Chapter 0 - A wonderful way to wake up

Edited by: Myself

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Well this is a rather disconcerting way to wake up isn’t it?

I’m sure that many people would agree with me I am currently in a pitch black void after all, nothing says disconcerting like an endless abyss ready to swallow me whole, does it? Although it seems it’s not exactly an empty void after all, I am in fact surrounded by tens of star-like lights… to be honest i'm not sure how I missed them earlier.

Upon closer inspection it seems that each of the stars (I’m going to call them that for now) are of different colours, some with only slight hues of difference, almost as if someone decided to turn the night sky into skittles.

“Settle down young ones.”

Suddenly a voice echoes through the space, reverberating like a gong and with a firm power to it.

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“I am sure many of you are confused and currently experiencing all sorts of forms of shock but quite frankly that doesn’t matter right now.”

How rude disregarding our feelings like that, although to be fair I don’t appear to be particularly fussed considering I can casually comment like this.

“For now I will simply begin with the pleasantries, Congratulations, the 100 of you here have been selected to obtain the privilege of reincarnating in another world and gaining a second chance at life due to your… uniqueness. We will have the 100 of you become dungeon cores of a type based upon your personalities, beliefs, dreams and the lives you lived. You will then proceed to enrich the world through a multitude of methods depending on your type.”

So firstly I’m dead, secondly I’m being forcefully recruited to do a job I know nothing about, thirdly I’m not getting paid. Truly, a wonderful way to wake up in the morning.

“Hmm… For now I will begin with explaining what exactly is going on, the 100 of you all have a distinct uniqueness to you that separates you from others, put nicely your special, put badly your weirdos. We have classified your individual specialness as a colour and assigned it to you and as such you will live with the mark of your colour. This will be significant as we will be reincarnating all of you into the same thing, a dungeon core.”

So i'm going to become a floating crystal… Well it could have been worse.

“The details of how you live as a dungeon core will be explained to you once you arrive in your new world, Tandus. I will send you there in a moment, know that I shall gather you all together 1 year from now assuming you still live.”

Wait what… That's seriously it? That's all?! Don’t you have a better explanation than that Mr. Echoing Voice?! No tips, advice, anything at all?!

“May fortune be with you, the 100 chromatic dungeon cores!”

And with the boom of his voice my consciousness grew heavy, like sinking into a swamp, and everything went black.