma Marks had been. Peter shook his head. This is a competition guys, a real one, not one to see who can be the most friendly. Were never going to win if you keep this up. Bethany shoved him. I care a lot more about the cousins I grew up with than some stupid System, Peter, and you should too. Whatever. He turned to the right to take off, but I grabbed his arm. Wait a second. We should make a plan or something. We have no idea what we might run into out there, I said. My gosh, Mads. Not everything needs your nerd touch. Lets just figure it out as we go. No. Shes right. Thats a good idea, Madi. Everyone pull up your screen and lets talk [classes], [skills], and [stats], Bethany said. Since she was the oldest, her word was law. Peter moaned and rubbed a hand along his face. Why did I end up with you two? As much as I wanted to have a fun little insult battle with my baby brother, I chose to be the bigger person and ignore him to instead pull up my status screen as Bethany commanded. It just took a thought with clear intent to get that blue screen before me. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 2] [MP: 15/15] [XP: 0/50] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [+] [Agility: 2] [+] [Speed: 2] [+] [Intelligence: 5] [+] [Charisma: 2] [+] [Luck: 1] [+] [Attribute Points Available: 1] Oh, right. I forgot about my level up and the new [Attribute Point]. Where should I put it? I was hoping my siblings could help me figure out how to maximize this set up with my class. What [class] are you? Bethany asked. [Kinetic Mage]. Peter laughed. Of course even your [class] is the nerdiest thing Ive ever heard of. What even is a [Kinetic Mage]? Something a lot cooler than whatever lame [class] you got, I said. You wish. Im a [Dual Fighter], with level two in [Swordsmanship] and [Archery], Peter proudly proclaimed. Bethany blew out a long breath. I might be the weak link in this thing. Im a [Sorcerer of Peace] with my [Shield] at level two and my other [skill], [Calm] still at level one. I guess I can put my new [Skill Point] there. Its probably best to even them out. Im not sure about that. Mine are [Push] and [Pull], and [Push] seems a lot more useful than [Pull] in a crisis. I dont have any weapons so pulling a monster closer is stupid, right? I mean, I was able to use both to tear the [Grass Clippings] apart, but I dont think that will work on anything tougher, I said. Yeah. And if it did, thats not an image I want to see. Bethany grimaced. I already used all my points because I wasnt late like you guys. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes again as I looked back down at my screen. I guess Ill put my next [Attribute Point] in [Speed] again. I think that one is going to prove useful. Useful for running away, Peter murmured. I continued to ignore him as I hit the [+] and upgraded my [Speed]. I then navigated to the [Skills] tab and upgraded [Push] just as I planned. Bethany made her adjustments, and then she clapped her hands together. Okay. I think our [Skills] are aligned with fighting from a distance. Madi, you can keep the enemies back, Peter can take them out with his [Archery], and Ill keep everyone safe with [Shield]. Does that work? she asked. Good plan, Beth. I like it, I said with a smile. She used to play a lot of D&D so I trusted that she would be good at figuring this kind of stuff out. Whatever. Can we go kill monsters now? Peter raised his eyebrows. Bethany gestured to the right. Lead the way. My brother jogged off with Bethany and I right behind him. Chapter 6: Plan of Attack The gentle dirt hills continued as my siblings and I ran deeper into the first floor of the Dungeon. The cobbled walls of the entrance disappeared long ago, and it was only the occasional clump of boulders that broke up the horizon of nothing. It would be really easy to get lost in here, I realized with a shiver. I tried to comfort myself by reminding myself that all we had to do to get back was turn around, but I had a sinking feeling that it wouldnt be that easy. Wed been jogging for about ten minutesCI was coated in sweat and breathing hard at that pointCwhen Peter came to an abrupt stop and pointed straight ahead. Look. Monsters. His voice was nearly giddy as though he wanted to die some horrific death against the fangs of whatever heinous creation this Dungeon came up with this time. I looked to where he pointed and breathed in relief. It was a pile of grass which meant it couldnt be any worse than [Grass Clippings] like what I faced in the tutorial. With Peter and Bethany at my side, one of those guys would be a piece of cake. My confidence faltered slightly as the grass pile fluttered and split apart, becoming not just one [Grass Clippings], but four of them. Okay, maybe this would be slightly tougher than I originally thought. Still, level 0 [Grass Clippings] couldnt be too hard to deal with, regardless of numbers. [Archery], Peter declared loudly. I glanced over at him to see a bow appear in his hands and a quiver along his back. He nocked an arrow and drew the bowstring back with ease, as though hed done it all his life. Bethany and I both stood at the ready with our hands up, but there wasnt much either of us could do at the moment. Peter let his arrow fly, and it smacked the frontmost [Grass Clippings] in the middle of the head and then went completely through the head, landing in the dirt behind it. The monster looked unbothered except for a few broken grass strands along his face. Uh, Peter? I said, watching the creatures lumber towards us. It didnt work. Thats not my fault. This was Beths plan. He already had a second arrow nocked. I didnt want to throw Peters shot off, but I also didnt want to get overrun by the monsters so I pointed my hand and aimed at some of the back ones. Five more [Grass Clippings] had appeared, bringing the total number of enemies to nine. [Push], I said clearly. From my side, Bethany called up her [Shield] ability. The moment the magic left my fingers, Beths [Shield] appeared in front of me, a glowing yellow wall. A strange thunk sounded, and the next thing I knew, I was getting tossed backwards into the dirt, landing flat on my back. I sat up and stared at my siblings who were both ten feet away from me now. The [Shield] rebounded my own [Push] against me. Beth! Come on. Watch where you put that thing, I called out as I got to my feet. Youre the one who didnt say you were going to start [Pushing] things, she replied, her hand still outstretched to maintain the thick shield. It was about five feet across and seven feet high. Well, you didnt say you were putting a [Shield] up either. I jogged up to them, going to the opposite side of Peter to avoid being behind the [Shield]. Shut up and do something to help. These arrows arent working. Peter loosed another shot which sunk into a [Grass Clippings] chest, but even lodged there, it did nothing to slow the creature. Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. I can tear them apart with my two [skills], I offered. As long as Bethany isnt going to [Shield] the monsters from it. You do that. Beth, you cover me and keep these guys from tearing me apart. Peter dropped his bow, but it disappeared before it reached the ground, the quiver dematerializing alongside it. Im going to do some real damage. [Swordsmanship]. A longsword appeared in Peters hands, and he wasted no time dashing into the thick of the monsters, raising his blade high. Bethanys [Shield] disappeared from protecting no one, and she jogged to be closer to Peter. I stayed where I was so I could have a good view of the fight, and I focused my attention on the outer [Grass Clippings] so I wasnt interfering with Bethanys and Peters flow. Keeping my eyes locked on my first target, I put both hands out, positioning them the best I could to match what I wanted. [Push]. [Pull]. The magic flew from my hands, each [skill] with just a slightly different feeling, and the [Grass Clipping] I focused on tore in half and then exploded into a shower of broken grass strands. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [5 XP Gained] Immediately after that notification, another one with the same message appeared below it, and I glanced over to see that Peter had sliced his way through his first enemy. It seemed we would all get equal [XP] from fighting together, regardless of who killed the most. That was a nice perk. I didnt spend too long appreciating the Dungeons one small kindness in catering to team tactics as I went back to tearing apart [Grass Clippings]. The notification box in the corner of my vision continually dinged, as both Peter and I killed off the monsters. My brother sliced through the final [Grass Clipping], and then lowered his sword down with a broad grin on his face. See? Thats how you kill monsters. Im a one man army. Hey, I helped too. I took out three of them by myself, I reminded him. And Bethany kept you from getting sliced apart. This was a group effort. Every band needs a frontman. Peter released the sword which dematerialized like his other equipment from earlier. How lucky we are to have you, Bethany said dryly. She sighed. That was a little chaotic at the start. Sorry my strategy didnt work out. I shrugged. We had to try something to start off. But now were close to our next level, right? Nine [Grass Clippings] at [5 XP] each puts us each at [45 XP]. Were only [5 XP] away now. Peter flexed his arm. Thats a single [Grass Clipping]. Why dont we go find one now? Im just getting warmed up. And how much [MP] do you still have? Bethany crossed her arms. That was a good point. I pulled up my status screen and grimaced. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 2] [MP: 1/15] [XP: 45/50] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [Agility: 2] [Speed: 3] [Intelligence: 5] [Charisma: 2] [Luck: 1] [Attribute Points Available: 0] I had a single [MP] left after that fight. Yeah. Im at one. I wont be able to fight for a while. Exactly. Im down to my last three [MP], Bethany agreed. Peter? He sighed. Two [MP] is all. He threw his hands in the air. This sucks. How are we supposed to progress when were capped by our stupid [MP]? Why would a [Dual Fighter] even use [MP]? Shouldnt it be stamina or something instead? This is just a [temporary class], I said. Maybe it was easier for everyone to use the same basic things like [MP]. But itll recover. It shouldnt take that long. Whatever, Peter grumbled as he kicked at the piles of dead grass leftover from the [Grass Clippings]. Dont pout, Peter. We did really good. This was only our first fight. Well get stronger after we level up, and then itll be easier to keep fighting for longer, Bethany said. She tried to put her arm around his shoulders, but he shrugged it off. I gestured to the bland dirt and rocks surrounding us. Besides, there arent any monsters around here to fight right now. It took us like ten minutes to find these ones. If we just keep going, but at a walk, well recover our [MP] in time for the next fight. Bethany walked up to the nearest pile of boulders and patted it. Exactly. Why dont we sit for a couple of minutes, and then keep going? Before I could agree with her idea, the rocks under her hand began to vibrate. Bethany backed away as I held my hands up, watching with a gaping mouth as the rocks coalesced into a disjointed humanoid form. [Rocky] [Level 1] Chapter 7: [Rocky] My heart pounded in my chest as I stared up at the newest enemy the Dungeon created for me and my siblings. Instead of a pile of rocks, it was now some type of golem, with large stones held together by only magic. The arms were on the stubby side but still thick, and the guys legs were so wide around I wouldnt have been able to wrap my arms around one of them all the way. Beth, get away from that thing! I kept my hands at the ready, but I only had [1 MP] so it wasnt like I could do anything useful. Peter fired a useless arrow at the beast which harmlessly bounced off the stones which made it up. I guess I shouldnt say useless. It did a great job pissing the rock monster off, and [Rocky] took that anger out on Bethany who for whatever reason was still standing near it, hands pointed at it. Ah, she must be casting [Shield], I realized. The yellow wall appeared, protecting her from the incoming blow. Except [Rockys] cobbled fist slammed through the [Shield] and into her, sending her backwards a dozen feet. Bethany! I ran to my sister. Peter distracted the monster by tossing small stones from the dirt at him, and while they didnt do any real damage, they kept [Rocky] from completely pummeling Bethany. I reached Beths side and yanked to her feet. You should have ran. He must have a higher level attack than your [Shield]. She shook her head. Yeah. I figured that out for myself. Thanks. I pushed her away from the fight. Come on, Peter. Lets get out of here. What? We cant run away! We have to defeat this guy. Think of all the [XP] well get from it, he said. Yeah, and think of all the [XP] well lose if we die. I motioned him away. Lets live to fight another day. Peter chucked one last rock at [Rocky] before turning tail and joining us in our retreat. [Rocky] marched after the three of us, but his legs were not designed for running, and we quickly out paced him. We stopped at the top of the second hill away from the monster to catch our breaths. Bethany sat in the dirt and wiped a couple of tears which fell. I sat next to her. Are you okay? That looked like a rough hit. She nodded. Im fine. It hurt, but I dont have any broken bones. Just a few bruises. It mostly scared me, being tossed around that easily. Yeah. This whole thing is terrifying. I glanced up at Peter who paced next to us. Sit down, Peter. Lets take a quick break to regroup and refocus. Once we have our [MP] back up, we can take [Rocky] on again. No. We should go find more [Grass Clippings] so we can level up, he argued, remaining on his feet. A level up will heal Beth and allow us to improve our [skills]. I blinked at my brother in surprise. That was a very mature idea, and I was a little shocked he was able to think so clearly given how adamant hed been about killing everything in sight only five minutes before. Okay. Lets do that once we have the [MP] for it, I said. Bethany ran a hand across her face, leaving streaks of dirt on her cheeks. Yeah. And Ill try to help out more. Im sorry I got such a stupid [class]. Its not stupid. Its probably going to be really helpful at higher levels, especially when we face bosses. All of us are struggling with our [classes] since were at such a low level, I comforted my sister. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Peter snorted quietly, but he had enough sense to not say anything. My brother wasnt always a complete idiot. I pulled up my status screen. Im at four [MP] now. I bet Ill get most of the rest of it back while we walk around looking for [Grass Clippings]. Lets just be careful not to touch any more slumbering boulder monsters. Yeah. Lets go. Were sitting ducks out here. Peter held his hand out to Bethany and pulled her to her feet. I stood up without any help and dusted my pants off the best I could. I had a feeling that the dirt was going to become a regular part of my appearance pretty early on in this adventure, but I still wasnt looking forward to it. The three of us set off again with Peter at the lead. Bethany lost a lot of the pep in step, her eyes on her feet most of the time. I remained vigilant, checking both sides for trouble while Peter kept his focus ahead. Wed been walking in some random direction for several minutes when he came to a stop. Target located, Peter said. I looked ahead and noticed a grass pile that was even bigger than the last one. That might be more than we can handle, Peter. Yeah. I think nine, maybe ten, is our maximum number of [Grass Clippings] that we can handle at once, and this looks like more than that, Bethany concurred. But were going to level up after killing just one. Itll work out. Trust me, Peter said. Its pretty risky. I sucked my bottom lip. How are we ever going to make it out of this if we dont take the occasional risk? I glanced at Bethany who sighed and ducked her head. Youre right. Lets do this, she said. Great. Peter rubbed his hands together. Ill get close enough to trigger it, then Beth you cover me while I take the first one out to get our level up. Shouldnt I handle it? I can kill these guys from a distance, I reminded the group. Peter deflated, but he acknowledged common sense. Right. I guess thats a better plan. I dont want to be rushed by all the [Grass Clippings] while trying to apply my points. But maybe you can still trigger it by shooting an arrow at it? That way no one has to get too close, Bethany suggested. Yeah. Ill do that. Peter wasted no time calling up his bow and launching an arrow at the grass pile. I barely had time to get my hands up as the pile divided into fourteen separate [Grass Clippings]. The moment the frontmost one stood up, I used my two [skills] on it to tear it apart. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [5 XP Gained] [Level Up!] Ill upgrade my stuff later. You two do what you need to now while I use my [Shield] to keep them back, Bethany said. She didnt even wait for us to agree before casting her [skill] and creating the glowing wall. I pulled my screen up in an instant. I didnt even think as I dumped my [Attribute Point] into [Intelligence]. I did hesitate with the [Skill Point] since I still wasnt sure if I should bother with [Pull]. A yell from Peter forced me to make a quick decision, and I put my point there instead of [Push]. Dismissing the screen, I turned back to face the onslaught of [Grass Clippings]. Peter was already in the midst of them, swinging that large sword despite looking far too skinny to even hold it properly. Beth was near him, casting [Shield] and ducking out of the way of the few [Grass Clippings] that were targeting her. I put my attention on the creature closest to my sister and held both hands out. [Push]. [Pull]. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [3 XP Gained] It exploded into a confetti of grass, but I was already looking at the next enemy. I fell into a steady rhythmCtarget, [skills], notification, repeat. Mixed in there were the notifications from Beths and Peters success, but they were lost in the background as I focused on my single task of handling the stragglers. It took several seconds before I realized wed defeated all the monsters. I took a step back, blinking away my flow state to look at my siblings who were both covered in stray pieces of grass. Both of them had several cuts as well, but Id come out of the fight unharmed. Peter grinned at me, grass stains along his face. That was epic. [Rocky] doesnt stand a chance next time. Beth gave a shaky chuckle. That was pretty cool. I think weve got this fighting thing down. I dug the toe of my tennis shoe into the nearest pile of grass. Yeah, as long as the enemies stay this weak and dumb. Always Miss Positivity, Peter mumbled. He dropped his sword. Come on. Our [MP] will recharge on the way. I want a redo against that stupid boulder. Beth shrugged at me with a half-smile before following after him. Sighing, I shook my head and walked after the pair of them. Peter was having way too much fun with this. I only hoped his enthusiasm wasnt going to get us killed. Chapter 8: Not This Time [Rocky] We were at the top of another dirt hill, staring down at the wandering boulder monster wed retreated from last time. I looked at the large golem and silently wondered if we were just going to end up squished under his feet. Peter waited at the front in a crouch, studying the landscape and debating strategy with Bethany. I should be involved, but instead I called up my status screen to reexamine my stats. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 3] [MP: 19/20] [XP: 39/100] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [Agility: 2] [Speed: 3] [Intelligence: 6] [Charisma: 2] [Luck: 1] [Attribute Points Available: 0] Most of my [MP] recovered, but I was disheartened to see how much [XP] I still needed to reach the next level up. I still had my same two [skills], [Push] at level 3 and [Pull] at level 2. I wasnt sure either was strong enough to tear this guy apart, and without that, I wasnt of any use on offense. Bethanys shouting pulled me away from my screen. I put my new [Skill Point] in [Shield], but [Rocky] broke through it so easily last time that I still dont think itll be strong enough to withstand his hit. Im telling you, Peter, we arent ready for this. We have to try again. We cant just keep taking on weak monsters and playing it safe or else well never level up fast enough to keep up with the other teams. Theres always going to be risk associated with things, but that doesnt mean we should hide away, my brother said. Calculated risks are one thing, but its important to not undertake a suicide mission just to seem cool. Theres no one around to impress anyway. The way to survive this thing is to level up slowly and steadily, not to get crushed repeatedly by boulder-man. Bethany crossed her arms. Peter threw his hands in the air. See! Thats the problem. Im not in this just to survive. Im here to win! Everyone calm down, I said before the argument could escalate further. You both have good points. Beths right that we cant take stupid risks, but Peters right that we need to challenge ourselves. My brother and sister glared at each other as I spoke. Our chemistry from the last fight had already faded away, and I worried we might not be able to get it back. Look, this guy is slow. I say we at least try to take him out because that extra [XP] would be nice. I dont want to spend months or years locked up in here because we never take a chance on fighting something hard, but I also dont want to die over and over again. If [Rocky] still proves too much of a challenge, we can run away, no harm done. He wont be able to keep up with us, I said. Fine, Bethany said, breaking her glaring contest with Peter. But if we get smushed, I expect apologies and I told you so from both of you. Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. You wont need it. We can take this guy on easy. Were two levels ahead of him now. Peter stood up. Beth, you stay back and [Shield] us when you can. Madi, your job is to [Push] his arms away when he gears up to hit. Ill use my sword and cut him apart. Swords dont typically cut through solid rock, I pointed out. Then Ill chip him apart. Do you have a better idea? I dont think this guy will pull apart as easily as the [Grass Clippings], Peter said. I can try at least. But youre right, that probably wont work. I guess if I cant tear him apart, you can go in with your sword. I glanced down at the monster, grimacing as I imagined the rocks exploding apart like the grass. That would create actual shrapnel which could hurt someone. This is a stupid plan, but if you both think we should try, Ill back you up. Lets get this over with. Bethany motioned down at the creature. I grabbed Peters arm before he could dash down the hill. Let me try taking him out from up here so the flying rocks dont hit anyone. But if that doesnt work we lose the element of surprise, he said. I dont think we were going to have it anyway. I held my hands out to [Rocky], positioning them so one was pointed at the top of his head and the other at his feet. I really hoped this worked. [Push]. [Pull]. The [Push] was directed at his feet while the [Pull] was at his head. The top of the monster stretched up while his legs remained firmly planted on the ground, but the [skills] ended after only a moment, leaving him in one piece and thoroughly pissed off. Told you so, Peter said. [Swordsmanship]. His sword appeared in his hands, and he took off down the hill towards the enraged beast. I followed after him, going at a slower pace so I could keep concentration to use my [skills] if I needed to. Beth stayed back on the hill entirely so she could have a good view of the fight and see where her [Shield] might be needed. Just as Peter reached [Rocky], one of the massive arms was raised in preparation for a smashing move. I put my hand out. [Push]! The arm flung backwards, forcing the monster to take a step back as Peter reached him and stabbed his sword at [Rockys] chest. Just as I expected, the blade harmlessly clinked off the stone. Peter cursed and prepared for a strike at [Rockys] leg instead while I used [Push] to offset the next incoming strike. [Rocky] stumbled, which caused Peters next blow to miss completely. Come on, Madison! he yelled back at me. Im saving your life, idiot! The monster regained his balance and already had another arm in the air. [Push]! That arm went back, but this creature had learned my trick and anticipated the action. His other arm came from the side and slammed into Peter, knocking his sword from his hands and sprawling him out on his back. Peter! A yellow [Shield] appeared before him, but [Rockys] fist demolished it without a problem. The stone golem held both hands up high, ready to deal the killing blow to Peter who remained in a dazed crumple. Before I could cast [Push], Bethanys voice rang out. [Calm]! [Rocky] froze, his hands still together above his head, hovering there. I was prepared to [Push] them back, but I waited to make my move until I was sure Bethanys [skill] had failed. She cast it again. [Calm], you stupid thing. Slowly [Rocky] lowered his arms to his side as Peter regained consciousness and unsteadily got to his feet. Bethany came to stand next to me. [Calm]. Peter limped away from the creature, clutching his left arm close as the monster above him shuddered. Then, all at once the rocks which made it up collapsed into a pile, sending dust and bits of broken stone into the air. [Rocky Defeated] [10 XP Gained] We all coughed at the dirty air cleared, and then I grabbed Bethany in a hug. Good job, sis! You did it! Peter came up with dirt smeared on his face alongside the grass stains from our earlier fights. I cant believe that worked. Thanks for saving me, Beth. She grinned. I guess I might not be as useless as I thought. We all laughed and joined up in a group hug despite Peters protest. Maybe we did have a real shot of making it through this thing after all. Chapter 9: Are All Dungeons this Boring? Are we there yet? Bethany asked in a joking voice as the three of us walked along the first floor of the Dungeon. As far as the eye could see it was only rolling dirt hills. There were still boulder groupings every now and again, but only one of them turned out to be another [Rocky]. All the rest wed run into were regular boring rocks that gave us [0 XP] no matter how much I [Pushed] them around. We also encountered another set of [Grass Clippings] which we handedly annihilated, but even with all those monster kills, we were still sitting at [89/100 XP]. One more set of [Grass Clippings], and wed level up again. The only problem was that leveling up wasnt bringing us any closer to our real goal: finding the First Floor Boss. The [Quest] to be the first ones to defeat it remained active which meant no one else had gotten there first, but even without access to a clock, I knew that we were wasting a lot of time wandering to nowhere. How are you feeling? I winced as Peter continued limping forward, a certain determination on his face. Fine. Dont worry about me. Ill heal when we level up next, he said. He still cradled his left arm close, but wed determined it wasnt broken, and he was able to use it in fights when he needed to. Bethany and I shared a look of concern, but we didnt say anything more on the subject given how touchy Peter had been since getting smacked by the first [Rocky] earlier in the day. I really hoped that leveling up would cure his sour mood alongside all his injuries, but so far wed been hiking for well over forty minutes without running into anything else to fight. That good news was that meant everyones [MP] had regenerated enough we could defeat whatever we ran intoCBeth would [Calm] a [Rocky] if we ran into one while Peter and I would handle [Grass Clippings] the way we always did with slicing and ripping apart respectively. The bad news was that everyone was ornery with the lack of progress. It turned out that going up and down dirt hills all day made for a really, really boring adventure. Not to mention that it was exhausting work, and my throat was parched. But there was no water to be had. No one brought their belongings in, and this floor had proven to be nothing but dirt and rocks, without a hint of a stream or something else to drink from. Alfie had said that when we died, we simply reset in the Dungeon, but I was seriously starting to worry that our [Dungeon Manager] had overlooked the basic needs of humans and we were all going to die of thirst or starvation over and over again during this expedition. I didnt voice these concerns to my siblings since I didnt think more unpleasant news was going to be all that welcome. Wed been out here for several hours now, and it was clear that finding the floor boss wasnt going to be easy. I doubted if it was even feasible, but when I mentioned that earlier, Peter had been ready to smack me with the sword for such pessimistic talk, so I didnt bring it up again. I thought this whole thing would be more fun, Peter said quietly, breaking the silence once again. I dont know that I expected fun, but I did expect more action or something. If I wanted to tromp around in the dirt, Id just go back to Edwards parents farm. Beth shook her head. She held up her left hand. I guess I should be glad that my rings still in one piece after everything. The Dungeon didnt let me keep my cell phone, but it was alright with the three-thousand dollar diamond ring. Figure that out. A cell phone has utility. That ring is strictly for appearances, I pointed out. Peter scoffed. Utility? What were you going to do, Madi, eat your phone? If we dont find something real to eat soon, Id be willing to try this stupid dirt, Beth said. We can try the grass next time we take out a set of [Grass Clippings]. I scanned the horizon, disheartened to see nothing but dirt hills. Ive always wanted to be a cow. Peter kept walking. Do you think CJ, Norris, and Samuel have reached the boss yet? I think the System would tell us if they had by failing the [Quest]. But it doesnt matter. We should worry about getting ourselves out of here, I said. Maybe we have to reach a certain level before we can face the boss. Given theres been no sign of where to go, it might just be a level or [XP] requirement, Bethany proposed. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Thats actually a good point, Beth. We crested the next hill, and the three of us came to a collective stop as we all caught sight of another pile of grass. Alright. Well level up after this. Usual plan? Peter asked. I dont know how else wed handle it. I stretched my arms out. Ready when you are, Peter. He summoned his bow to his hands. Lets do this. Peter launched an arrow into the pile of grass, causing it to split into its respective monsters. Wed be dealing with sixteen of them, the largest group yet, but I wasnt worried. I held my hands out to the first of the group as Peter exchanged his bow for his sword, but we were stopped from launching into the fight by Bethany. Uh, guys? We might have a problem, she said. I turned to see her pointing at a quivering pile of boulders. Crap. The rocks coalesced to form a [Rocky], adding a whole new level of difficulty to this fight. Okay. Change of plans. Beth, you focus on [Rocky]. Ill guard Peter best that I can with my [skills] instead. Peter, do your thing and try to duck a little more often, I said. Aye, aye captain. Bethany saluted and then took a step towards the creature. [Calm]. Her [Calm] ability used up a lot of [MP] with each use, so even if she defeated the monster quickly, she wouldnt be able to do much against the [Grass Clippings]. If shes the captain, I want to be the general, Peter declared. Lets worry about titles after we kill the monsters. Go on, swordboy. Kill those [Grass Clippings] dead. I held my hands out and [Pushed] and [Pulled] the incoming [Grass Clippings] before it could strike Peter. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [3 XP Gained] Fine, but we are discussing it! Peter rushed forward with his sword, swinging it at the first [Grass Clippings]. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [3 XP Gained] I took out another [Grass Clippings] that was coming towards Peters back, but another slipped past and sliced him. Peter grunted and turned to take on his adversary. The notification box kept dinging as the usual [XP Gained] messages appeared. At some point, we leveled up and after that one was from Beths defeat of [Rocky]Cfor only [7 XP] this time, but I couldnt pay attention to any of it since I was so busy keeping my brother from dying by a thousand grass-cuts. [Grass Clippings Defeated] [1 XP Gained] The last cloud of grass fell to the ground, and I took a deep breath. I was covered in dirt and bits of grass, and Peters arms were more green from grass stains than the usual cream color. Bethany looked best out of the three of us since shed avoided the heaviest fighting. I shook off the loose particles from my clothing and hair while simultaneously pulling up the blue screen to use my level up points. Based on Peters and Bethanys faces, they were doing the same. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 4] [MP: 16/25] [XP: 20/200] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [+] [Agility: 2] [+] [Speed: 3] [+] [Intelligence: 6] [+] [Charisma: 2] [+] [Luck: 1] [+] [Attribute Points Available: 1] Im going to put my point in [Agility] since Alfie said that and [Intelligence] would be the most useful for my [class], I announced. I hit the little [+] next to [Agility]. And my [Skill Point] will go to [Pull]. Maybe if it''s on an equal level with [Push], Ill be able to do more against a [Rocky]. Arent you going to use it on your new [skill]? Beth asked. Maybe she got something useless. Peter snickered. New [skill]...? I didnt get a new [skill]. You guys both did? I glanced between my two siblings who both nodded. Well thats not fair. Alfie did say that it varies with each [class]. Youll probably get it next level up. Bethany patted my shoulder. I crossed my arms. That still sucks for me. What did you guys get? I got [Armor], Peter said. Its exactly what it sounds like. No more grass cuts for me. Bethany smiled. I have a solution to our hunger. Mine is called [Nurishment]. It creates a small food item or a temporary container of water. It costs ten [MP] per a use though, so well have to ration it. Thats awesome though. Now we wont die of dehydration. I glanced around the fallen grass and rocks. Where to now? Peter shrugged. Lets keep going in the same direction. Either well keep leveling up until the Dungeon gives us the boss, or well stumble onto it by pure [Luck]. I guess thats fair. I took the lead this time, walking up the next dirt hill. Just as I reached the top, a grin broke out onto my face. Maybe we wont have to wander after all. My two siblings joined me to look down at the first genuine piece of architecture wed seen since starting our journey on the first floor. It was a simple cobblestone shed, but a small banner above it declared that it was exactly what we were looking for. [Entrance to the First Floor Boss] Chapter 10: This Isn鈥檛 Like Any Boss Fight I鈥檝e Seen Before Peter, wait, I shouted as my brother dashed down the hill towards the stone shed. I was right behind him, and Bethany was at my heels. We should discuss a plan before we launch into the fight. We already have a planCwin, he yelled back. Peters long legs made it far too easy for him to outpace both me and Bethany. I was no fitness nut by any means, but I did my due time at the gym most mornings, and I still couldnt keep up with my lanky younger brother. He didnt even workout. He just had that natural athleticism that happened to skip over me in the genes department. Beth was also passing me up since she got that athleticism too. I pushed my legs harder, not quite sure why we had to sprint to the stupid shed in the first place but not willing to be the loser who walked there and made everyone else wait. Peter was first to reach the [Entrance to the First Floor Boss], but he did us the courtesy of waiting before walking inside. The last thing we needed was for him to get stuck facing the boss alone while we were trapped outside. He glanced back at us with a broad grin as we caught up to him. We did it, guys. We actually did it. Were the first ones here. Even out of breath, I matched his smile. Easy there, we havent won this whole thing yet. Yet, he emphasized. He twisted the handle on the wooden door and opened it up. Lets take this guy down. Peter, shouldnt we wait to recharge our [MP]? Bethany asked. But it was too late. Just him opening the door triggered the entrance, and white light poured out of it, blinding me temporarily. When my vision returned, I discovered that the three of us had been transported away from the dirt into another tiled room that looked suspiciously similar to the waiting room we all went to after the tutorial. Bethany glanced around with wide eyes. Did we just die and reset? How are we back here? Peter shook his head. That doesnt make sense. Was it a trap? I cant believe we lost. This Dungeon is so stupid. No. This isnt the same room we started in, I said. I pointed at the walls. Its smaller, and theres an outline of a door over there. If it was the same room, wed have immediate access back to the Dungeon. You dont know that for sure. Peter crossed his arms. Its a safe assumption. Why would the entrance kill us? That wouldnt make sense. Most of this Dungeon doesnt make sense, Bethany muttered. I opened my mouth to agree with her, but I stopped when Alfie materialized out of nowhere. He twirled a furry-finger-pawpad-thing in the air and spoke with a sense of sarcasm. Congratulations on reaching the first boss. As you can see, this is another waiting room. Since you are not the first team to arriveC Were not? Peter interjected. Save all questions for the end. The [Dungeon Manager] cleared his throat and then continued. Since you are not the first team to arrive, you are currently in the queue, waiting for your turn to face the floor boss and earn a path to the next floor. How many teams are before us? I asked. The dog-man looked at me dramatically, rolled his eyes, and then continued his explanation without even trying to address my question. This waiting room also served as a prep area where teams could finalize adjustments and plans before facing the boss. Each team got exclusive rights to fighting the boss, and it was only after a team defeated the boss or died trying that the next team would get their shot. Dying against the boss didnt reset [XP], which Alfie told us was a generous act of mercy. After he finished, Alfie waved his paw-hand and a banner appeared on the far wall. [Boss Queue:] This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience. [Big Money: Fighting] [Girl Gang: 1] [Howard Siblings: 2] Any questions? No? Great. Ill be going. Alfie clapped his paws together and disappeared, leaving the three of us alone again. Wait, we literally did have questions, you mangy dog. Bethany held her hand out, but he was already long gone. Stupid [Dungeon Manager]. I was about to ask about the team ahead of us, when the nearest wall began to shake and slowly separate, revealing another room just like the one we stood in except it was occupied by two other people. Blossom and Fern. Fern was on the ground hugging her knees close, sobbing, while Blossom crouched nearby in what looked to be an attempt at comforting her little sister. That explained who the Girl Gang was. Bethany and I both rushed to their side, sharing concern for their well-being. Peter came with but at a slower pace, muttering complaints the whole time. What happened? Are you guys okay? I asked. Neither Fern or Blossom were high on the list of my favorite cousins by any means, but I would never want to see harm come to them. Blossom looked at me, her black hair in two long braids. She wore a glittery t-shirt with the high school cheer team logo on it. Even though she was only a junior in high school, she was still one of the best cheerleaders in the school. Those jerk boys screwed us over. CJ, Norris, and Samuel? Bethany confirmed. Our cousin nodded. Yeah. Big Money as they call themselves. What did they do? I glanced down at Fern whose sobs were finally subsiding. They stole the boss from us, my little cousin shouted. Her pigtails were a complete mess, most of her dark hair falling out of the style. Stole the boss? Bethanys voice was as confused as I felt. They only went in to face it ten minutes ago. Clearly its not as easy as the other monsters on this floor, Blossom replied. She smoothed some of her sisters hair. We actually got here before them, but they arrived just before we entered the fight. They said they wanted to team up to increase our odds. We agreed since it meant wed all get the reward. Those backstabbers shoved us out of the way at the last second and entered alone. Now we have to wait until they finish with the boss before we get our chance at it. So theyll complete the [quest], and theres nothing we can do to stop it. Peter punched the nearest wall. Gosh dang it. I swore we had it. Calm down, Peter. It sounds like we still get our chance at the boss, Bethany said. Yeah. After someone else defeats it first. We wont get squat from it. Except progressing to the next floor, Blossom said. Thats not the same. Bethany sighed and turned to me and Peter. Sorry guys. I guess we did take things too slow, but at least we know for next time. Peter huffed. It doesnt matter. Those guys have a huge lead on us since were still behind another team. Our only chance is if Blossom and Fern die quickly, otherwise well never catch up. Dont forget Fern and I got here first. Wed be in there now, maybe even through with that boss if our brothers and Samuel hadnt cheated us. Blossom glared up at him. Thats on you two for being so gullible. I put my hands out. Easy guys. Arguing isnt going to change anything. But I think we can all agree that what CJ, Norris, and Samuel did was utter garbage. No prize is worth ruining family relationships over. Go preach to them, Madi. Blossom turned away. Bethany looked up at the banner and then back to our cousins. Can we all agree that no one on that team deserves to win this thing? We all nodded and murmured our agreements. Well then, lets team up, even if its only for this boss. That way we all get to the second floor at the same time, increasing the odds that one of our teams will beat them to the next boss, Bethany suggested. Just what our team needs, more girls. Peter rolled his eyes. Careful, Peter, your sexism is showing, Blossom growled. Without us girls, Peter, youd have been smushed under a [Rockys] foot hours ago, so I think you should be grateful were letting even a single boy on the team, I said. My brother mumbled more complaints, but the rest of us stopped paying attention. Blossom leaned in close to Fern, and the two of them whispered for a minute or so. Once they finished, they both stood up. Fern held her little hand out. Beth, Madi, and Peter, you have a deal. We agree to team up for this single boss. All I care about is getting to teach those boys a lesson, and more firepower means that boss will go down sooner so I can knock some sense into all three of them sooner. Blossom also held her hand out. Bethany and I shook hands with our cousins, and Beth made sure Peter did the same, even though he kept an annoyed look on his face the whole time. Once the agreement was finalized, the banner displaying the queue changed. [Boss Queue:] [Big Money: Fighting] [Girl Gang/Howard Siblings: 1] Weve gotta come up with a better name, I said. Something simple and accurate, Winners. Peter smiled. Everyone laughed, but the System took our suggestion seriously, and the banner was updated. [Winners: 1] I only hoped it would prove true in the end. Chapter 11: The First Floor Boss [Quest Failed:] [First to the First Boss] I guess that means theyre done, I said aloud, trusting that everyone else received the same notification. Yippee, Peter mumbled. The door to the boss is over there. Blossom pointed at the wall with the banner displaying the queue. [Boss Queue:] [Big Money: Fighting] [Winners: 1] [Ninjas: 2] Ninjas? Huh, I guess Daisy, Landon, and Darlene finally made it, I said. I wonder when they got here. Maybe theyre still getting the rules or something. Wed all been too busy with strategizing for the upcoming boss fight to keep track of the queue line. Blossom was an [Archer]Ca [class] obviously focused on [archery] and similar thingsCwhile Fern was a [Princess Thief]Cgiving her [skills] in stealth and with a dagger. Blossom and I were to handle ranged attacks while Peter and Fern fought close combat and Bethany backed us all up with her [Shields] as necessary. Honestly, with all five of us together, I didnt think this boss fight was going to be all that bad. The banner updated just as the hidden door in the wall opened, leading into white light which kept me from discerning any hints as to what the boss might be. Alright. Lets do this thing. I dont want to give Daisy and them a chance to overtake us like the boys did. Blossom marched up to the door with Fern on her heels. Bethany nodded at me and Peter and then followed them. Peter and I came up last, and the five of us stood in a line at the wide doorway. Team Winners for the win! Peter stepped through first, and the rest of us followed suit. The blinding light disappeared within a moment, and when I could see again, I discovered that we were in some type of lush garden, standing on green grass and surrounded by tall plant stalks that formed a wall around the circular clearing. It was the view of garden plants that bugs probably experienced with their tiny size. Whats the boss? Grandmas old tomato plants? Bethany smirked. A howl sounded in response to her question, and the wall of greenery across the way shuddered before giving way to a towering, fuzzy squirrel with red eyes and fangs. [First Floor Boss] [Vengeful Squirrel] [Level 5] [Health: 200/200] Thats going to be a little tougher than tomato plants. I gazed up at the beast which was almost triple my height. Theres still five of us and only one of him, Peter said. His sword appeared in his hand. We can handle this no problem. Peter rushed towards the [Squirrel] who screamed and dashed to meet him. Fern sprinted off to the side to try and flank the beast since she needed surprise to activate her most potent [skill]. Blossom launched an arrow into the furry beast which looked no worse than a splinter as it landed in his shoulder. The boss didnt even react to the wound as he lunged towards Peter with his claws extended. I put my hand out. [Push]. At the same time, Bethanys [Shield] appeared in front of Peter, but luckily the monster was big enough that my [skill] was aimed above her defense and still managed to land. The [Squirrels] claws racked against the glow wall, bringing it down, but my [Push] shoved it back several feet before it reached my brother. Peter wore his [Armor] now, and Fern was nearly in position to make her move. Even though my [skill] did no damage and Blossoms arrows only did a measly 1 damage each, I was feeling confident in our ability to take this boss out without too much difficulty. As Bethany put it, it was just a matter of going slow and steady. Peter buried his sword into one of the [Squirrels] legs while Fern produced a dagger and stabbed the other one. Stolen novel; please report. They each did a reasonable ten damage, bringing the bosss health down to [176/200]. The [Squirrel] screeched and threw both of them back before me or Bethany could act to protect them. The boss then put both hands out and screamed again, this time the soundwaves became visible to my eyes. I put my hands over my ears, but that did nothing to muffle the sound. Guys, Bethany said. I looked at my sister and cursed. The plant stalks which surrounded the fighting area were shaking and out of them poured over a dozen human-sized pill bugs with their shiny black shells and spindly legs. They all wore the same banner above them. [Gardens Bane] [Level 2] Crap, I shouted. Peter stood up and reproduced his sword. He started back towards us, but I motioned him away. No, Peter. You and Fern should worry about the boss. Beth, protect them. Blossom and I will handle the bugs, I said. Peter nodded to me with a concerned look, but he refocused his attention on the further enraged [Vengeful Squirrel]. Fern got to her feet and resumed her sneaking as Bethany backed away from the bugs coming towards her. Blossom launched an arrow into the one closest to Bethany, but it clinked off the bugs shell. Im not sure I can help, she told me. You just have to hit under the shell, I said. I pointed at the one shed hit and focused on only the head of the bug. [Push]. The [skill] understood what I wanted, and the bug flung backwards, landing on its back. The legs wiggled in the air until Blossoms arrow found a home, and then the bug disintegrated into dirt. [Gardens Bane Defeated] [10 XP Gained] Bethany, Peter, and Fern were all shouting at each other about the boss, but I ignored them to focus on flipping the bugs so Blossom could kill them. We went through a dozen and a half of them before they stopped coming through, and I only managed to finish them off because I leveled up and my [MP] replenished. I was still down to only [19/30 MP], and that was with some of it recovering during the fight. With the minions taken care of, Blossom and I returned our attention to the floor boss. [Vengeful Squirrel] [Health: 102/200] Almost halfway! Good job, guys, Blossom shouted to the rest of our team. Fern stabbed her dagger into the [Squirrel], and its [health] dropped below one-hundred. The boss howled as before and dashed away from the two melee fights. It then put its arms back out and did the summoning scream from earlier. Gosh dang it, I said. Blossom and I will handle the bugs. You guys keep going. I turned back around to see even more of the [Gardens Banes] pouring out of the plants. The problem was that I didnt have enough [MP] to flip all of them with my [Push], and we were only getting [7 XP] from them now so there was no way Id level up again in time. Come on, Madi. Whats the problem? Lets tear these bugs apart, Blossom said, an arrow already nocked in her bow. I have to figure out a better way to do this. My [MP] wont last, I said. I studied the creatures as they crawled towards us, very aware of how little time I had to think of a solution. I didnt dare just start flipping them one by one since that would leave us in a bad spot when I ran out, and I really didnt want to know what hitting [0 MP] would do. It was stupid, but I decided to call up my System screen at that moment to see if there was any chance Id gotten a new [Skill] that could help. [Skills:] [Push: Level 3] [+] [Pull: Level 3] [+] [Push All: Level 1] [+] [Skill Points Available: 1] Blossom yelled at me, and I dismissed the screen before I could read what the new [skill] did. The bugs were nearly on top of us, so I did the only thing I could. Putting my hands out, I used [Push All], focusing on all the bugs coming towards us instead of a single one. I really hoped it did what I thought it did. All of the [Gardens Banes] flew backwards, and a couple of them landed on their backs. Blossom was quick to capitalize on my unintentional solution, eliminating both. The notification box went off with the [XP] update, but I was already focusing on the next grouping of bugs. Blossom seemed to understand that my [skill] would only flip some of the monsters, but she was fast enough with her bow to handle the surprise. Using [Push All], we were able to work our way through the rest of the bugs as easily as before, perhaps even easier given we could take out multiple at a time. Once we finished with that setCa total of twentyCBlossom and I high-fived and looked back to where the others were still dealing with the floor boss. [Vengeful Squirrel] [Health: 45/200] Blossom nocked an arrow. [Power Shot]. The arrow flew straight, digging into the [Squirrels] chest far deeper than any of her other shots and taking it down five damage instead of the usual one. Despite his size, the boss was nimble and able to dodge many of Peters and Ferns strikes. I held both hands out and decided to try something that was either going to help a lot or do nothing more than piss the boss off more. [Pull]. [Pull]. I directed them at opposite arms. The magic grabbed the [Squirrel], and for a moment, he was held in place by the [skills], allowing Peter and Fern both to land solid hits. Bethany waved at me and gave a thumbs up, signalling I should do it again. I repeated the gesture and words, and the boss once again locked in place for a single second, allowing Peter and Fern to provide the killing blows. [Vengeful Squirrel, First Floor Boss, Defeated] [100 XP Gained] The [Squirrel] disintegrated into dust, just like the bugs, and all five of us cheered. Before I got the chance to congratulate the team, blinding white light filled my eyes, transporting us out of the boss chamber. Wed done it. We were moving on to the second floor of the Dungeon. Chapter 12: How Many Waiting Rooms can a Dungeon Hold? The light disappeared, and I could see again. I groaned as I rubbed my eyes, taking in the tiled walls of yet another waiting room. What was with this Dungeon and its obsession with the eclectic tiles? The cream, mint, brown, and black swirled together in utter hideousness, hurting my eyes worse than the light had. And still it refused to provide chairs or any kind of seating. If it was going to give us all these waiting rooms, it might as well make them proper ones. Alfie sure loves his waiting rooms, Bethany said. She stretched her arms. But good work, everyone. We took that boss down pretty easily. And we got a level up. Blossom nodded. I remember helping Grandma in her garden as a kid, and I didnt understand why she complained so much about the pill bugs. Now, I get it. She shuddered. If I never see one of those things again, itll be too soon. I killed that huge [Squirrel]. It was awesome! Fern gushed. Peter shook his head, still grinning. A [Vengeful Squirrel]. Grandma always had it out for that bushy tailed guy, and it looks like he knew how to hold a grudge just as well. I glanced around the room, but there was no doorway leading out. How long are we trapped in here? Whats the point of sending us here instead of directly to the next floor? A white dog-man appeared in front of us, his eyes more boogery than usual. Hello, demanding children. Welcome to the second floor of Gram-Grams Dungeon. Do the rules change on each floor? Why are you here? Bethany put her hands on her hips. Alfie rolled his eyes. Youd learn that if you would only shut up and let me speak. Careful how you talk to my sister, dog-boy. Peter took a menacing step forward. Alfie bared his teeth. You forget who youre speaking to. I am the [Dungeon Manager], and I can send you right back to the tutorial if I wanted to. I pulled my brother back, desperate to not further offend the guy who controlled all our fates. Were sorry. Were just confused. Please continue, Alfredo. He sniffed in disgust but moved on. Ahem. Welcome to the second floor of Gram-Grams Dungeon. This room represents your new reset point, so dying on this floor will bring you back here, and the policy will continue with each floor you arrive at. Do you wish to continue as a single team? We all glanced at each other, but it was Fern who spoke first. No. Blossom and I are our own team, Girl Gang. We dont want to keep going with those slowpokes, she declared. Slowpokes? We werent that far behind you, I said. Regardless of silly cousin disputes, the ladys wish shall be answered. Each team will receive a personalized [quest] so it was important to establish that beforehand. The boss entrance will work the same as the previous floor. Barring any extreme or unfortunate circumstances, I will see you on the next floor. Alfie clapped his hands and disappeared. A grating noise sounded from the side, and part of the wall slid away to reveal the entrance to the second floor. At the same time, a dinging sound alerted me to a new notification. [New Quest!] [Team Spirit:] [Complete a battle where every member of the team participates equally.] Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. [Reward: Free level up] Blossom and Fern sprinted off towards the exit, but Bethany grabbed Peter as he tried to join their haste. Not so far. Lets take a second to talk about this [quest] and handle our level up stats, she said. B-butC Peter motioned to the door as our two cousins passed through it and then disappeared down the corridor. Eh-eh. Were a strategic team, Peter. These extra five minutes arent going to make a difference. Bethany gave him her typical older-sister glare, and he relinquished to her wishes. I already had my screen pulled up to see my status after leveling up and then killing the boss. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 5] [MP: 3/30] [XP: 240/500] [Attributes:] [Strength: 1] [+] [Agility: 3] [+] [Speed: 3] [+] [Intelligence: 6] [+] [Charisma: 2] [+] [Luck: 1] [+] [Attribute Points Available: 1] Im putting my next point into [Agility] again, I told my siblings as I pressed the [+]. It went up to four, and at the same time, a new notification box appeared on the screen. [Class-Centered Attributes Reached a Sum of 10!] [New Passive Ability Gained:] [MP Conservation] [All skills require half MP to use] No way. I gained a passive since my [Agility] and [Intelligence] sum up to ten. My [skills] require less [MP], I said excitedly. Oooo. I didnt know we could get passives. Im going to put my point in [Charisma] then since that and [Intelligence] are my two most important attributes, Bethany said. Though I wont reach a total of ten in them until our next level up. [Speed] and [Strength] are my two class attributes, but Ive been pouring my points into [Agility] and [Luck] instead. Peter huffed. I guess Ill do [Strength] this time, but its going to take a few levels to get there. Did you get a new [skill] this time, Mads? Bethany asked. Yes. I navigated to my [skills] tab. Its called [Push All]. [Class Skills:] [Push: Level 3] [+] [Pull: Level 3] [+] [Push All: Level 1] [+] [Skill Points Available: 1] [Passive Skills:] [MP Conservation] Before I decided where to put my point, I pressed the name of my new [skill] to see the description. [Push All:] [Pushes a group of objects of enemies within view and within five feet of each other up to 5 feet away.] [Cost: 2 MP] I read the description aloud to my siblings. Im going to put my [skill point] there since it really came in handy against the [Gardens Banes]. Being able to shove a lot of enemies at once is convenient. I exited out of the description window and then pressed the [+] next to [Push All] Another lame [skill] for a lame [class]. Peter rolled his eyes. Are we done with this? Can we get going? I want to get out of here before Landon and his sisters arrive. Alright, alright. Lets go. We can discuss how we want to tackle the [quest] while we walk, Bethany consented. Peter eagerly jogged to the doorway, with me and Bethany on his heels. The corridor we entered was similar to a man-made cave, just like the one from the first waiting room, and it only took a few minutes of walking before we arrived at the actual entrance to the second floor. The three of us stopped at the distinct line where the walls changed from cobblestone to light-blue painted walls and the floor went from packed dirt to worn carpet. Instead of floating orbs in a black void, the ceiling was vaulted with cheap chandeliers hanging from it. The hallway split into more corridors further down, with many branching paths off of it to create what might have been a maze. It was closed off and tight, the complete opposite of the open dirt expanse that made up the first floor of the Dungeon. Is this Grandmas living room but dungeon-ified? Bethany asked. I noticed a set of framed pictures on the wall, all of extended family members on the Marks side of our family. Yes. Yes it is, I said. This floor was going to make for an interesting change of pace. Chapter 13: The Second Floor of the Dungeon Anyone have a particular direction they want to try? I asked, taking the first step onto the carpet that made up the second floor of the Dungeon. It was weird to be in what felt like a normal hallway and know that at some point I was going to have to fight monsters in it. Straight seemed to work out well for CJ, Norris, and Samuel last time, so lets stick with that, Peter said. He shoved past me to take the lead, his stride confident as though he didnt care that an enemy could appear at any time. I doubt it was our choice in direction that put us behind them, Bethany pointed out, but our brother didnt respond. She followed Peter, and I took up the rear spot since I was better equipped to deal with an ambush than my older sister given her [skills] were all in the support department. Thinking of that, I brought up the next important topic we needed to discuss. How are we going to handle that new [quest] we got? What exactly does it mean when it says participate? Does that specifically mean killing monsters, or just being involved? I asked as we walked through the corridor based on my grandmothers living room. Because if its just being involved, I think we already do a good job of that with how we handle groups of enemies. I dont know about that. I do help out, but I definitely dont contribute as much as you or Peter, Bethany replied. Peter scoffed at us over his shoulder. Nobody contributes as much as me. Im carrying this team on my back. I rolled my eyes. We get it, Peter. Youre the star of the show. Thats why were letting you lead us through this maze. So far, my brother had kept going straight, just as he originally wanted, and there were no impediments to that plan. Ah, yes, the terrifying maze that is Gram-Grams living room, my little brother said. At least we havent run into any monsters yet so our [MP] can recharge, Bethany said. I reached over to the nearest picture frame, one that contained a black and white photo of some old relative Id never learned the name of. Grandma Marks always loved family history and keeping photos of her ancestors around. I rapped my knuckles against the wooden frame. Knock on wood it stays that way. You are trying to jinx us? Oh come on. If something was going to jump out at us, it would have already. Bethany shook her head. Really, Madison. I didnt think you were the kind to beC The frame I just knocked on flew off the wall and smacked Bethany in the headCI didnt know why it was taking its rage out on her instead of me when I was the one who touched it, but I also wasnt going to complain. A banner appeared above the creature as a set of eyes and teeth formed along the glass, turning it into a proper monster. [Last Trace of a Bitter Ancestor] [Level 4] Nice going, Madi, Peter called back as he spun around and produced his sword. Not my fault. I put my hands out and [Pushed] the [Ancestor] away before it could make another dive attempt at Bethany. It flung backwards towards Peter who hacked at it with his sword. The frame took damage, but somehow it remained in one piece. This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. This is one heck of a frame. Bethany ducked as the frame dashed towards her again, teeth chomping up and down. I [Pushed] the creature back towards my brother again, and as he was swinging his sword at it, something bonked me in the back of the head, causing me to stumble forward a step. Holding the newly formed goose egg, I turned to discover another [Bitter Ancestor] had joined the fray. No, twoCthreeCFIVE more of those stupid picture frames came to life and were descending on me and my siblings. Thats not good, Bethany said. I used [Push All] on the incoming [Ancestors], sending the newest five back down the hallway a pathetic ten feet, but it appeared Peter was having some luck as I got a notification. [Last Trace of a Bitter Ancestor Defeated] [15 XP Gained] Let me try [Calming] one of them, Bethany suggested, coming to stand right at my side. I glanced over my shoulder to see that Peter had exchanged his sword for his bow and had an arrow at the ready. Ill [Push All] the group and then [Pull] just one forward for you, I said. She nodded, and I put my hands back out. The frames were all within five feet of us again, but my [Push All] sent them back down the hallway. I quickly latched a [Pull] onto the frontmost one, drawing it back up. Bethany held a hand out. [Calm]. The frame continued towards us, looking completely unaffected. My sister tried again. [Calm]. The [Bitter Ancestor] didnt slow down, and I held my hand up, ready to protect us from the incoming monster. Peter released his shot. The arrow slammed into the glass face of the picture, shattering it into bits of shiny powder. [Last Trace of a Bitter Ancestor Defeated] [15 XP Gained] Arrows work a lot better than your sword. Keep at it, Peter. Ill keep them back so you have space to shoot, I said to him. Thanks, Captain Obvious. Figured that one out myself actually, he replied. We can be petty later. Lets focus on not dying. Bethany tried [Calming] one of the frames again, but there was still no noticeable effect. Save your [MP], Beth. I used [Push All] on the four remaining [Bitter Ancestors], and Peter released another arrow, nailing one of them in the face and turning it into dust. [Last Trace of a Bitter Ancestor Defeated] [15 XP Gained] Peter took down another picture frame, and then I used my [Push All] again to keep the other two back. He then finished them both off, sending up the last two notifications about [XP]. I took a breath and glanced around the now barren hallway. Any other pictures on the wall stayed there, and I decided to be dumb enough to hope theyd stay there. I think we got them all. Sweat coated my hands. As I wiped them off on my pants, I pulled up my status screen to check my [MP] and [XP]. [Temporary Class:] [Kinetic Mage, Level 5] [MP: 1/30] [XP: 330/500] I was lucky wed spent so much time walking so my [MP] regenerated enough I could use my abilities. Not to mention my passive halved the amount I needed to spend each time. Still, I would need to be careful in the future since I was always teetering on the brink of hitting zero, and Alfie had warned me that the side effects of running out of [MP] were unpleasant. Come on. Lets keep going, Peter said. Im at one [MP], Peter. If we run into any monsters, I wont be able to do anything. I closed my screen. Im sure itll be like the first floor where monsters are spaced apart enough for us to recover between fights. I dont want to waste any time. Were already behind. His bow disappeared into nothing, and he started walking back down the hall. Were about to reach a T intersection. Lets go right at it. Beth didnt even look at me as she followed after him. She was clearly unhappy with this decision too, but our brother wasnt leaving any room for argument. Murmuring my complaints to myself, I walked after my siblings and silently prayed Peter was right. As we turned right at the next intersection, it turned out he was wrong. Very wrong.