After a few hours of me constantly slaughtering goblins I had accidentally gotten to the 4th floor of the dungeon, which turned out to be the last and I was standing in front of the boss chamber. "When the hell did I end up getting to the boss room? Was I that blinded by anger? Whatever, I'm mostly done venting. Might as well kill the boss since I'm here."

I pushed open the boss room door, which was just a crudely built wooden door with a bent iron rod as a handle. As I stepped inside I saw a couple of regular goblins and behind them was the boss, a Goblin Shaman.

Goblin Shamans were rather annoying to deal with as they constantly buffed their allies and themselves. Not to mention the fact that they could fire some basic spells and even debuffed you occasionally. "This is just great, I have to deal with you now?" It seemed that the goblin shaman wasn't going to listen to my monologue and screamed at the goblins while buffing them. They ran at me while waving their iron swords, which looked sharp to some degree, so I couldn't mess around like with the other goblins.

I should also mention that I had reached level 7 by the end of my rampage and was stronger than before, as my strength had increased substantially but nothing else. My agility and other stats remained roughly the same which annoyed me. It probably increased the most because I was hacking and slashing the goblins like a berzerker on drugs.

As the goblins were approaching me, I fired my fireball spell with a smirk. My strength wasn't the only thing that changed during my rampage. My fireball had gone from a tiny spark to well, an actual fireball. It was around 7cm in diameter now. "Man having an actual fireball is great. I can actually do damage with it." I said as I fired 4 fireballs at the goblins rushing me while firing 3 at the shaman at the back who was chanting some spell. The fireballs exploded and killed 1 goblin outright and injured 3 others, unfortunately they weren't severe wounds. "Damn, looks like I'll need to level up a bit more to do any real damage. The Shaman is completely unharmed. Oi, stop acting all cocky because you can use a mana barrier and I cant! You little piece of-" I ducked as a goblin sliced a sword at my head. "I should really pay attention to my surroundings, shouldn't I?" was what I said to myself as I chopped the offending party's arm off, which lead to a loud Kiii scream as blood flew everywhere from his dismembered arm.

The goblins seemed even angrier at the screaming, as the shaman spammed several buffs on the goblins. They not only got stronger but also had their skin and leather shirts become tougher as well. My rusty iron sword shattered to pieces as I stabbed at some goblin to my left, which surprised me. "Man, that shaman is really starting to get on my nerves. At least I have several dozen rusty iron swords from clearing the previous floors." Even though I had rampaged through the floors earlier, I still looted them somehow. It seems my habit of looting every single item ever still hasn't gone away, even when I'm boiling with anger. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

I pulled out another rusty iron sword and proceed to swing in a wide arc in front of me as the goblins were very bunched up. I cut the necks of 2 of them, but my sword scratched the third. With that, there were only 3 goblins left alive, and one very angry Goblin Shaman. "How's them apples for you. Serves you right for showing off with your fancy mana barrier that I can't use yet!" No I wasn't jealous of the goblin shaman for being a better mage than me, not at all. I was only chasing the goblin with 7 fireballs while swinging my sword at it like a maniac because it was a boss, not because I was angry that it had better buff spells than me, no sir.

After a few minutes of me slicing goblins and angrily pummeling- I mean defeating the Goblin Shaman, I picked up the 1 iron sword that was in usable condition. "Yes! A sword that doesn't look like it will break at any moment! I have a normal sword! Thank god!" I danced in happiness because I had graduated from rusty iron swords to an actual iron sword, even if it was kind of worn out and needed some heavy maintenance, I was happy that I had an actual sword. I put the rusty sword away and instantly equipped my iron sword, before heading for the exit as there was nothing of note in this dungeon. It seemed that the immortal stuck in this dungeon had been killed off way long ago or this dungeon was formed by whatever weird rules this world had. It seemed that even if the world was very similar to the game, it probably had several differences from the game. That made sense as the world wasn't sculpted by humans to be a game but was an actual functioning world filled with living people and not NPC's.

As I was lost in thought I heard some people talking up ahead. "People? Why the hell would people be out in this field out in the middle of nowhere? I don't really care at this point, because all I want is to leave this god damn field filled with those freakishly strong undead." I ran and turned the corner in excitement but regretted it as I was met with a large shield to the face, which hurt like hell. "What the hell was that for?! Why did you slam a giant shield in my face! Do I look like a goblin to you?! I am FAR more handsome than those green freaks I'll have you know!"

There was a party of 3 people standing in front of me, and all 3 looked at me with suspicion, as if I was some monster in disguise. " You guys going to say something or are you going to continue the 'I am a statue' act? Well?" I rubbed my throbbing nose and stared at the 3 people that were in front of me.

There was Mr. Shieldguy in front who was covered in full plated iron armour who held his shield in front, as well as a sword in his left hand. I couldn't really tell much about shieldguy because he was completely covered in his armour but even then I could see his massive bulging frame filled with muscles. Behind him was a guy holding a spear. He looked very tall, around 6ft and had short messy red hair. He looked rather skinny but looked strong nonetheless. Behind redhead was a woman in leather armour who held a bow with a quiver full of arrows on her back. She had striking black her that fell below her shoulders, with long pointy ears poking out from underneath the hair. Wait pointy ears? "Oh your an elf! I haven't seen an elf in a long time. The last time I saw an elf was during that raid by some rogue mercenary group on one of the elven cities. Was it called the 'massacre of Twitty forest'? Meh whatever, not like I saw enough about that. Hey, can you help me get out of this god damn field? I've been stuck in it for god knows how long. Also Mr.shieldguy you..."

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I continued talking for a bit but the elf came flying at me, grabbed my shoulder and proceeded to shake me like crazy. "You know about the Twitty forest massacre?! That was over a hundred years ago! How do you know about it, no that doesn't matter have you seen any elves that survived it?! My father and mother they-" she was stopped by redhead, who yanked her back and poked me with his spear. "Ronia why are you talking with this weirdo, he just came out of a dungeon where goblin screams were echoing out from. What if he was some insane psychopath?! Also, you need to think properly for once in your life. He's a human and looks around 17 or 18. How would he have been there at the massacre which was over 100 years ago?" The massacre was over 100 hundred years ago? That was a massive event ingame 2 years ago for me. So the timelines are all whacked up here. Guess it would seem suspicious for some human to say 'oh I was there!' When they look very young.

The redhead was lecturing the elf named Ronia, while shieldguy kept his eyes on me and my sword, seemingly ready to strike the moment I moved. Do I really look that suspicious? Sheesh, people these days, no trust in people covered in blood.

While they were talking I got hungry and decided to pull some hard bread and beef jerky honest, but this didn't sit well with Mr.shieldguy as he probably thought I was casting some spell or something because he swung his sword right at me the moment I went to grab some food. He sliced my bread right in half while I jumped backwards yelling angrily " Hey what the hell is wrong with you?! That's some of my only food you know! I only have enough for a few days at most and you wasted half of my meal! You're going to pay for ruining my food!" Since I had been starving near the beginning and this was seemingly my only food supply, I was angry that he cut my already small food supply even shorter. No one gets in the way of me and my food.

I pulled out my iron sword and sliced sideways aiming for shieldguy's knees, but he blocked it with his shield and swung his sword right back at me, aiming for my neck. Barely dodging it by a hair, I went to the left and tried to thrust my sword at his left side, holding the sword. At the same time I created 5 fireballs and flung them at his right side. He had to either block my sword or block the fireballs, so I was guaranteed to hit.

Scratch that, redhead noticed us fighting and blocked my sword with his spear, allowing shieldguy to block the fireballs, which exploded on his shield. "How's 2 on one fair?! Don't interrupt us. I need vengeance for my poor ruined lunch!" was what I responded with while trying to shove his spear away. " I swear that I'll crush this spear of yours if you don't piss off! I'm already annoyed that I can't use any of my advanced spells and now I have to deal with you morons!" For some reason that startled the party especially Ronia, who yelled at us to stop fighting.

"Did you just say you can use advance tier spells? Is that true?" She spoke to me with a sparkle in her eyes. Her excitement confused me so I lowered my sword, along with redhead who lowered his spear. "Yeah I can use them, or rather I was able to earlier. My levels were reset by a certain someone and now I'm stuck using basic spells. I'm a grand archmage for God's sake. Why did that moron have to reset my levels and throw me in this damn field." I muttered that while looking annoyed but elf seemed to have heard that as she got excited and asked me "can I use appraisal on you?! I want to confirm something!" Seeing that there was no harm in it I told her to go ahead, so she instantly used appraisal on me, then screamed in surprise while falling on her butt.

"He-he really is a grand archmage but also had another class with grand in the name. I can't fully read his status. He also has a title but I can't read it like most of his status. I could only see that he is level 7 and a grand archmage." This news surprised the other 2 who helped Ronia up and looked at me with slightly less suspicion, but there was now a hint of wonder in their eyes. I guess they still found it too odd for a person to be here in the middle of nowhere even if I was a grand archmage.

Shieldguy looked at me and said "So whats a grand archmage doing out here? And such a low level one at that. Didn't even know that people could be born as a grand class, the highest class type. I always thought you had to work your way up to that starting from a novice" I was about to tell him exactly what happened but stopped myself from doing so. They were still strangers to me so why should I divulge all my secrets to people who tried to kill me 30 seconds ago? Also, I doubt they would believe the whole 'I reincarnated here because of an immortal I met' reasoning and would probably call me a bloody liar before offing me.

I put my sword back in its sheath before replying with "due to some circumstances my level was reset to 1 and I was teleported out here. I seemed to have kept my classes which is good at least". Ronia was rather excited and said " why don't you join us?! We were heading to a village anyways, but noticed goblin screams coming from here but that was you killing them I assume." To that I nodded and said "yeah the goblin screams were caused by me, and it would help out quite a bit if you could help me get to a village. It would be appreciated." After I said that Ronia was very excited and did some sort of happy dance, which looked super cute as her ears flapped about while she danced. The other 2 questioned Ronia about her decision and argued with her.

"We can't bring this guy we never met with us to a village. He doesn't look remotely trustworthy not to mention the fact that he tried to kill Halbert over there." Shieldguy aka Halbert was about to chip in before shutting up when Ronia gave him a look that scared all 3 of us guys. "I got to meet a grand archmage of legends. I will talk to him and learn magic from him, not to mention the fact that he knows about the Twitty forest massacre. If you 2 have a problem my bow can help solve that problem for you." I swear there was a scary hazy aura of doom coming off of Ronia but it was probably my imagination. With the issue of me being untrustworthy settled, I joined their party as they travelled to a village. I was just glad that I would leave this field intact, without having to run away, err fight the undead that littered the field.