[Due to Barbaric trait, strength has increased by 1]

Looks like I acted like a savage again. Ha, but who cares. I gained one strength.

Oh yea, I almost forgot. Last time I didn’t search the goblin’s corpse and almost died. I won’t make the same mistake again.

I got off the corpse and searched its pouch to see if anything was there.  

Just like I thought, I found a perfectly round stone. It had a mix of black and gray colors with a weird symbol in red in the middle. I didn’t know what it was but it wouldn’t do any harm to bring it with me. I put it inside my pocket and started walking again, but this time to find the fucker that beat me up.

It occurred to me that the clothes I wear before I get transported to the dungeon are the clothes I wear when in the dungeon. Luckily I didn’t completely take my pants off last time otherwise I would have gone half naked.

Oddly enough, I wasn’t bothered being covered in black blood. It didn’t affect me when I move so I quickly forgot about it.

Hmm?

As I was walking I found dead goblin corpses on the ground. The guy should have passed by here.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. He didn’t even loot the bodies. They even had their knives on them! Well, better for me. I went to each goblin and searched their bags and took their knives. I stol-well can’t be considered stealing if they’re dead. I took two pouches from the bodies, one to carry the marbles and the other to carry the knives. The goblins didn’t have anything other than the weird stone.

“Ugh you fuckers! Get the fuck away from me!”

That voice belonged to the explorer!

I ran towards the source of the screaming when I saw a man getting attacked by furry little creatures. They looked like squirrels just bigger and with sharper teeth. They surrounded their victim and were jumping at him one after another.

“Hey you, armless kid! Hurry and help me get rid of these fuckers!”

Tch, I wanted to hide but I ended up being seen.  Well it doesn’t matter, it’s not like I’m going to help anyways.

The squirrels started attacking even more vigorously after seeing the man distracted. I’ve got to say, these furry little creatures were quite intense. If I was facing them, I would probably die in under 10 seconds.

“Hahaha...hahahaha!”

“AHH! You bitch, after I kill these pieces of shit I’m going to kill you!”

The scene was really funny. A fully grown man who looks to be part of some biker gang was getting beaten up by furry little creatures. But I had to admit, the guy was really strong. He managed to kill at least half of the squirrels from the number of bodies on the ground and was still going at it.

Hmm...at this rate he might really kill all of them.

I was tempted to throw one of the knives at him (I looted 5 from the bodies) but decided against it. This was because:

1. I could miss.

2. For some reason, the man didn’t have a weapon. He might get the knife I throw to use as a weapon.

3. I might end up helping him instead by accidently hitting a squirrel!

The only thing I could do was watch him fight until he either dies or kills all of them. But I wasn’t too nervous, he would probably be really tired if he manages to wipe them out. It shouldn’t be too hard to finish him off then. Now the only thing that was missing was some popcorn to eat while waiting. I wonder if I can bring items with me. If I put something in my pocket or hold onto it before being summoned it might be brought to the dungeon alongside me. I should try it next time.

“Wow. You almost killed all of them. Keep going, I believe in you!”

I cheered him on as I saw him fight. I could tell he was pissed because he would shake every time I encouraged him. Nevertheless no matter how strong he is I think he’s a dumbass. He never thought to have a weapon and didn’t search the pouches on the goblin. Which makes me wonder, he must have taken the key from the goblin on the first floor, then why didn’t he search for stuff in the pouches this time around? He also doesn’t seem like the type to leave a chest that could contain riches alone. I’m sure he would have fallen for the trap, but why isn’t he missing an arm?

“Pant. Pant. You little fuck. I’m gonna kill you!”

Oh, looks like he killed all of them. Good, I was getting a bit bored just watching him. Despite not having a right arm, I didn’t feel anxious or scared. I felt excited instead, just like when I killed the goblin.

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“You sure took your time. Look at you, all ripped up and having a hard time breathing. Tsk, they were nothing but squirrels too.”

“Pant. Looks like I hit you too hard and caused you to, pant, have some loose screws in your head. No worries though. Pant. I’ll make sure to smash those screws back in.”

I walked towards the exhausted retard while putting my left hand in the pouch with the knives. As I got a grip on one of them I focused on the movements of the man.

“Let me ask you something. Why didn’t your arm get cut off after putting it inside the chest on the first floor.”

“What chest? Little bastard, are you shitting me?”

What? There wasn’t a chest on the first floor for the guy?

“Wait. Then did you see a ghost-like monster on the first floor?”

“Grr. Piece of shit, come here!”

He didn’t see that either. Did each explorer go through different first floors? I’ll think about it later. First, I need to deal with this thing in front of me.

When the man reached around 5 meters from me I pulled out the knife and threw it. His eyes opened wide as he quickly rolled on the ground and dodged the knife. But this caused him to be defenseless against me for the next couple seconds.

I pulled out another knife and threw it again. Not waiting to see if it hit or not I quickly grasped another knife and rushed at man.

The second knife managed to hit as it pierced deep into the shoulders of the dumb fellow. He screamed in pain as he tried to take it out. Of course I wouldn’t let him.

I lunged towards the guy as I thrusted the knife forward. Due to the bastard already being tired and having a knife in his shoulder he reacted a lot slower. I managed to stab the knife right into his stomach but I was suddenly put into a squeeze as his arms were around me.

He screamed in pain and tried to raise me in the air but I wouldn’t let him do that without taking interest. I let go of the knife and reached for my pouch once more. However right when I managed to grab the fourth knife, the man threw me onto the ground. I felt the wind being knocked right out of me as my head hit the floor. My vision became fucked up as my eyes weren’t able to concentrate on anything.

“This piece of shit!”

I heard the sound of metal leaving flesh and saw blood dripping to the ground. I quickly rolled away and brought myself up. I backed up while the effects of clarity kicked in and both my mind and vision began to clear.

“Ugh. You’re a fucking monster. How are you able to still stand up?”

The man pulled out both knives on his body but he could only hold onto one of them. His free hand was forced to block the blood from pouring out of his stomach.

Now I’m sorta in a dilemma. Sure the guy is hurt and all but he has a fucking knife. If I don’t attack him carefully I could get killed in one stroke.

“Does it hurt? I bet it does. But you know, it also hurt when I got beat up on the ground.”

“Ke..shut up you shit.”

The man certainly did have less energy than before. But I was still apprehensive of fighting him. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head.

It’s do or die.

I put the knife on my mouth and ran.

The bastard must have been pretty scared because he flinched when I ran towards him.

Around 5 meters away I put my hand into the pouch and threw the goblin rocks at him. He brought his arm up and tried to block them from hitting his face. I took the chance to grab the knife out of my mouth.

Then I did a slide tackle.

I love the slide tackle.

The guy fell and before he could realize what happened, I quickly stabbed him on his back. He roared in pain but I stabbed him again on his shoulder and brought the warm steal covered in blood to his neck.

“Move and you die.”

The threat worked like a charm as he stopped struggling. I could tell he was in pain by the shivering of his body but I didn’t give a damn. I slowly brought my face closer to his ear and whispered

“Do you want to die?”

“No...No. please...ple-”

I didn’t let him finish.

I cut his neck and proceeded to stab him over and over until finishing it off with one last stab to the head.

“Hahaha…kek.HAhaha. Who told you to beat me up huh? Stupid bastard. Haha”

I didn’t feel anything other than the urge to laugh after killing him. I just murdered a human, but so what? He shouldn’t have messed with me in the first place.

Though I did realize I laughed every time I killed something. I should really stop this before it becomes a habit. I don’t want to seem crazy, or did I already become crazy aftering entering the dungeon?

[Due to Barbaric trait, explorer has gained 1 physique]

[New trait: Bloodthirsty gained. Only those who seek to constantly fight can earn this trait. Agility and perception increased by 1]

[Title: Psychopath gained. Given to abnormal individuals who gain pleasure from inhuman acts. Concentration is increased by 2. Charm is decreased by 1]

[Due to murdering another explorer, explorer Chung-hee will gain one-tenth of the total stats allocated randomly]

[Explorer Chung-hee has gained ‘Basic Fighting Experience’ from explorer Dave.]

[Agility and Dexterity has both been raised by 2 due to ‘Basic Fighting Experience’]

I felt fighting experience flow into my mind as I began to understand how to properly punch, kick, and defend. It wasn’t at a level where I could be considered an expert but it greatly raised my fighting prowess.

I got a new trait and a title. I’m not sure what to think of them. I don’t mind the bloodthirsty trait but being called a psychopath isn’t making me feel better. Did I really become crazy?

“Status screen.”

[Name: Chung-hee]

[Age: 15]

[Species: Human]

[Occupation: None]

[Subclass: None]

[Titles: Psychopath]

[Traits: Barbaric, Bloodthirsty]

[Strength:14]

[Intelligence:8]

[Agility:11]

[Endurance: 10]

[Physique:9]

[Vitality:10]

[Dexterity:8]

[Perception:10]

[Concentration:9]

[Magic Power:6]

[Charm:4]

[Luck:11]

[Skills: Basic knife mastery: 2, Pain resistance: 6, Magic resistance: 1, Clarity: 4]

[Stat points: 0]

[Skill points: 0]

[Achievement points: 30]

I could clearly tell that I gained a lot of stat points. My charm went up by 1 even with the deduction from psychopath. My intelligence went up. Concentration. Perception, strength, they all went up. In total I gained 8 stat points from Dave. I had to admit, Dave was strong. Most of his stats should have been in strength, endurance, and physique but it still ended up being 80 points in total. The trait and new title also gave me lots of stat points but I felt bittersweet knowing that I was regarded as crazy by the system.

Well, can’t do anything about that. Getting stats is getting strong and being strong means surviving.

Just then, my body froze. My jaws dropped and my eyes became wide opened.

Dave’s body was disappearing.

And what was left was a small, red box.

Well damn. This fucking dungeon was really meant for people to kill each other.