I stick around as the troll is reclaimed by the dungeon, but alas, nothing drops from the troll, and I kick its mana stone over to the side of the room. I walk toward the door behind where the troll was standing, and it opens revealing another hallway. I enter the hallway and do a quick evaluation for any enemies. The hallway appears clear, so I take the time to lean against the wall to rest a little bit before continuing on. I have been going non-stop, my bloodlust taking priority over my own wellbeing. I'm absolutely covered in blood from the trolls and goblins I have cut down, and i am feeling the fatigue catching up to me.
Suddenly i hear the sound of stones scraping together and I start falling backward as the wall slides away. THUD, I land right on my ass as I fall into the hidden room.
"What the fuck! I can't even lean on a wall and take a break!"
I gather myself and stand up surveying the room I just landed in. Not much of a room really.
"What?! Is that..."
The room is small, much smaller than my cave room just outside the entrance to this dungeon. Sitting against the far wall appears to be a treasure chest. I approach it cautiously, as my experiences with dungeon chests in video games making me wary that this may be a mimic, if such a thing even exists in this world. I approach the chest slowly with my dagger out, ready for the worst. I poke at the chest like a caveman would poke at a car if one were to just appear in front of him.
"Well, it seems to be safe." I say as nothing happens.
I open the chest and inside to my surprise is another fur covered item, and what looks like a roast chicken diner.
"Chicken?! Woohooo! Winner, winner chicken dinner!" I repeat the rather famous line from a particular first-person shooter mmo game from back on earth.
I quickly use my water spell to wash the blood off my hands and burnt arms. One has to practice good hygiene before you eat you know! I ignore the furred item for now and pull the roast chicken out of the chest. I take a seat along the wall and proceed to dig into the chicken, enjoying the delicious juicy meat until there is nothing left but bones, not even stopping to wonder how a freshly cooked chicken could possibly be in a chest in a hidden room in a dungeon. I discard the bones in the corner of the room and let out a not so ladylike belch. Best meal I have had in over 5 years. I stand up from my seated position and make a quick note of the bones absorbing into the floor as I turn back to the gear in the chest.
"This looks nice!" I say as I hold up the gear. I set my dagger down, pull my tattered shirt from my waistband setting it gently on the floor next to my dagger. I then pull off my tattered shorts, discarding them in the corner as I no longer have any use for them. I then put on the new fur covered leather piece, which again first perfectly, a fact that doesn't slip my mind.
The new gear is a subligar type piece, with leather bottoms that fit just like a bikini bottom would. It is surprisingly comfortable. The waistband is lined with white fur, matching the fur on the vest I picked up earlier. My thighs are covered by thick hide plates connected to the leather bikini bottom by straps. These leg guards are again bordered by the same white fur. I feel my strength increase after putting it on. Oh, and there is a bonus that comes with this new gear! This new piece comes with two holsters, one on each hip. I pick up my dagger and place it in the holster on my right. My old, tattered shirt I tie to my left holster.
I decide to take my rest in this treasure room. I appraise my wounds received during the past few battles. Aside from the black eyes and other various bruises, still broken ribs, etc. from the beating I took before I was discarded down here, I have a clean 3-inch gash on my left arm just below my deltoid. It's currently covered by the fur covered arm pieces of my new gear. Next, I have a broken nose from that stupid fucking goblin smashing it with the shaft of his spear. My nose makes a silly whistling sound when I try to breathe through it. Finally, my forearms have an assortment of second and third degree burns from the caster goblin.
"I made sure that fucker suffered for that though!" I said with a laugh.
"But what was that healing spell it cast? I wonder if I can do that!"
I'm a LOT stronger than I was when I was dumped in here. I also have a fuckload more MP as well. I just need to figure out the spell's name. I pull my left arm out of the vest so I can access that cut. It's not that severe, so this will be a good wound to test this on. I concentrate my mana, which takes less than a second these days, and I say...
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"Cure!"
I use the name of a popular healer spell from Fantasy Realm Online. Might as well start there, right?! Nothing happens. Not that surprising to be honest.
"Hmm, ok let's try this one. Heal!"
Again, nothing happens. Too vague maybe, remembering back to my experimenting with wind spells. Perhaps I need to specify the grade of heal? Thats assuming 'heal' is the correct verbiage in the first place.
"Ok, then... Light Heal!"
A white light forms on my hand and starts emanating from the cut on my arm. I watch as it neatly starts mending itself, with the skin finally sealing closed without so much as a scar left behind. I smile in amazement as I watch the spell work, my success boosting my spirits.
Magic Skill Acquired
Light Magic: Light Heal
"HA!!! It worked!!!
Well, let's get to healing up, shall we?! I then put my hand over my nose.
"Light Heal!"
I have to close my eyes because of the brilliant white light that appears. It doesn't take long, but I take a deep breath as I can suddenly breathe from my nose again. My eyes feel much better too! I'm sure my black eyes were also healed. I feel my nose and its perfectly straight, no evidence of it having been broken at all, and no silly whistle noise when I breathe!
"Ok, now these burns. These are pretty bad though."
I place my right hand over my left forearm.
"Light Heal!"
As before I see the burns start to slowly vanish as if time was reversed. Unfortunately, only about 40% of the burns were healed. Unless I come up with a better healing spell, then more severe injuries will require several casts of this magic to completely heal.
"I figured as much. These are much worse than small cuts and bruises."
I have to cast the healing spell a total of three times on each arm to fully heal them. I also take the time to heal the various other cuts, scrapes, bruises, and previously broken bones that didn't mend properly, that I have from the abuse at the hands of my captors. Even the broken ribs were healed, though that took two heals to fully mend. Once all that was done, and I was free of pain for what seemed like the first time in forever, I decided to get some rest, so I leaned against the wall and promptly fell asleep. I figured this hidden treasure room would make a safe place to rest up. It's so odd falling asleep without being in constant pain. I'm just not used to this, but I quickly fall asleep as my fatigue finally puts me down.
I wake up several hours later. Well, I assume it's been several hours as I don't have a clock with me. I make sure I have all my stuff, my dagger is secured in the harness, and I leave my treasure room sanctuary. As I enter the hallway, I grin and let out a playful, yet mischievous giggle. Rather creepy coming from a blood thirsty 10-year-old girl if I say so myself. If you saw me just waltz out from a Nebraska corn field covered in fur trimmed leather, covered in blood with a dagger strapped to my side, that would be a hard NOPE for you and you would run the other way!
"Oh, I have a great idea!" I say with a giggle as I come up with a fun idea.
I turn back toward the door I previously came through after my fight with the axe troll. I draw my dagger and approach the door. It slides open and I sprint straight through it. The axe troll is there again, it's back facing me. It has no idea of what's coming.
"Dumbass!"
I jump and sink my dagger straight into the back of its skull. The troll went down like a sack of bricks. Once down, I slice its throat for good measure, and I sit back and watch as it dies in short order.
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
Only two levels this time. Well, that's to be expected, I guess. The higher I level, the more I will need to kill to level up. Status open! I whistle in appreciation of what I see.
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Alright, let's see what this equipment I got is all about!
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"This is some good shit!" I say as I evaluate my new gear.
"Alright! Let's move on!"
I go back through the doorway into the hallway. I make a quick stop at the hidden room with the treasure chest to see if it respawned. Of course, it didn't, the open chest remaining where I left it. That's too bad. It would be nice to get more free loot and maybe another chicken dinner!
I continue on down the hallway, until I come to a section with doorways on either side of the hallway, with the hallway continuing on with a curve to the left. I peek my head into the open doorway on the right. There is another group of three goblins each carrying a melee weapon of some sort. In the room on the left is another group of 3 goblins and a wolf, one of them has a cane. I make a mental not to ensure that it has to die first as I remember the smell and feel of my own burning flesh. I pull out my dagger and prepare for more bloodshed.
"Ok, let's kill some shit!" I say with glee.
I sprint into the room with the three goblins and the wolf, and cut them all down with ease, not a single one of them even able to get a swing in, or a spell cast at me. I leave behind nothing but a horrific murder scene with blood and guts and body parts everywhere. I head toward the other room not even caring to see if the monsters in the previous room even dropped anything good. I repeat the scene from the other room, leaving a massacre for the dungeon to clean up.
New Level Acquired
I come across 3 more rooms with similar groups of goblins and wolves. I dispatch all of them, leaving not a single intact body, leaving scenes that would make even the most ruthless serial murderers on earth blush with admiration. Even for all that slaughter, only one more level gained. It's time to press on.