[Jake]

A cold forest covered with thick fir trees that block out the sun in the town bellow. In the middle of this forest is a small mossy stone wall entrance that leads further in to the mountain, could be a mine or something else entirely...

'Today's a beautiful night to go to a dungeon after a big party, and this time I will do this all alone... except Karl will also help me carry stuff because we only get the red crystal when she wants us to do a mission, and Karl lives in the town bellow.'

Karl yawns.

"...Are you tired? Well, I guess it makes sense because we did come here late."

Karl shakes his head.

"Your not tired? Good because we will be here for a while." He sighs. "Sorry to drag you here, but I did need some help."

Karls body feels like it's about to crash down.

"Oh, let's go, let's go!" He attempts to keep Karl awake... it succeeds.

The walls are covered with wet green.

'This feel nostalgic, but this time I didn't come here through a black hole.' He chuckles to himself, but switches his tone halfway through the hallway. "Make sure you don't lose your bag Karl because the key in there will let us see that treasure."

Karl nods.

The sound of a loud screech is heard.

'Rats, it really is like that day.'

A rat with dark red fur and yellow teeth comes out from the dark corner. It doesn't seem to be aggressive, but it does seem to growl when both get close to it.

'It should be fine to let it live, but just to be sure.'

Jake raises the sword above his head, with all his force slashes the sword down, but the rat jump backwards with the sword bouncing from the ground. The rat opens its mouth and it starts glowing red with a small flame appearing in the mouth. It lets the flame out of its mouth, but Jake uses his sword like a baseball bat, and hits the fire, and the fire disappears.

'Seems like the magic weapons being able to resist magic is true.'

Another fireball comes, but it misses both of them and it hits the wall, but the moist walls seems to get rid of the flames that hit it. Jake ready for another attack slowly walk towards the rat. The rat is shaking in place, and it lets out a lot of small fireballs that Jake ducks for. The rat misses all the attacks, and Jake goes for a stab attack. The rat dodges it to the right while doing a spin, the spin hits Jakes leg, and blood comes from the cut. Lucky enough it isn't a deep cut. Another fireball wants to come out of the rat, but Jake runs at the rat. A fireball goes at him again, but stabs through it right to the rats mouth. There's a lot of blood spilling out from the rats mouth, but its movements aren't stopping. The rat still having a sword in it, tries to get a fireball out of its mouth, but the magic sword is stopping it from doing that. The red rat turns purple, and blue flames come out from its mouth, the flame reaches Jakes arm, but he takes his hand off the handle of the sword. The evolved rat jumps back, and lets out a wide blue flame that covers up the entire area around it with flame, but doesn't seem to reach as far.

'What do I do now? There's no opening!' He crouches. 'It does have a serious injury, I could wait it out.' His fist reaches the ground. 'I don't have the time, I have to get the treasure before she wakes up!'

Jake sprints into the flames, and kicks the sword further into the rat. The rat is pushed back, it struggles to let out more flames, but Jake kicks the hilt of the sword again, again, again, again...

Karl pokes Jake a little.

He turn around with wide eyes filled with rage. "What is it?!"

Karl falls to the ground, trembling.

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Jake turns back to normal instantly. "Oh, sorry about that." Scratching the back of his head. His hand goes into the rats mouth and he pulls out the bloody sword. "Let's keep going."

Karl runs in front of him and gives him a water bottle.

"R-right, right, I forgot about my injuries." He looks at his legs. 'It stings a little, but I should be fine.' He pours water on his legs. 'Ow, ow, ow, it hurts, but is nothing to a hero like myself!'

They both make it deeper inside, and then hear the sound of water out of the moss hallways.

"Is that what I think it is." Turning the corner he sees a glowing water in the pond. He jumps up and down then goes into the pond. "Hello my old friend." His burns on the body slowly go away, and the skin turns back to normal. "I'm healed!"

Karl sits down on the hard rock ground, trying to not show his exhaustion.

"You want to rest?"

Karl shakes his head.

"Good, we have to hurry."

A clicking sound comes from the next room.

"Karl. Get rid of the water in the bottle, switch it with the glowing water, and make sure you stand behind me like before."

Karl nods.

In to the room crawls a red cockroach, its body is burning with small flames coming out from the side. The roach jumps up and down quickly, with small fiery explosions every time it hits the ground.

Jake smiles with sweat. "Great."

He bashes the roach in the air and pushes it into the pond. The flames go out, and the pond is letting out smoke. The roach has slowed down, and has a hard time moving. Jake stabs the head part where the flames came out, and the roach dies.

"There are a lot of mutated monsters in this dungeon." He takes a deep breath. "Karl!"

Karl stands up with wide eyes and tight shoulders.

"Let's go!"

They make it to a room with a huge black door with golden stripes that is locked, but it does have a hexagon shaped hole close to the ground level.

'This is it!' Jake takes out a hexagon shaped box, then gently puts the box in to the door.

The loud sounds of a door opening can be heard. It takes a while, but it finally starts to open by it self, but when the door cracks open a little huge swarm of black smoke comes fast in their direction. It doesn't smell like anything, but their vision has shrouded in darkness. The door fully opens, with that the smoke goes away, but out of the door comes a knight from the middle ages, it has a one handed long sword in its left hand and a small shield in the other, it is covered in black heavy armor with a little black smoke coming out of the holes of its helmet.

'A yes, the dark knight vs the white knight. I knew this battle would happen one day.' Jake raises his sword against the knight with a smile. "Well, we meet at last!"

The knight stands in place not saying a word.

"A yes, your the quiet type." Jake waits for a response, but still gets nothing. "So it is then. Let's go!"

Jake jumps up in the air with the sword above him, he gets close to the knights head, but the knight kicks Jake at the stomach. Jake coughs, and gets kicked to the ground. Jake opens his eyes and sees that the tip of the knights sword is coming his way. He rolls out of it, and the sword barely gets him, and it goes deep into the ground. Jake gets up, and goes for its legs, but it hits Jake with its shield to the face. Jake goes flying into the wall. His face now fully covered in blood, and ribs a little broken.

'How's this guy this strong? Can I even do this?' In the entrance where they came from is Karl shaking all over. 'I can't give up yet, not when there are people here that I need to protect.' The knight still standing in place, looking like it wasn't even paying attention. 'Alright, now's my chance!'

Jake goes in for a running stab attack, but the knight looks at him, and without even any effort stabs its sword into Jakes heart.

Jake's in a loss of words, the blood coming out from all his sides, and his mouth. He feels like he's in a tight room, but also feels like he is expanding from the inside. The knight pulls out its sword from him, and black smoke comes out from Jakes wound.

'Is this... it. A bit... short... wasn't.' He smiles on the bloody ground.

Karl runs to him, and pours the glowing water into his wound, but it isn't closing for some reason.

"Stop... please..."

He stops, and his eyes begin to water. It seems like his trying to say something, but he isn't able to let it out.

"Listen... you... have... to keep... the hero dream... alive." He had a hard time seeing if Karl was paying attention or not, but he kept going. "People... might treat... you like trash... but I've been... in your situation... before... if you can believe me..." His vision's turning darker with each word. "Promise... me... you will... become... stronger then me... and beat all... the dungeons... from... this world..." He can't feel his arms or legs. "Don't... tell... anyone about... what happened... here... nobody... you understand... even... your closest... friends... if... this dungeon... gets discovered... by someone... else... this world... would... have to deal... with more then just... dungeons..." Darkness surrounds him, he doesn't know if he's alive anymore. "Most... of... all... don't... trust................."