On a bumpy dirt road, caravan with those three adventurers was slowly approaching the dungeon. The bard was singing songs while playing his lute to pass everyone’s time.
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright,
He checked off his equipment and made sure his bow was tight;
He had to sit and listen to those awful monster’s roar,
"You ain't gonna kill no more!"
[Ref]
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, [x3]
And he ain't gonna kill no more!
"Is everybody ready?" cried the Capitan looking up,
Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up;
He looked right out at roaring horde, then saw dragon in view,
And he ain't gonna kill no more.
[Ref] [...]
He surveyed long, he counted loud, he stretched the bow ahead,
He felt the fear, he felt the cold, he felt the monster’s roar,
The capitan from his squad gave sudden order to retreat.
And he ain't gonna kill no more.
[Ref] [...]
“The dragon” told them mages “is from hellfire bloodline”,
General gave out order to “Just be prepared to die”
When dragon came he burned the place and no one put up fight
and they ain’t gonna kill no more;
Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die,
And they ain’t gonna kill no more!
(Yes, it’s a fantasy version of “Blood on risers”)
They finally came to the destination. Bard, assassin and porter came to routinely clear the dungeon. The bats, frogs, dragonflies and dungeon master - toad. Were bought by their recurring client that was a witch. So they were the only not a beginner party that were booking the beginner dungeon maintenance. At the beginning nothing was out of ordinary. The first room was filled with frogs and they killed them one after another trying not to damage the bodies. Bard was also helping despite being a normal human that didn’t trained anything and just lazed around playing on lute. Porter, an orphan, also pulled his own weight. To the big backpack on his back he was collecting frogs and killing some of them with a kitchen knife. In the corridor to the second room there were a lot more cobwebs than usual. Almost all of the corridor was filled with them. They didn’t really mind it, bard burned them with his torch. Bats were taken care of by the assassin. Some bats that landed on bard or porter to bite them were taken care of by them. Only the assassin had enough agility to kill them midflight. After clearing it out they went ahead. In this corridor there was also a lot of cobwebs. But this time it was normal. Bard burned it and they went to the room with the pond - bug room. Out of small dungeon cracks came out spiders. They also descended from above. They were a little trickier to deal with, bard and porter got a few bites but they cleared them out, now the dragonfly… huh, there was no dragonfly. Michael was observing them from the top of the pond. When they looked at the pond in search of the dragonfly they saw Michael. The dungeon master. They didn’t think he was the dungeon master. Because the dungeon master is oftentimes the biggest entity in the dungeon, or the most differentiated from the rest.
-There is a big ass mosqito on the pond. - porter announced.
-Probably a female. If there is a mosquito this means there is no dragonfly.- Bard replied.
-And she probably doesn’t have any uses for mosquito. Let’s move on to the boss boys!- Bard continued. As the most talkative person in the party, it could be said that he was the captain. Michael didn’t understand them yet. And he was surprised when he heard them kill the bats through [Echolocation]. There were no notifications for dungeon masters about intruders. Outrageous! He assessed the party’s strength but from what he saw they could be hiding a lot of tricks up their sleeves. He used the [Eye of Angel] on every single one of them.
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Subject: Human | lvl 28 | Type: Assassin | Name: Vas
[42]Health | [25] strength | [64] Agility | [30] Endurance | [10] Mana | [15] Luck
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Subject: Human | lvl 18 | Type: Porter | Name: Hans
[27]Health | [19] strength | [48] Agility | [24] Endurance | [5] Mana | [24] Luck
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Subject: Human | lvl 23 | Type: Bard | Name: Yallas
[25]Health | [15] strength | [32] Agility | [21] Endurance | [31] Mana | [34] Luck
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He surveyed their information. ~How in hell the [Eye of Angel] doesn’t show any of their skills or abilities. The name sounds overpowered but it only shows name and stats?~ He couldn’t believe it was all he got from 50 of his casualties. That bloody angel must have ripped him off. ~I will definitely expose you after I’m dead if you don’t give the money back.~ Michael launched himself with the water trail at the bard’s neck and before the first drop of water from the trail could be heard dropping on the floor. He used a bite. What he didn’t predict was that the bard had a really hairy neck. Because of that it took more time to get to the skin but it killed the bard instantly without causing any pain or sound. Then continued with the trail and landed on porter’s neck. The sound of the bard's dead body dropping on the ground resounded. Michael used [Bite] and also killed porter instantly. Then he stacked up [Poison] for the next hit. Assassin was all covered with leather cloth. The hoodie covered his neck and head. The only option was a little space he had uncovered near the eyes. Assassin turned back right after he heard the bard's falling body. Michael launched himself at the uncovered face part. When he came close to his face and was a few millimeters from landing on it. Assassin used short range teleport then covered his face with the gloves. Assassin couldn’t believe what he saw at that little second. It was a magic mosquito! It launched itself from Hans’s neck at him, a long ass trail of water coming from the pond and Yallas body lying on the ground. Then Vas heard the sound of Hans falling to the ground.
-Hans, Yallas, are you okay?- His question was met with dead silence. Vas analyzed the situation. ~What the hell was that?!~ He figured out that uncovering his face might be the end for him. He started backtracking out of the dungeon without making any opening on his face. Michael couldn’t believe what happened. He was the dungeon master. The greatest boss of this dungeon… Piece of cloth stopped him, how pathetic. His ego got crushed. ~How am I supposed to overcome it?~ The damage from [Bite] worked only when his proboscis pierced the skin.The only option that came to his head was to cut or pierce the cloth. But how? Vas was already in the second room. ~Think Michael, Think…~ Then an idea came to his mind. He took the sharpest pebble he could find, it was his size, but he was strong enough to lift it. He used a water trail toward Assassins hood to accelerate himself to 88 kilometers per hour and let go of the pebble before the impact. The pebble bounced from the hoodie. He was unsuccessful. But he couldn’t let him out. It was guaranteed that a stronger party would come if he gets back with the warning and information about two dead comrades. Michael started making cobwebs in front of him. It was pointless and did not slow him down any bit. He was already in the first room despite moving while covering his sight. ~He wouldn’t cover himself when he gets out would he?~ Thought Michael. But he did. He didn’t even try to sit on the caravan or on the horse because that would require hands to operate. He just slowly walked on the dirt road away from the dungeon.
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Notice!
By leaving the dungeon for more than a day[20h] you forfeit the rights to the dungeon master and lose all the perks associated with being one. Keep the title for at least three months to be able to leave without losing stats.
(Already 1.5 months in.)
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Michael followed the assassin for five hours. The assassin didn’t uncover himself for any second. Mosquito had to give up at this point. He came back to the dungeon. ~What now?~
He couldn’t leave the dungeon for the next 1.5 months. In Michael’s mind it was guaranteed that another more prepared and stronger party would come before the time was up. It made him extremely anxious. He came back to suck on the dead bodies. First he sucked on Bard.
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Skills acquired!
[Melodic Mind] Effect: You are good with sounds.
[Word Wielder] Effect: You learn and comprehend languages 100% faster. The sentences you form can sound any way you want: eloquent, inspiring, enraging,
+2 Mana
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~Wasn’t I already the word wielder as a scholar? What difference does it make?~ Michael expanded the [Word wielder] description.
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[Word Wielder]
Effect: You learn and comprehend languages 100% faster. The sentences you form can sound any way you want: eloquent, inspiring, enraging,
Description: Even if you spout the most nonsensical bullshit. If you intend it to be inspiring, everyone near you will feel inspired. Doesn’t work on stronger creatures than you.
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~How useless!~ Michael started sucking on porter.
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Skill acquired!
[Item finder] Effect: When user isn’t focused. His attention subconsciously will find nearby items. 100% chance of noticing items within the user's view.
+1 Mana
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Michael didn’t expect much from the party that is regularly clearing beginner dungeons. For now he had to kill every creature in the dungeon to level himself up until another party comes. From the pond, frogs started coming out until they filled the dungeon. Half of them self-ignited. From the fire came out bats. Spiders started coming out of it, and the dragonfly majestically came out from its pupae in the pond. ~Damnn.~ Michael was flabbergasted every time he saw that marvelous show. He started from the bats. Aerial support during fights with spiders or frogs was not something Michael wanted to have. The water trail made him unstoppable. He bitten bats one after another, the droplets of the trail started falling at the frogs. Right now every entity that came out of the pond was still in the pond room, that’s why it was easier to raid the dungeon some time after spawning because animals would naturally divide between the races and go to separate rooms. Michael didn’t care. He started the genocide right after everyone came out. He has slain around fifty bats. And no one batted an eye. Then he went after frogs. The similar horde formed like when he killed the small one before, but this time frogs didn’t fight to overthrow the dictator. They fought for their survival, because they saw what happened to the bats and knew that trying to escape was futile. That's why the horde was much less coordinated and more enraged. Halfway through, spiders joined. They were the weakest one here. Because they freshly spawned they didn’t even have the time to make cobwebs. They knew it was futile to try to fight the dungeon master. Suddenly they started killing the frogs, and it turned out that one spider got killed by the frog’s ricochet. ~My Exp!~ Michael wasn’t pleased by the spider's interference. Michael got hit by the [Death finder] of dragonfly joining the fight and taking him by surprise. Mosquito widened the diameter of the water trail for more protection against the dragonfly and did not stop his genocide. After three hours of fighting only wet blue dragonfly remained. He poured five liters above it to make a puddle and finished it in the similar way he finished the previous dragonfly. Now he is Magic Mosquito Marauder(lvl.3). Through the next month and a half Michael cleared his dungeon five times and was at lvl.7. Another stronger party didn’t come as Michael predicted. He was free to go now.