chapter 1

4:30

4:29

4:28

After watching the countdown for about 32 seconds I snap back to reality. I look around for a potential weapon, and find one, a wooden ruler.

''

wooden rulerdurability 1/10[/td4][td2]Damage 1-3This will probably brake soon

I look around some more for a weapon but finding nothing I start to observe my peers. most of them are staring into space, looking at the countdown most likely, some had the same idea as me to grab a weapon, and a few are really calm and collected. I walk over to one of those people subconsisly checking the countdown 3:42 left.

"You get a message from the too jack"

"Yeah I got a skill earlier and a title, what did you get Johanna"

Johanna is my best friend from back when we lived with the monks. She is about 4'11" and slender with brown eyes and hair. Her strength is her speed whether it's with her fists or her legs.

"Same a skill and a title. I was the second person to get a skill."

"Oh really, I was the first. What skill did you get?"

"I got after being chased by a bunch of Yankees, not telling you the title I got"

"Mine was after watching the class for about... 5 minutes was it? Anyway not telling you the title. By the way did you check your status yet?"

"Status?"

"Think 'status'"

A look of surprise showed on Johanna’s face as I look at the countdown 0:30.

"Only 30 seconds left Johanna, lets meet up in there if we can"

"Yeah, let’s do that"

About 30 seconds latter another message popped up.

congratulations! You are going to have great fun in this game we call life! The dungeon your about to enter has a projected death rate of over 90%! While the dungeon is active you will gain 3 times normal exp! It is impossible to leave the dungeon while it is active! Max party size is reduced to 4! All party systems except up share up turned off! Everyone have fun!

I don’t even have time to feel fear as I am teleported into a cave like structure. I look around using on many things but finding nothing of interest. After about a minute I hear a sucking sound and in front of me is a small green thing wearing a loincloth and holding a short sword/dagger. It has the words hobgoblin scout lv 9 HP70 over its head. I use observe on the hobgoblin.

A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

It sees me, grins, and rushes me with its weapon aimed at my legs. I step aside instinctively and smash its head with the ruler and it breaks.

Hobgoblin scoutlike a goblin scout only bigger, stronger, meaner, and generally more powerful

-1HP

The hobgoblin smirks and attacks my leg.

-10HP

'Damn that hurt'

I kick the scout with my good foot and it goes flying, landing on its back 2 feet away.

-7hp

This time I’m the one who's smirking; if a weapon doesn’t work use my fists. Adapt and over come, the most basic principle drilled into me every day while I was with the monks, still I would rather use a weapon. The hobgoblin jumps back up and lashes out at my uninjured leg. I sidestep out of the way and hit the scout right in the nose with all of my strength.

-20HP critical hit: status effect stun

Still smirking I beat him to the ground till he was hovering at 1hp. then I picked up his weapon and used on it.

[table]short swordDamage: 9-12[/td4][td2]Stats: +1 dex +1 strdescription: a poor quality short sword of hobgoblin make