BlackJade

The world dungeon. A mysterious construct. It is spoken of in myth and legend. It stands tall, reaching through the clouds above, yet none can enter.  

No one knows what lies within. It has stood quietly for generation after generation. 

But now it stirs. 

Only a hundred people can walk the dungeon. To leave it, they must conquer it.  

 

Or die trying. 




Note: Any character resemblance to actual people is coincidental, all work is original. On the off chance I figure out how to put pictures in the story, any works you see were more than likely found with a google search. If the work belongs to you let me know and I give credit/take it down. That being said I'll mark my own work.

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Thousand Floor World Dungeon

I looked at the scene before me. No words could describe what I felt. 


Being able to deal with a goblin camp with only minor assistance with a low level was still explainable. However, an orc encampment? It was utterly incomprehensible unless you had a large level lead on them. On top of that a variety of skills would be needed to keep the playing field somewhat even. It was just impossible. 


And yet, I was, witnessing this impossibility right now. 


"Just what is he?" I muttered as I watched from the tree line. 


I watched him scale the wall and cut down several of the orcs within moments. 


The explosions of fireballs landing could be heard after he somersaulted off the wall, as well as the squealing and screeching of the orcs. 


'Can he really do this?' I wondered as I thought back to what he said earlier. 


'I see. I really would just slow him down, wouldn't I?' I thought as I heard a few more fireballs land. 


The shrieks of goblins and the howls of wolves began to resound as well. 


'It's like a symphony of death in there.' I thought as I watched the walls burn. 


As a roar cut through the air my eyes narrowed. 


'A chieftain? There's no way he'll be able to deal with that!' I thought as I ran for the walls. 


'I can't get in. Without my skills I don't have the ability to leap over the wall, and I don't have the strength or control to replicate his feat of getting up there. Oh well, I guess. Even though he's a male, it's a pity to lose him here.' I turned to leave as my thoughts reached a logical conclusion. 


"Goodbye Zachary. If you're lucky, Goddess Invarsha will bless you with luck and let you live." I said as I walked back into the forest. 


I kept an eye on my surroundings as I tread through the forest. I picked the occasional herb as I slowly made my way back to the portal.


Asseylum