Alexia

I stare at the floor of the room for several second, just looking around it for traps but not really being able to find any. So I eventually decide to just teleport straight to the doors on the other side of the room. Which works out perfectly fine.

Cool. I love skipping the entire purpose of floors in dungeons.

It’s making a good hobby.

I reach for the handle for one of the double doors before opening the door and revealing a hallway filled with more Chaos Monster skeletons. A lot more.

They’re all still just at the start of Tier 3 though, so I simply snap my fingers, causing several Quantum Paradox Blasts to explode throughout the hallway before they even begin moving towards me. And none of them manage to survive the blasts, leaving the dungeon corridor filled with occasionally glitching bones and pieces of scrap metal from the armor the skeletons were wearing.

Ignoring all of that, I take a step forward into the hallways… and immediately find myself falling again when I somehow manage to step on another trap right away.

I scowl as I teleport back to the top and wait a moment for the floor to return.

Okay, what the hell is with all of these pitfall traps?

I glance at Luna to find her yawning before I focus on the returning floor again.

Then I step somewhere else this time.

And find myself falling again.

So I teleport back up, wait for the floor to return, and step again.

Only to end up falling again.

Damnit, is this hallway even meant to be passable?!

I grit my teeth in irritation before deciding to hell with this hallway and do the same thing I did with the last room. I begin to teleport my way across the room, ignoring the floor entirely.

And this plan ends up working well enough.

Once I reach the end of the hallway, I find another set of double doors. So I open the doors to find another room like the first one.

Instead of stepping inside, I glare at the floor, at this point sure there’s going to be another pitfall.

I stare at it for several seconds before reaching one foot out and stepping in, making sure not to remove my other foot. But to my surprise the floor doesn’t give way.

A smile stretches across my face at last and I step forwards with my other foot.

Only for the floor to vanish and me to end up falling again while swearing.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

Right when I teleport back to the top again, a System Message stops me from getting angry at the troll that is this dungeon.

{The Dimensional Champion of Dimensional Block #81 has entered Dimensional Block #108. Should your Dimensional Council declare war on Dimensional Block #81 you may challenge the Dimensional Champion to a duel so long as you are still within the same Dimensional Block. The winner of the duel will therefore claim control of the Dimensional Block for their own Block and the Dimensional Wall between the Blocks will no longer require Authority to pass through for citizens of the Blocks.}

I blink at the sight of the System Message floating in my vision and ringing in my ears.

What the what?

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The Island Connected to Dimensional Block #105

Jessie lets out a sigh as she leans on the wall of the fortress, looking out at the vast Dimensional Wall falling down over the bridge to the lava-filled Dimensional Block. And she can’t help but wonder what happened to her life.

At one point she was a princess to a nation, and now she’s a random guard manning a random fortress for a random king working under another king.

She sighs again.

The cruelties of this world sure are cruel.

Jessie pauses at that thought. Then she corrects herself.

The cruelties of this dimension sure are cruel.

She continues leaning up against the wall, eventually resting her head on her arms atop it until she bolts up straight at the sound of a horn blaring. Then she notices the tiny opening in the Dimensional Wall that is growing larger and larger.

Another visitor? But the dragonborn made it perfectly clear that they had no interest in working with or against us… not unless we put that hellfrost dragon in charge of our Dimensional Block, that is.

Soon enough though, she finds her assumptions to be incorrect. Because the one who walks through the Dimensional Wall is clearly not a dragonborn.

They look… like… no… what?

The newcomer has glowing crimson eyes with long, pitch black hair and is very recognizable to Jessie. Which is exactly why she’s having trouble believing it.

That is, until the newcomer steps into the Dimensional Block and the air vibrates slightly within the Block. Something she learned from a meeting with the higher ups means that a Dimensional Leader or Champion stepped into your Dimensional Block. A sensation that only rings out to those close to the Dimensional Wall they traversed through, and is only feelable by those of the Dimensional Block they entered.

Lysandre Knight. The Knight of the Crimson Score.

Jessie feels numbed after seeing him. She had heard that he was working for the Silvercrest kingdom, but didn’t believe it since she had seen the guy working. But the person she saw then and the one she sees now are completely different people.

The Lysandre Knight she saw before the Reset only had gray hair and gray eyes, but this one looks like the real Lysandre Knight that everyone knows from the news.

The real Knight of the Crimson Score.

A hydra, just like the Ancient Terror. But unlike the Ancient Terror, he follows his own version of knighthood.

Does that mean… he was hiding his identity?

Jessie isn’t sure how to feel about this, but she does know one thing.

{Lysandre Knight – Hydra – Level 309}

The man is ignoring the fortress as he walks straight past it, and the guards aren’t happy. Or at least, they aren’t until they identify the man.

After everyone sees his species and level, they ignore him. Even after he transforms into his true hydra form of a massive beast with nine heads, each with glowing red eyes and molten lava dripping down as its saliva.

Then everyone at the fortress simply watches him take to the air with manifested wings made of magma before he flies off into the distance.

Silence fills the fortress for a while before Jessie realizes something.

Wait a second, wasn’t Lady Reaper’s last name Knight?

She stares at the slowly fading hydra’s back for a while before shaking her head.

No, it has to be a coincidence. Knight is a very common name after all.

And just as if nothing had happened, she returns to lazing around.