Adventures of Ilias

“Achoo!” Ilias sneezed as he stood up.

He found himself in a terrain filled with ice. He’d been traveling non-stop for hours now without any break.

“This place is freaking cold!” he yelled out. To be fair, he wasn’t equipped with any equipment that could withstand cold since he didn’t expect to be trapped in a dungeon, but he had no one to blame.

‘I swear when I find whoever did this I’m gonna-’

“BOY!”

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Ilias was interrupted by a voice that wasn’t far off, he paused his walk to turn around for the source, but instead, he could only find a gigantic snake miles away. It was engaged in combat with what seemed to be a middle-aged man with a beard.

“Sheesh I wonder what’s got them so riled up?” he muttered, Ilias wanted to join but he had more things on his mind. He would make it out of this room.

He continued his journey and soon afterward he was out of the ice room.

“Whew,” he let out a breath of relief, but his excitement was cut shortly

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” Ilias cursed out as he was now on what seemed to be the moon, if not for coating himself with mana he would’ve died of the lack of atmosphere.

“Damn, couldn’t be me -BURP”

“Aw geez,”

He heard a pair of voices call out as a UFO flew by.

Clearing the dungeon would take a while