Haha, such a easy victory for someone like me. Now then, dungeons usually have like a treasure chest at the end or something cool. Where is it?

Vita walked around the walls of the room. The room itself had a round shape, with one entrance. But that didnt matter. If something might be missing, look for it.

Sending out long, sensitive hairs from the various bugs Vita ate, it didnt take long to find something that didnt quite fit in with the room. At the bottom of a segment of the wall, there was a lip with enough space to put some fingers in.

With a heave and a puff, Vita dramatically lifted the wall up as dust and sand fell down. The new entrance was completely different area from the previous one.

The first part of the dungeon had a clean, boring grey look to it. Now? It was a musty dark colour. Mold grew in different spots and there was dust in the air.

Examining the particles breathed in, the dust was a mixture of. Well, dust. But there was also a tiny bit of mold spores in the air. Nothing too dangerous to Vita, but the mould wouldnt have a problem spreading if the right conditions were met.

Storing some of the DNA, Vita continued down the new musty corridor. On the left wall of the corridor, an opening led into another room. This room kinda looked like a bedroom of sorts. The quite disgusting looking bed with more mold growing on it. There was also a night stand next to it as well. The room was quite low-key and small.

However, Vita quickly noticed a certain leather-bound object. It was a book!

A book! Oh, the sweet colletion of knowledge! What secrets do you hold! Is it the secrets to live? Or maybe it will teach me how to use magic! Open sesame!

Vita held the book and opened it, only to reveal a language that Vita didnt understand. It looked like odd scribbles that gradually turned into messier and messier scribbles as the pages went by. There were some nice drawings too, but they didnt really say or mean much either.

Vita tried to understand the language, but to no avail. But simply leaving the book here would be a waste, so Vita made a small pocket to put the book inside.

Vita left the room and continued down the corridor. As Vita walked down the corridor, a faint echo tickled Vitas ears. It sounded like a groan of sorts. Something was either in pain or was getting freaky with a more quiet something. Slowing down as the sound got louder, the sound was easier to understand. It was definitly the sound of something in pain.

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There, in a much larger room than before, stood a bipedal creature wearing a hood and cloak. The surrounding walls had countless cages with various animals and monsters. Most of the monsters looked like they were dying inside, some like they were actually dying, but a few of them looked surpisingly healthy. In front of the cloaked figure, there was a table of some sorts with another humanoid figure on it.

No no, wait a second. That is an actual human! Holy moly they exist! If I manage to get my multiple limbs on its brain, I could get an understanding of this world. But who is the cloaked figure, another human? Or one of those liches they write about in their fantasy books? Gonna have to wait and see whats going to happen.

The human struggled with its chained hands and legs. Their face clearly filled with fear. It was a young male with a small stubble on his chin. With his mouth gagged, he didnt manage to get any proper words out, only muffled noises. The young man had a decently muscular build, the sort an adventurer would have. But right now their body was covered with different wounds. The cloaked figure finally removed their hood, revealing a bony head with only skin to cover it. When the adventurer saw this, he started to panic even more.

The bony person lifted their hand and put a finger on the adventurers mouth while making a shushing sound. The sound didnt come out quite right, the voice sounded quite rusty. As if they havent spoken in a long time.

Vita didnt understand a word of what they said. But seeing the fear in the mans eyes becoming even greater and slowly turning into despair, Vita knew that the time to act was coming closer. The obvious bad guy finally finished their speech. Before Vita could react however, the bad guy did something that suprised Vita.

With one hand grasping the mans head, the bad guy stabbed directly into the space between the eyebrows. Blood started to spread around the mans face, as the blood started to drip down onto the table. Then, a purple light shot out from the mans eyes and mouth. The purple lights seemed to come out from the bony mans arms, as they had glowing veins traveling through them. After a while, what seemed to be a small soul flew out and entered the bony mans mouth. The bony man let out a creepy moan before the purple light spread further.

The flesh melted and bubbled of like the weird fatty stuff that appaers when you boil meat. The bubbly mess splattered on the ground. One of the monsters in the cave reached out with a long tongue and tried to lick up the disgusting mess. What was left on the table was a skeleton. The hole in its brow quickly healed.

The bony person was a necromancer. The necromancer gave a command to the new skeleton and sent it towards the corridor where Vita stood. When it got close enough, Vita reached out and crushed the skeletons head by bashing it into the wall.

The necromancer were stunned and stood there for a few seconds before stumbling back. The necromancer finally said something Vita could understand.

"W-wendigo" The necromancer used the table to balance themselfs while pointing a shaking finger at Vita.

Wait, how the fuck am I a wendigo? I am clearly much better than some bumbling and primitive creature like that. And Wendigos are a thing too? Thats actually pretty badass.