Luke pov

Pulling his sword out of the goblin he stepped forward and punched the dungeon heart with all his strength shattering it. Another one down he thought.

Luke had been traveling the new continent solo destroying dungeons for exp but at level 210 a whole dungeon wasn't even a quarter of a level. But the level cap didn't exist so he had to stay at the top.

He was sure missing his house though, two story stone and granite with running water. Houses didn't get much better than that but it was all the way back near the first town of the continent. Damn he missed it.

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Walking through the forest he came upon a clearing with a small hole in the ground.

"Another weak dungeon lets go clear it" he thought aloud to himself.

He was a high Mage defender. Basically he was a high Mage by with ridiculous defence, three months of searching and a lot of gold it took to become such a class but it was worth it he could do anything by himself seeing as he was a Mage and also had a few attributes of warriors.

Walking in there wasn't much on the first floor he passed the second floor easy to. Third and fourth weren't to challenging.

The fifth floor was simple but the boss was cunning and to hard for any magic to work on seeing as he was a golem. In the end Luke ended up using a war mace to crush it's body and kill it.

Things were getting interesting.

The next floor was actually a little harder but still didn't challenge him. The boss was super easy to beat he simply crushed it . The seventh floor was kinda fun and he simply roasted the boss. The eighth floor was a good time with him having to actually fight a little. But In the final boss room something wasn't quite right.

There was a lich standing in the middle of the floor chanting but standing at the back wall an Orc eyed him with caution.

Muttering quickly he used some dark magic and sucked the lich into a portal and dropped it in the middle of the starting town. He needed to slow down the competition if he wanted to become king.

Turning to the Orc he watched as the Orc un-sheathed a iron long sword. Orcs were dumb and easy to fight but this one seemed intelligent.

I'm retarded it's a dungeon lord! He thought. Quickly he pulled out his special weapon. 

The evolutionary shields. They were class specific items that only one person could possess. They levelled up on their own so that a player would never out grow Them. They were level 182 currently with a points coming to sharp tips and a gun inside that fired bolts of magic. It was truly his dream weapon. Charging the Orc he shot magic out of his shields and rolled to the left as the iron sword crashed through were he had been but a second ago.

Finally after weeks of searching dungeons, a challenge.

They traded blows back and for a few minutes before Luke got board and pulled a trump card. 

" amethyst monkey!"

After screaming the words they both stood still as a crystal monkey walked out of a portal. It didn't look like much but it was special. The monkey ran over and started throwing punches at the Orc which were easily blocked. Then the monkey stepped back and started eating the floor. Seeing his chance the dungeon lord jumped forward and swung down at the monkey with all his strength.

The iron sword shattered. Immediately the Orc held his hand out and a spiked mace appeared in it. Again the Orc swung and against shattered. A third time he held his hand out a hammer appeared but the head was the size of a mans body. Swinging down Orc went about crushing the monkey.

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As he swung down a giant hand grabbed the hammer and pulled it from his grasp. Standing there was a amethyst gorilla. The real monster. It crushed the hammer and punched the Orc literally causing him to burst before the gorilla walked back through a portal.

That gorilla had saved him more time than he could count.

Waking to the wall he drew his arm back a prepared to shatter the heart.

"Wait!"

Looking around he was confused there was no one else in the room.

" I am Matt, the dungeon heart. I am a player just like you and wish to live, bring me to your home or let me be your home or just leave me alone but don't just fucking kill me!" He yelled the last part.

" And why should I do that? Hmm you'll provide a lot of exp. to kill."

" because if I absorb a teleporting dungeon heart than I can transport myself, my body aka my dungeon or maybe buildings could be considered a dungeon if they are stone?, and anything inside of me. I can be a mobile fortress as well as traveling companion and army. I'm literally the best thing someone can have in their team." Finishing his rant the dungeon went quiet...

He could be of help if he can be controlled... Luke thought to himself.

Thinking Luke pulled out a magic scroll and quill and went about writing. Five minutes later he was finished.

Matt pov

" create a dungeon lord that can write." Luke spoke.

Using the mp he had gained from all the dead monsters he created a goblin with longer fingers seeing as it could do the job Matt walked over to the stranger Matt grabbed the quill and asked where he had to sign. All the while reading it.

I (sign name here) swear to always listen to Luke Clarke so long as I live. ( sign name here) shall not bring any harm to Luke on any circumstances unless he says to do so.

Reading it over Matt signed where directed and sealed his fate.

" now Matt is it? Ah yes it is. We are going to put me on the throne of this continent. But first it seems we need to find you a teleporting dungeon heart to absorb and for you to turn my home into a castle." Luke said.

" uh Luke minor problem."

" what would that be?"

" I don't have enough mp to make a strong enough army or to make a castle. I need more mp and knowledge. I need more dungeon hearts to absorb, it's the fastest way."Matt replied.

" well I'll take you home and then go hunting."

What had Matt gotten himself into?