Bietarnu

What happens when a normal man awakens in a world of magic and monsters? What if he awakens as a gemstone that can't move, eat, or communicate but is somehow alive? What happens when this stone learns to cast magic and create rooms, to bring life to monsters of its own and defend itself from invaders? This is the story of that mans journey from a small one room tunnel to a magnificent challenge to the universe.

Chapters range from 1k-1.5k words usually! First time writing this type of novel but always wanted to try so any feedback helps!
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Awakened As A Dungeon Core?

Making their way back to the waiting space the party limp past the gates to the forms of the ghoul brothers as well as Janae. Upon crossing into the space several large blue petaled flowers bloom and begin shooting yellow dust into the room, the pollen coating everybody while slowly healing the groups wounds.

"These dudes told me you were fighting the boneheads, figured you'd need some first aid after that shit considering they usually wiped out my horde pretty quickly. Just breathe in the pollen and relax, its a slow heal so deep breathes and all that. You'll need it for the last dude." Janae says sarcastically as the party begins to wander the room finding seats or sliding to the ground and resting.

"Last dude?" Tyr asks suspiciously as she takes a seat near the gates, the pollen from the flowers slowly sinking into her skin, giving her a slight glow as she begins to massage her side where an attack pierced through earlier.

Round Five! Fight!