Fun Adventures by me and my fellow campaigners.

Hakiko, a young alternative lady whose grandfather tought her all the wonders of the Dungeons & Dragons, suddenly disappears from the world and ends up in a new and interesting place that seems... familiar to her.

Warning this chapter is an info-dump to justify partially the races of the world through the lens of our currently naive protagonist so can be skipped.

After listening to the story many revelations where revealed, Spirits, dragons, Dungeons and that Different races wondered world existed,Also a confusing concept raised in that killing living beings result in a boost in power which also lead to assumptions forming .It was confusing and the contents of the book may have been more than detailed for a child but for his needs it was usefull ,He  was happy he could gleam so much from the book.

For one the humans would be considered weak in this ecososm of power where mages where the top humans where other races far surpassed them in this aspect. Under Masons deduction humanity one of the weakest.

There existed elves which are blessed with longevity , magic prowess ,keen agility which makes them outclass humans ,In the story it depicted them differently as the hero reached different areas of the world where they were consistently different and the most abundant was the wood elf ,Mason believed these beings evolved to be better suited to magic and the use of it ,Also he deducted that there was a elf corresponding to elements and there psychical states will be moulded by these elements , Dark Elf is what he believed was from the race evolved in a dark element rich environment, Sea Elf from the evolution in water element rich environments, Wood Elfs from a rich life essence environment which was the yellow element which both healed Mason & gave him the miraculous ability, There body's from the story where described as stick but very agile which means they would probably susceptible to physical trauma  . Also in that they evolved in area they most likely stay in that area and not want to go out there ancestral ground, hence why they probably have not taken over most of the world or concerned most of the world.

Dwarfs also existed which were stunted , brutally strong and stalwart, they lived in holds or where nomadic smiths ,they are inured to magic essence meaning they cannot cast spells but they seemingly developed rune craft which allows magic effects to take place but much safer, Most likely this is the what the other races copied to get there enchanting, in the story they forged and enchanted the weapon of the hero and a smith followed him to maintain such a weapon, He assumed they evolved within a gravity rich environment due to their stunted height and strength  as well as where they mined resources in the same environment as the book mentioned they have the best metals ,meaning gravity must of compressed the  to a extent to form carbon crystals so hence there body's are strong and very resilient or maybe they were just that good at smiting .This lack of magic probably lead to their advancing in forging and the dwarfen  holds probably have higher technology than here in the area of the world where humans resided, he still didn't know how large the world was a map that encompassed the world probably was costly so he nor his family had access to it.

Beastmen where the general term for half beasts or pure beastmen  which were unable to use any type of magic and there bodys where much stronger and more agile as a result of the bestial bloodline in their veins ,The hero in the story obtained a slave beastmen and in such a cliché way he released this slave but the slave decided to follow him, From what he could gleam they far surpassed humans but dwarfs where stronger while elfs faster .This lead into the fact they seemed like a slave race or target of being a slave race due to the strongest beings are those able harness magic and they could not in any way .

Spirits are baseline magic entities which can contract with a individual as they did with the Knight in the story. They have a consciousness and From what Mason could deduct these spirits where either a simulacrum of their previous being with there memories as electromagnetic impulses stored magical into a incorporeal state and he believed the memory transfer may be not dissimilar to his own predicament or they were a true anomalous entity and spirits do exist which would mean he took over the body from the child and expunged the Child's spirit.

A dragon was the main antagonist from the story and from what he could tell these beings are very intelligent and very confused ,it can speech the language of the races, From what was described they could fly with 2 large wings and breath a fire which melts metal and scales resistant to everything from ballista and mortal weapons and resistant to normal magic, These beings where probably the apex predator of this world, he deduced either that the dragon uses phenomena to produce both these effects or has evolved to the point of being able to as the fire could be result of a collection of flammable substances in a gland in the dragon where they can release this which ignites when it contacts oxygen ,as well if it can melt metal it is at minimum  as hot as 1000-1500C which made him shudder, the ability  fly it could of evolved with a hollow bone structure ,That would mean if you could determine where either this gland is you could cause the dragon to explode from the inside or use blunt force trauma to break its bones as the scales probably deflected slashing type weapons ,Though the hero in the story just cut the beasts head off.

The book skimmed past concepts of giants which seemed to be large entities which used bows which made them a force to be reckoned with as they are like ballista's while dungeons where a recurring "monster " generator and magical beasts, Also it skimmed over information he badly wanted which was the elements and the information was subpar and only said that the hero was so chosen he could use them all and the only elements he knew of where the ones where the hero met a elf and if they were connected to a race.Also one regrettable thing which was left out was a very relevant information for Mason about how killing other living things result in a power boost.

All of this made Masons zealously speculation trying to make sure he knows as much as he can as even though it was a kids book it's still held use and he will still need to gather more books through growing up to establish the correct hypothesis of the origin of the races.

Not long after this Masons did not recognise the time but his childish body did recognise the time passing and the first true day of his rebirth was completed as he slept in the co

The Year is 2129 ,phenomena appeared within the month of June like a apocalypse decimating areas of the world where magical like anomalies appeared destroying areas like malevolent entities and it did so as if warping reality to its whim ,A new profession of analysers was born which analyse this phenomena where they must understand all the concepts of science there minds can comprehend to deduct these phenomena and try to scientifically justify it to try to save the peoples lives.
This will have transmigration element as the main factor, i now its cliche .This is just a little project im working on in spare time just to try out writing a novel for the first time   so please do give criticism where is due and help me correct and improve.

As expected rarely adventurers spoke about the dungeon. But a few experienced, the gold and platinum ranked ones knew where the dungeon was. 

Xero and Masato traveled a distance of 20000 miles in just fraction of seconds. 
The members and the guild leader already warned them about the dungeon but Masato wasn't ready to give up. 

Masato: The first few floors would be too easy, let's skip them. 

Masato used earth magic, creating a hole in the ground and wind magic to ensure safe landing. 

They stopped near the 47th floor. As per the religions scrolls the dungeons are 50 floors deep. And the dungeon master is on that floor. 

Masato: Time for some warm up. 

Xero: Yeah warm up is required before a big fight. 

Xero trained a lot with Masato, this brought her level up to 120. Level 120 isn't a big deal for Masato but for the other neanderthals it was a big deal. 

The floor had large dragons who were easily killed by Masato's magic and Xero's water blade. 

Masato: This is like a labyrinth, I can't find a way to go to the next floor. 

Xero: Use your Magic. 

48th floor 
This floor was filled with weird snake monsters having human hands and wielded a sword or a spear. Masato knew that these Snakes would be no trouble for him. 

49th floor 
This floor was something different. it consisted of many different types of monsters. Orces, Giants, Mind flayers,  Owlbears, etc. This floor was very straightforward only one way forward or backward. The stairs were easy to find. Xero and Masato decided to take a break and have lunch near the staircase. 

50th floor 
Thinking that the last floor of the dungeon will be a completely dark room with a large metal door infront and the final boss defending it but no the 50th floor was a beautiful garden. But it had no care taker. Masato used his magic to scan the area but found no monsters. 

They both start walking towards something which looked like a mansion. 
Masato being a hard core anime fan knew that this mansion has a library and in there somewhere lies a very big secret about this world or the answer to one of the unanswered questions.

Inside the mansion 

After spending 2 weeks extracting all the information from the library and discovering the whole floor Masato concluded that he isnt dead just the time in the real world has stopped. His soul is trapped in this game and he has to defeat the 12 demon kings if he wants to return back. 


He also found a world map. It gave him all the locations of all the dungeons. It also gave the location of a deamon king. Demons were basically gods top angels who had fallen because the started a rebellion against the almighty god. Under the leadership of Lucifer. But to fight against Lucifer Masato has to kill all the 12 kings. The demon whose location was given on the map was the serpent king.

I feel hope rising in me, maybe it was not global, or maybe governments are fighting back ... I turn on my computer and connect to the search engine ...
"- It works ! Well now let's see the news sites ..."
I type the name of several news sites and what I see ... makes me lose the little hope that I had just regain.

I go down to the livingroom without my weapons, everyone is gathered there and are already eating. I take a chair and sit down and start too. My mother then asks me:
"- What is it Lukas ? You do not look well..."
I must surely have a gloomy look for my mother to worry about me despite the situation. I sigh and begin to explain:
"- Have you been on the internet or have you turned on the news since the beginning of this mess?
- No, we cut all the lights to avoid attract the monsters and we mostly hid ... why ?" Replied my grandfather.
"- Because I did it when I stepped out of my shower. Internet works well. And I saw the world situation ..."
I stop, remembering what I saw. My eyes seems to lost focus and my grandfather had to shake me to make me come back.
"- Well ! Start talking!"
I sigh while looking into his eyes, I see my reflection and my own eyes ... it's dark and depressed ...
"- Well it's not good. The situation is global".
I see a twitch in my grandfather's eye but he does not say anything. My mother puts her hand in front of her mouth and makes a depressed face. My sister looks at her plate without touching it.
"- Governments are overwhelmed, monsters and creatures have popped up all at once, not sparing anyone. The whole world was caught off guard, the armies were deployed but they were ineffective in front of magic or powerful monsters ... I saw giants, dragons, cursed species of wizards raising armies of dead ... the world like we have known it is finished. There are [dungeons] everywhere with crazy conditions, the city of Beijing is apparently floating in the sky with a hole of unknown depth below, and closer to us Paris is invaded by zombie and monsters in relation to death ... it became [The capital of the dead], a big dungeon with inside it a myriad of other dungeons ... I think I can say that ... in a few hours there will be no more people than we know alive in this city.
I see tears falling on the cheeks of my mother and sister. My grandfather also seems to have trouble digesting information. That's understandable: his son, my uncle, and his family live in Paris. I myself studied, worked and lived there for many years. We all have friends there whose fate is probably sealed. But the hardest for my mother is surely the fact that his eldest daughter, my beloved sister, is there too.
"- You ... did you tried to call them ?" I say, hoping that it might help them.
"- We tried to call you, but the phone lines are overloaded," my grandfather replied, shaking his head.
"- I could not have answered anyway, my phone was dead when I came back to me".
Then it's the silence. Everyone is too shocked to be able to continue talking, the only noise being my mother and sister sobbing...

I am the first to come out of this depressive torpor: I slap my cheeks loudly, making everyone jump.
"- All right ! I survived death a bunch of times that night I think, it's not to get depressed right now ! I am alive and I intend to remain so. And I also intend to make you survive by all means. For this we must act, the electrical facilities and water, internet etc ... we do not know how long it will last, so we need water and food. The backup generator behind the house is running on gasoline, so we need some too. I'm the only one of us with high skills, titles and stats, so I'll take care of it. We must also know what are the immediate dangers in the area. I already know that our village as well as those in the area are all attacked by orcs but it is possible, no it is even sure there are other monsters. In the forest I crossed an extremely dangerous area but it is several kilometers from here, I must know if the forest behind the house is as dangerous or not and if there are other areas of this kind closed by. I'll be pretty busy, and I will not be able to do everything. So I ask you: are you ready? Will you follow me or not?
My statement is greeted by the still surprised eyes of my family. Suddenly my grandfather bursts out laughing:
"- I lived my life kid, I'm old and I did everything I had to do and even today I saw the blood of our Family being reborn from the ashes through you, making you the Heir of the Family. But now I have a new goal: to see this Family comes out alive with you at its head. And for that you have to stay alive, so count on me to take care of it. You have all the support I can give you".
He looks at me with a new flame in his eyes. If the news concerning Paris and my uncle made him grow old for several years, he seems ready to rejuvenate now.
My sister gets up and looks at me with the same intensity:
"- I do not want to lose you and grandfather, I want things to return as they were before! I want to help too !"
I approach her and stroked her head, feeling her soft brown hair under my fingers.
"- And you mom ?"
My mother looks at me with eyes filled with sadness, then sighs and says with closed eyes:
"- A good mother should never allow her children to be exposed to risks ..."
Then she opens her eyes and puts a soft hand, full of tenderness on my cheek.
"- You have always been a strange child, preferring to cultivate your hobbies rather than socializing, and suddenly you have developed a tendency to do everything by yourself, all alone. That's why I'm happy now. You are asking for help from your family, from me ... Finally ...You have grown up to become a magnificent young man gifted in all fields other than human relations and I confess that I regretted this a little because I was afraid you'd end up alone. But today it has allowed you to survive, and if anyone can go through it all, it's you. Obviously I'm going to help you my lovely son, but I ask you one thing in return, protect your sister and always come back alive to your family, to us.
- Mom..."
Tears run down my cheeks. I wipe them quickly and hug her. My sister takes us both too and my grandfather puts his hand on my shoulder with a smile. My resolve is strengthen, I'm ready now.
(I will survive, I will make them survive)

After this emotionally charged scene, it was decided what to do next: first I made them aware of everything I learned about the RPG "system" of our new life, I taught them to open their status, explained to them what are the Hp and the mana as well as the stats. If they want to survive they have to level up and for that ... they have to eliminate monsters or other players. Unless there is a different way but so far I do not know another one. After explaining everything we agreed to rest a little, the night was tiring after all, not forgetting to setting up a night's watch. My kobold, my mother, my grandfather and I will be the ones who will do it, my sister protested but I want her to be refreshed after all the events. Two by two we will watch the house for two hours before leaving our place to the next group. It was decided the groups will be like this: Inyasha and I, Inuyama and my grandfather, Inukami and my mother. My grandfather and her are not comfortable with the idea of ​​teaming up with a kobold but as everyone would watch one side of the house they agreed, especially since they did not want to leave two kobold at the same time on a guard tour. They do not trust them yet despite my certification of their good intentions.
After a six hours rest, I will go to the village with one of the two kobolds and my mother and we will go to the small supermarket while cleaning the village of potential enemies. My mother will drive one of our car slowly (we have three, one is mine, one is my grandfather's and the last one is my mother's) while the kobold and I will be ahead to eliminate the dangers. We will do several trips to build up a sufficient stock of water and food. After the food we will have to deal with the gasoline, having the chance to own a powerful generator that my grandfather had installed to keep the temperature and humidity of the Library to a certain level even in case of power failure. His obsession with this library will surely help us, in addition to having probably made me what I am now. Then I would go for a walk in our Library / Museum to see if some documents or objects can be used for me or my family.
The newly established plan ready, my grandfather offers himself for the first round of guard. I warn Inuyama who accepts without arguing.
"-But could I still have what your mother served us a moment ago," he asks, wagging his tail.
I laugh with good heart and tell him that I'll bring him some before going to bed.
I warn the other two and explain to them the future plan. They also accepted without flinching and I showed them my playroom with a bed and told them they could sleep here.
"- Blóðvölva, it's too much honor for us, we can not sleep under the same roof as you and your family", he say while shaking his head.
"- You are my team now, and this house is big. You can sleep here and you will be able to protect my family quickly".
They look at each other and then kneel down.
"- Thank you Blóðvölva, we are happy to be your [Subordinate]".
I smile and caress their heads. This gesture is so natural that I only realize it afterwards. I quickly withdraw my hand and apologize. I then see Inuyasha smiling, showing his long canines, and Inukami's impassive face but whose tail moves from right to left.

I'm going to bed at last. Four hours of rest after several hours of fighting. I look at the time: it is ten o'clock in the morning. I was dead and resuscitated about six hours ago, I fought kobold for three hours, took an hour to get home when it normally takes only fifteen minutes, and then I stayed at home for two hours to talk with my family about our plan tonight ... what a day ... I end up falling into sleep.

Four hours later I am awakened by my mother. I had a deep sleep, no dream, a fair and restful sleep. I get dressed and just take my machete and go down to take my guard with Inuyasha. He is already there and when he sees me his tail start wagging.
(I think it's hard for them to lie, they're like real dogs, that's probably why I trust them ...)
I sit at the back of the house with a pair of binoculars prepared by my grandfather to scan the forest. Nothing special is happening, to my relief. Two hours later I wake everyone: finally our race for survival will begin...

Blood is a carrier of History, and his especially. 
When the law of the world crumble and his univer is mixed with another one, when monster pop around him and game-like pannels appears before him, will his ancients genes of Blóðvölva, the blood sorcerer of the North, be sufficient for the protection of his family ? 
Will he put his family to safety or be swalloed by this "game" that is his life now ?

Follow Lukas Maîtres* and his family as they try to survive by scavenging food and supplies surrounded by monsters, would you do the same if you were them ?

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*Maîtres : means master in french
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If you like The Walking Dead and video games, this novel is for you. It's not a zombie apocalypse (but there are zombies too), it's a video game apocalypse. How does that work ? Let's find out...




So, I tried to make this story mobile friendly, or at least on the webnovel app of my phone... yeah i don't know if the "panels" appears fine on your mobile or not, if someone can give me a feedback on it, I'll appreciate.
Also, I'm not really sure about my english and my grammar since it's not my native language, soooo... please some feedback on that also ?

I watched my life slowly fade from my body. I knew then and there, there was no hope for a better life. Instinctively I knew what death was, it was a termination of your body and soul, and I didn't like it. My soul protested to such a thing. That's when I felt a connection form with my mind. With that I was gone, my soul was no longer facing eminent erasure.

Looking around I didn't recognize a thing. In fact I knew all I could see was darkness. Feeling with my hand I realized I was surrounded by rock. One thought came to my mind. 'Was I buried?' Quickly however I knew that wasn't possible and as such searched for another answer to my situation. 'Is this a cave?' Looking for the answer to this I climbed on the ground upwards trying to find a surface to this world. Then I noticed a crystal I knew all to well. 'A Dungeon Crystal?'

Making my way up to my feet I made my way to the construction of the pedestal that held the glowing Dungeon Core. Placing my hands on it I felt a start to my mind's space as I felt a foreign thing enter my mind.

"Hello Dungeon Citizen 1 Please do your best for the dungeon."

Realizing I was a summoned creature from the way it was talking I looked at my hands and noticed green hands. I quickly knew what I was. "I'm a Goblin?"

"Correct Citizen, the dungeon currently has only the Basic Goblin race to chose from. It also doesn't have any skills for the race either. The dungeon recognizes you have sentience on a maximum sentience setting without the dungeons doing. Looking into it. Discovered. Lost soul accidently took over body of 1st Citizen's body. As 1st Citizen never formed a soul Dungeon will consider you free of charges of murder. Please work for betterment of the Dungeon. Since your first creature with sentience of this dungeon you shall be given special tasks of the dungeon with corresponding rewards. Please lead future creatures of the dungeon for the betterment of the dungeon."

Hearing all of this I broke out into a cold sweat realizing how close I just came to death. "Dungeon what do you need me to do. Since I gained this body I don't have certain memories on what tasks you wish me to do. I also don't know how to better the dungeon."

"The dungeon is processing your situation. Allowing certain learning privileges straight from dungeon for a lack of mana. Come here Citizen 1 and listen to tasks. I have currently 3 selectable missions for you that can directly help the dungeon. You can carry rocks you find to clean up this cave and bring them to the dungeon so it can absorb them for energy. You can kill creatures from another dungeon to give it more mana and new monsters, skills, and other things that are producible from mana. Finally you can complete missions set by the dungeon in specific situations to gain prizes depending on situation, task, and difficulty."

Taking the information and leaving I started doing the only task I knew how to do for now, pick up rocks. Getting on the task I wondered what to do for food. Eventually though after hours of work I noticed something extraordinary. I no longer need to eat food, and that meant I could just focus on whatever tasks I was given and have a chance to survive any future adventurers or monsters who came if I did enough to help the core.

Hours more passed and I noticed I also never grew tired. Well at least physically, I noticed I could get mentally tired. Bringing the last stone I the room that was larger than a fist to the dungeon core. It used all the energy it gathered to create a few new items. They were a broom, dustpan, Infinite lights that lasts infinitely to spread around the room and a pickaxe. Picking up the pickaxe I all of a sudden got two new screens.

"Good Job Citizen 1 pick one of the two missions. Sweep, Sweep- Using the magic broom and dustpan fully clean up the cave of all regular dirt and make the floor feel smooth. The Dustpan automatically delivers the dirt to the Dungeon Core for further mana usage. Ding, Ding- Using the normal Pickaxe dig out the walls of the dungeon in highlighted parts to gain rock and new living space and then deliver the rocks to the dungeon."

Taking the mission for pickaxing I started breaking up the small areas in the room of the cave I was in leaving only the places to dig that would create future pathways for the dungeon. Now the dungeon room was dug out in a cylindrical shape with a roof that was the same as a circled cut in half place on top of a cylinder.

Looking over at the latters that had been formed as I worked I couldn't help but shudder at the memory of falling to my death. That was when I had found out I was something called a permanent summon according to the dungeon. Each Permanent summon was able to have it's soul sent to a newly created body upon their death by the dungeon. The dungeon didn't even need to do anything as the body naturally saved up the mana to do so deep within itself. This also allowed summons with such a status to be able to change their race, stats, and skill easily without needing to suffer a process of their body reworking itself continuously over time to adapt.

Blessing my luck yet still being frightened of death I wondered what I should do next after working for so long. Going over to a wall I put down the pick and was about to pick up the broom when I got a new mission.

"Sanding, Painting, and Reworking. You have gathered a good amount of mana for the moment and as such the dungeon will reward you with a magical sand file that you must control with your mind. Use it to smooth down the walls perfectly in the dungeon room."

Seeing the mission I felt my mind starting to dumb down as I got used to it. 'Soon,' I thought to myself over, over, and over. That lasted for weeks. Sure enough the walls and the room was eventually perfectly smoothed and painted over. The room was even given wood that covered it completely and gave it two floors from the mana gathered from rocks and the world itself as I discovered the core was able to gather mana by itself just at a rate slightly slower than what I could earn every day tackling the task of digging the passage ways out of this room.

Sitting down on the ground happily at finally finishing my task I felt something stir within my mind.

"Your very diligent Citizen 1. The dungeons glad that you decided to inherit a body from it's dungeon. It as such has a choice for you to make. The dungeon can increase the number of goblins under your generator so that way they'll be 10 total goblins including you. Of course you'll be the only one with a fully sentient mind so the dungeon will let you lead them. The second choice you have is the option to upgrade your generator with a skill out of the selection that the dungeon has compiled. Thirdly you may chose to double the strength of all summons of your generator."

Considering the implications of it I asked a couple of things first. "How often is each of these options given as rewards." Humoring the soul the dungeon responded to it.

"Each of these option are frequently given as they are considered basic rewards in this world for all dungeons to give to their hardest working citizens.

Taking in the information I finally chose the option of having other goblins. Reading my mind the dungeon got to work as it started glowing brightly and from air 9 body's formed with their infinite revival allowing cores.

Sighing I was not enjoying the fact of being forced to work again, but knowing other dungeons existed and they could one day try to attack my dungeon core killing me I gave it my all to survive but still live a good life by creating a place I could be proud of with the dungeon. I didn't want to live a worthless life after all. Who did?

There are to many stories about the dungeon core. Why not make one based on it's workers instead. What would happen if you worked for a dungeon core whether you signed up for it or not.

Law of the Jungle.
Survival of the Fittest.
  
However, there wasn't just one absolute power in the demon world.
There were six demon kings that ruled across the lands.
  
Typically, one owner ruled one dungeon.
However, that wasn't a rule. It was just the general case.
  
There were demon kings that ruled several dungeons. Each of the owners of those dungeons were under their command.
  
And for the six demon kings, who were regarded as the pinnacle power of the demon world, ruled over dozens of dungeons.
  
The southeast side of the demon world.
The King of Gluttony, who ruled over one of the seven territories.
Commanded 43 owners and owned 60 dungeons.
  
"Beautiful."
  
The King of Gluttony spoke. He had a deep and rough voice.
The king was of a massive size.
He had a height that reached three meters tall, with shoulders that looked like castle walls, and two long thick arms that dragged across the floor. His arms were so huge that they looked more like pillars that supported his massive frame.
  
His jaw was so well developed that it now resembled a trapezoid. Whereas his teeth that were shown whenever he spoke looked more like they belonged to a shark.
  
The King of Gluttony slightly squinted his eyes. He raised his head, that was adorned with six horns and observed the spirit in front of him. The large, white fabric that covered his purple skin fluttered slightly in the breeze.

In front of the king, a large monster politely bowed its head. The monster was so large that the room, which had a ceiling about twenty meters high, felt quite cramped

The monster was a Bone Dragon.
It was considered to be one of the highest-ranked undead spirits.
  
The dragon's body reached dozens of meters in length. And when it would spread out its wings and take flight, it was as if its body covered the entire sky.
  
"I'm glad you like it."
  
A brown-skinned Incubus stood in front of the king wearing a black suit and a warm smile upon his face. He was responsible for the transaction between the Dungeon Market and the King of Gluttony.
The King of Gluttony spoke up again.

"Its body seems strong. What kind of dragon was it again? Is it blue? Or red?"
"It's red. One of the many bloodlines of the King of Violence."

"Oh, so it's his descendant."
"It's the fourth generation. I don't know about anything else, but when it comes to its body and physical strength, in particular, it's safe to assume that it's definitely the descendant of the King of Violence."
  
The King of Violence, one of the six demon kings that ruled the demon world.
He possessed one of the great Seven Miracles, the symbol of a king, and was known to be the strongest out of all of the dragons that existed within the demon world.
  
"It seems like he's not that interested in his descendants."
"If that was the case, then he would have to take care of over dozens, maybe hundreds, of descendants. Furthermore, he's currently resting so it can't be helped."
  
The same was true for the King of Gluttony, who too wasn't that interested in his descendants. There was even a separate military force of just his direct descendants.
  
The real reason why the King of Gluttony felt annoyed was simple. He hated the King of Violence. His existence made him feel uncomfortable.
  
Demon Kings possessed not only one of the Seven Miracles but also represented the Seven Deadly Sins
Only those that possessed both should be fit to reign over the demon world.
  
Thus, shouldn't it be a requirement to possess one of the Seven Deadly Sins in order to fight for dominance over the demon world?

The King of Violence.
He wasn't part of the Seven Deadly Sins. He just had one of the Seven Miracles that the other kings had.
  
The King of Gluttony frowned slightly to express their displeasure and gazed upon the dragon again. After thinking about the descendant of the King of Violence becoming his spirit, it made him feel a bit better.
  
"What happened to the purchase of the Death Knight and the Elder Lich that we talked about before?"
"Since you wanted the transaction to be done discreetly, it will take more time. Furthermore, since there aren't that many high-ranked spirits, there are many who are quite sensitive to the information about their number."

The six kings were currently standing against each other and information regarding transactions of high-ranked spirits were of utmost importance to them.
  
The King of Gluttony stroked the giant gauntlet on his left hand, which provided the power of one of the miracles. He didn't like the delay, but he needed time regardless to continue with his current plan.
  
'The south is empty.'

It was the area that the great King of Greed, Mammon, once ruled over. Right now, it was just a bare empty land.
But he had no intention of taking it. There were still dozens of dungeons there and even though they were weak, each of the dungeons still had owners.
  
He couldn't go there personally since he was a king. If he did, then the other kings would definitely rise up and confront him.
  
But what if he had someone else dominate the empty southern land in his place? And what if that person then devoted themselves to himself, the King of Gluttony?
  
Lots of different scenarios could potentially occur during the enactment of that plan.
He needed to come up with different solutions to handle each one of those potential scenarios. All to surprise the other kings with his newfound power. The Bone Dragon in front of him was just the beginning of his plan.
  
"I'll wait."
  
The king spoke softly and the Incubus politely offered his thanks in return.
The dragon bowed its head.
   
***

"That way!"

"Aah!"
"Aah!"

Jon and Ron both roared in response after Yong-Ho shouted. Beside them were the two other goblins, Yon and Jun, who now specialized in agility and intellect. Instead of wielding bamboo spears, each of them now wielded a separate weapon and shield.
  
Instead of fighting individually, each of the four Goblins were now together in formation.
Ron held up his shield in the front since he was in charge of defense and specialized in stamina, whereas Jon wielded an axe to attack from the side since he specialized in strength. Yon, meanwhile, specialized in agility so he used a long lance to attack any openings from the enemies and lastly, Jun directed the other Goblins since she specialized in intelligence

Together they formed a team that made use of each of their specialized skills.

Yong-Ho named the goblins, Goblin Rangers, and gave them the group name, The Four Goblin Guardians. Yong-Ho was now quite satisfied by their fighting ability against the Crazy Ants and turned his attention elsewhere.

Skull was now all equipped with a shield and armor and was mercilessly crushing the Crazy Ants before him. Yong-Ho recently evolved him from a Skeleton Soldier to a Skeleton Warrior as a reward for his fighting prowess. Before, he seemed to just randomly swing his hammer around, but now, it seemed like he planned every move.

It had now been four days since they reclaimed Kaiwan's armory.
Yong-Ho now had a higher quantity of mana, thanks to his evolution and simply developing the dungeon's facilities wasn't enough for him.
He had evolved the other Goblins, Catalina, and even Skull, who was now considered the dungeon's ace.

Reclaiming the mine with their current strength was currently impossible. That was why Yong-Ho instead focused on gaining experience.
Instead of going directly into the mine, Yong-Ho hovered around it and hunted the nearby Crazy Ants and Slimes.

'This both decreases the number of enemies and allows us to gain experience. Two birds with one stone.'

Training helped him gain experience and develop his skills, it wasn't nearly as effective as actual combat.
  
'It would be nice if I could obtain another spirit.'
  
Unfortunately, it was too difficult to obtain a spirit from either a Crazy Ant or a Slime. It was because both of the dungeon monsters, in the first place, didn't have a lot of mana, but more importantly, there was too large of a gap between them and Yong-Ho.
  
'Even if they were part of the same family, if there was too large of a difference, you wouldn't be able to obtain their spirit. In order to become stronger, you can only take the spirit of an opponent of similar strength or stronger.'
  
Yong-Ho recalled Catalina's explanation and turned his attention elsewhere. He saw Catalina fighting a group of Crazy Ants and Soldier Ants that recently appeared. Yong-Ho activated the Power of Evolution.
  
   [Name: Catalina (F)
   [Race: Half Succubus, Half Dark Elf]
   [Class: Spirit (Mid-Rank)]
   [Main Elements: Wind / Darkness | Secondary Elements : Lightning / Water / Earth] 
   [Main Stats: Succubus - Charm / Mana | Dark Elf - Agility / Courage]
   [Evolution Rate: 99/100]
  
   [Succubus: Charm - Level 0 | ★★★ (3)] -> [Development route opened]
   [Dark Elf: Agility - Level 2 | ★★★☆ (3.5)] -> [Development route opened]
   [Hybrid - Level 0 | ★★★☆ (3.5)] -> [Development route will open once it has been evolved]
   [Succubus: Mana - Level 0 | ★★★☆ (3.5)] -> [Development route opened]
   [Dark Elf: Skill - Level 1 | ★★★ (3)] -> [Development route opened]
  
   [Succubus] / [Shadow Elf]
  
Just from her information, it seemed that he should evolve her right now.
Out of the five evolutionary routes, four of them were open for promotion.
There were two main different evolutionary routes that Catalina could take.
  
'The routes related to the Succubus would evolve her into a Succubus while those related to the Dark Elf would evolve her into a Shadow Elf.'
  
The Power of Evolution wasn't in its most perfect form yet. Every time Yong-Ho became stronger, then his power would become stronger as well and a new category would be revealed.
  
'The level for the routes related to the Succubus are all zero. However, the development routes are still open… which probably means that if selected she would evolve from being a half Succubus to a full Succubus.'
 
In that sense, it was a bit vague to say that it was a simple development. Rather, it was more akin to her evolving into an entirely different being.
  
Which route should he choose?
That was Yong-Ho's first major concern, however, now something else worried him. There was another category that made him more concerned.
  
'Hybrid.'
  
The only evolutionary route that wasn't yet open.
What would happen if she evolved into a hybrid? What kind of development route would appear?

Catalina was a mix between a Succubus and a Dark Elf. So instead of developing her into one of those races, wouldn't it be better for her to keep both and use the advantages of each?
  
'The problem is that I'm not certain about anything.'
  
He couldn't just hastily evolve her, hoping for the best.
Each evolution caused an increase in difficulty in filling the evolution rate, similar to how characters in games would require more experience points the more they leveled up. The number required still remained at 100, but it required a lot more experience to just fill one point.
It was also hard for him to ignore the fact that depending on the evolutionary route he took the potential development of the accessible evolutionary routes would change as well.
  
If it was a game character, he could refer to websites to get help or he could even first test it out and then get a new character.
  
'I should ask her about it.'

Even though Catalina was a spirit that belonged to the dungeon, she had her own character. She wasn't low in intelligence like the Goblin Rangers or had difficulty communicating like Skull, so it was best to go with whatever she wanted.
  
"Great."
  
After they defeated the Soldier Ants, then he would have a talk with her. It seemed like his evolution rate was going to reach a hundred as well.
  
After making up his mind, Yong-Ho waved his finger in the air and created a window of light that contained a map of the dungeon. He examined the dungeon map which allowed him to easily grasp the current status of the dungeon.
  
Catalina, Skull, and the Goblin Rangers were currently engaged with the Crazy Ants along with Yong-Ho.
Whereas, the Treant and the Kobolds were training together in front of the throne room.
Meanwhile, the Salamander was hunting together with Eligor outside the dungeon.
  
The number of spirits now amounted to thirteen. The amount of food and mana required couldn't be compared to when he had just first started with three members, including himself.

'As expected. It's better to start off with just a few and then increase their power.'
  
He couldn't increase the number of spirits.
He had to instead improve their power.
It was better to create a small elite group and then target the gold mine!

'Hm, an elite squad.'
  
Even though there weren't enough spirits to call them a troop, it didn't really matter. He felt that there was a certain romance and stylishness to the word, squad.
  
'It would be great if a similar level monster now appeared to help them gain experience.'
  
They could both increase their evolution rate and acquire a spirit.
  
Yong-Ho laughed because he even thought that it was quite a selfish request.
  
However, in that moment.
  
[An intruder has appeared in the dungeon!]
  
The Spirit of the Dungeon called out and Yong-Ho rolled his eyes. He exchanged a quick gaze with Catalina, who was just catching her breath after defeating the remaining Soldier Ants.
  
Yong-Ho and Catalina turned around at the same time. Skull and the Goblin Rangers did the same.
All of them began to run towards the throne room.

When I was 15-years-old, during the year that I graduated from middle school, my father told me this.

“The Devil’s blood runs in our family.”

That was the truth. Sadly my father was the owner of a takeaway chicken shop with the talent of turning his eyes blue, and I was the son of the takeaway shop who just happened to be slightly stronger than others.

But five years later.

They came for me.

On the morning of my coming of age ceremony I wake up with memories of my past life. I look at the world with new eyes, and it feels like I'm starting over. I remember every moment of both lives. My new world has magic, levels, classes, skills, and ability scores. It's a world where dungeons are places that adventures explore for treasure, not prisons found in a medieval castle. I know with a certainty that terrifies me that it's all real, even if I'm a dragon and it feels like a game. 

I fly down to the river and soak in the fresh water flowing down from the mountain. I should be freezing, but I guess that makes sense. In tabletop games, and most stories white dragons are immune to cold. Even with my eyes closed I know a small herd of deer is timidly approaching the river. I can smell their scent, and hear the quiet rustle of their tentative steps. My human senses were so dull compared to what I have now. I leave them in peace, and enjoy a long soak. Once my head clears I head to my room for fresh clothing. I stumble when I see myself in the mirror. My newly recovered human perspective can't help stopping to stare.

Snow white hair cascades down my shoulders. It looks just as pure and white as the rest of me. Pointed ears and short spiraling horns perfectly accent the most beautiful face I've ever seen. My silver eyes are slitted like a cat, or more accurately, slitted like a crocodiles. Tiny scales cover my hairless body. I didn't think about it before. I've been bruised, but I've never had even a small scrape or cut since being reborn into this body. These scales truly are armor. My feet are closer to a reptile than a human, and have prehensile toes ending in talons. They make climbing easy, but I'll miss shoes. My hands look human, except my fingers end in silver talons instead of soft fingertips. These would have made masturbating dangerous when I was human. A smile curls my lips as I remember just how nice my sensitive prehensile tail can feel. I have better alternatives now. I cup my breasts with a smile. Big enough to attract the eyes without constantly being in the way. No back pain. I wonder if the tail counterbalances my breasts so that my back is under less strain? I turn around so that I can take a look at my butt and tail. Wow. I'm literally the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. My hands drift down between my legs. Everything is hidden behind a slit, just like every other reptile, but memories assure me that it's all there.

A fresh trickle of my parents comforting scent drifts into my room. They are waiting for me. Even the memories whirling through my head can't prevent an excited smile from spreading across my face. I quickly dress and head into the main cavern to meet them.

My parents don't enjoy social games or pompous ceremony, so use the short version of the ceremony.

My parents wait for me in their greater forms. 

Speaking simultaneously they both say, "A century ago we welcomed a precious child into our heart and lair. Is she ready to set aside her childhood and find her own place in the world?"

"I am ready to put aside my childhood."

Still speaking simultaneously they say, "Then you are no longer welcome in our lair. Gather your possessions and meet us outside."

Just a few short sentences brings my childhood to an end. The clothes on my back, a map, a few coins, and my backpack are all I can take with me. I gather my gear and head outside. I'm glad they used the "Gather your possessions and meet us outside" alternative instead of "Gather your possessions and leave." It implies that they have a final gift for me.

Mother and Father meet me in their humanoid form. Father says "We have one final gift to help you explore this world." Mother hands me a scroll, and says. "This will grant the skill [Appraise]. Using it will grant information about your target. The information returned will become more detailed as you grow in power. It also prevents the [Appraise] skill from being used on you."

I thank them for the final gift. 

While I've never seen a skill scroll before, I know how they work. I quickly unroll the scroll and magical runes flow into my mind as raw concepts without using languages or words. The strange twisting power fills my consciousness, and the world is pushed away. When I come back to myself I'm laying on the floor just inside my parents home, and my head aches like the worst hangover I've ever had.

I force myself to my feet. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm an adult now, and this is their lair, not mine. The human part of me doesn't mind, but it feels wrong to my dragon side. I stumble my way outside, and relax when I find both of them are waiting for me. Something about them being outside turns the situation around to my instincts. Instead of me invading their lair, they abandoned the lair, and an abandoned lair is free for anyone to claim. Once I leave they will reclaim it, and our relationship will remain in balance.

"Next time I suggest you wait until laying down and ready to sleep before reading a skill scroll. The skill doesn't activate until you have a full night of sleep anyway." says father.

"Knowing about something is far from experiencing it for yourself." Says mother. 

The crinkling scent of amusement coming from them makes me feel like a child, but I take a deep breath and bury the feeling. It's time for me to live my own life. I head towards the nearest city. At least I hope it's the nearest city. My only map is hundreds of years old, and I don't even know if it was accurate when it was new.

The gods created a game-like world for their high-stakes contest, and Ciarra is the most powerful of their pawns, she ignores little things like racism, bigotry, and societal norms.

One little foxkin who has lived a hard and brutal life becomes Ciarra's pet. For the first time in years, she has hope, and a chance to follow her dreams.

Assuming Ciarra, an amoral sexual sadist doesn't kill her first.

Expect LOTS of sex, DUBCON, lesbian harem, very rough sex, NSFW themes, dark themes with a chance for a brighter future, and dragons eating vanquished foes - both literally and figuratively.

What Cale said about finding the world to be wrong, Isabelle understood it well. However, since Cale was simply an ordinary person, Isabelle thought that Cale seemed to think that it was himself who had issues.

"Cale... what you said about feeling like something was wrong with this world... you aren't the only one to have that feeling." Isabelle said.

Cale inwardly laughed as he thought that he was just making some shit up. Who knew Isabelle would actually get baited, but he continued to maintain a surprised look at her statement.

"Do you want to find out the truth about the world?" Isabelle asked. Cale acted confused. "What do you mean?"

Isabelle took out an old pocket watch from her pocket and told Cale to hold it. Cale did as he was told, but he had already checked it out with his eye of insight.

[Limeral Pocket Watch]
[Glows if the holder is not human]
[Can be used to bind an oath]

When Cale held it in his hand nothing happened. Isabelle had a sigh of relief. She was sure that Cale was a human, but she had to make sure.

"I want you to make me an oath that you won't tell anyone that I revealed the information that I will reveal to you in the next hour."

Cale acted confused and did as she was told. He felt a weird energy string tie around his wrist as he did that. He could see the string of blue energy using his eye of insight. Cale thought that was interesting.

Isabelle nodded. She had already made sure there was no one else around 

"This world is not normal. Like you said." She sighed. "This nation of flowers, the country we live in, is controlled not by humans, but fantastical beings called dragons."

Cale showed disbelief on his face. But Isabelle continued. "This world, under the veneer of this ordinary world, lies a hidden fantasy world. A hidden war for power is being waged between human's and different races. Dragons... they are one of the most powerful races and they thoroughly defeated humans and took over this country.

Over the past thousand years, humans with power have all moved to the first heaven, a land in the sky and the races like dragons have taken control of the earth. Humans who have power on earth are hidden from the world."

Cale sighed. "So... you're one of these hidden humans?" Isabelle shook her head. "You can say so, but I'm just an ordinary student, I'm too weak to fight for the human race yet."

"Fight? Is that the goal of humans with power?" Cale asked.

"Yes. It is to take back control from these creatures. They have disguised themselves as humans and taken control of society, created a fake world where powers, abilities and skills don't exist." Isabelle looked at Cale. "I was staring at you, because I noticed that you have the talent to cultivate. I was observing your behavior to ensure you weren't suspicious."

Cale looked at the ground. He didn't speak. He learned some new information, humans with power are actually oppressed and most don't even live on earth, but in a land in the sky! That was probably why Isabelle learned the disguise skill, Cale hypothesized that perhaps most humans with any power would have learned that disguise skill.

Isavelle stayed silent. She thought that Cale must have been shocked by what he heard and probably doubted her and gave him time to process it.

Cale looked at her. "It is truly hard to believe, but your serious look tells me you aren't joking." Isabelle nodded. Cale continued. "Why did you tell me this? Isn't this probably a big secret?"

Isabelle instead asked. "Do you want to become stronger?"

Cale shook his head. "I don't know about that. I am guessing becoming stronger means entering this dangerous world with a double life?" Isabelle sighed. What Cale said was indeed true. Cale spoke again. "I know too little about this world to make a rational decision."

Isabelle nodded. "Take this flash drive. It contains a lot of basic information about the world, however, destroy it once you read through it. If you agree, I can let my master meet you." 

Back at home. Cale took the flash drive in his hand. He realized that his eye of insight was indeed marvelous. He could directly form a display within his vision that could explore the files in the data drive. 

It told him about the state of the earth. How humans with abilities are at constant guerilla war with the dragons and how they have to stay in hiding. It also gave him information about different races, about monsters and finally dungeons. Apparently there are many dungeons around the world. They are the source of monsters. 

Most keep dungeons as training grounds for their races. Dungeons are hard to find and most dungeons are actually found when the monsters overflow out. It also pointed to locations of known dungeons.

Cale thought about the dungeon he controlled. He wasn't sure how he became its owner, but from the tutorial he had received, he found that his dungeon would not be detectable to anyone else for a year. This was time for the dungeon master to create a dungeon. 

Thus Cale had to collect a lot of DP to expand his library dungeon at the same time he needed to level up. But he didn't have a desire to join Isabelle's group, whatever it was. He wasn't interested in a life long war, just self preservation. Cale was selfish that way.

He did however, desire the disguise skill, so he could fake his level. Although Eye of Insight seemed to be a unique skill he got as a dungeon master, he had to be prepared for an enemy to potentially have the skill.

He selected a dungeon to try out, that was not very far away, since it was within the Rinlo City itself. He would have to take a taxi. Dungeons had been classified according to their difficulty and this particular dungeon was labelled as beginner grade.

Marcus grinned while thinking of summoning the "Demon [King Guardian Dragon]". It was everything he wanted - and epic summoning which would end this damn Live Stream once and for all. However, he didn't do it. 

The show must go on, after all, and he needed to cement both his position of power as well as his empire's position in the world. 

It wasn't just about defeating Jack - it was about making sure he would never be able to put his feet in the island again!

Only that way could both his empire and his newly-acquired loot be safeguarded. He wouldn't underestimate the King of Dragons, after all. 

To dev Joes' displeasure, he scrolled through the summoning list and devices, and then selected a few of the most basic ones coupled with a high-spec one.

"Enemy Warding", "Enemy Teleportation", "Enemy Marking", "Cursing", "Weakening", "Absolute Overpowering" and "Enemy Abjuration". 

That's right. He wanted to make the dungeon - and the whole island - a place Jack, the Dragon King, couldn't put his feet on, ever again!

"Enemy Warding" would find Jack's position on the map. "Enemy Teleportation" and "Enemy Abjuration" would complement each other, making it so Jack would be not only banished from the island, but also that, no matter where in the island he was, he would be then teleported to the Abjuration Trap range and then expelled. 

Of course, "Weakening" and "Absolute Overpowering" were needed to make it so Jack could even be abjured by the dungeon. His level might be low, but his nature as a Dragon King was so OP, no regular abjuration or teleportation spells would work against him. In fact, wasn't it for "Absolute Overpowering", a skill only the Highest-Level dungeons had, it wouldn't be possible even to ward him! 

"Absolute Overpowering's" effect was to disregard ones' nature and level by making it so that the whole of the dungeon might was centered around the being, sucking up his mana until he was dry, and making it so every move of him and skill would feed the dungeon with energy. 

It could be said to be a sure-kill move aimed exactly at OP beings like Jack - the Demon King castle, for instance, had the same spell on it. It was meant to be a plot changing device and also a last-line-of-defense for these ultra-high-level MOBs - insurance that they would never lose their lairs. 

Well, it was under Marcus's hands now. And the "Cursing" spell… well, it was a pretty little funny one, which allowed for the Dungeon Master to curse an enemy invader with a certain set of spells to be forever ingrained on their bodies, like cursing someone with the weakening spell...

And, like that, Jack the Dragon King was severely nerfed by his own dungeon - while also being expelled from his own Island. 

The nerfing itself was actually welcomed - Jack always hated the excess of information his body gave him, and he was still high-leveled enough to face an entire army twice the size of the one which faced him. 

But the looting of his treasure vault almost drove him into insanity form anger - his rage plummeted the whole island for 20 hours straight, as Jack tried to forcefully enter his old lair - that is, until it was time to change the chambers' fluid…

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