Hile_Lawrence

[WN WITH ILLUSTRATION] 
Story about human babies raised by monsters in a world of sword and magic. 

Allen is an orphaned boy that had lived a rather pleasant life with his orc mother in the bowels of a deadly dungeon, until the day a group of humans ventured down to loot and pillage the home they had come to think of as safe. 

They took everything that Allen had, and drove him further away from the humanity. In anger and anguish, Allen turned his back on the humans. He encapsulated himself in a deep-seated hatred of them, refusing to associate with them in any way—even going so far as to reject any attempt at kindness.

Allen begins his journey in a world of human with full of deceit, danger, envy, and politics.

[WARNING! this novel has strong gore and violence]

[This novel has an illustration. All the illustrations are original and made by me. Reuse is not allowed, and repost should be with credit]

Raised in Dungeon

By spreading its shadow across the battlefield, the Orc Demon Lord could summon Orc Generals until its mana was depleted. However, due to the dense demonic mana on the 10th floor, the birth of new monsters was further empowered, reducing the amount of mana required to summon new orcs.

As the shadow spread, Lucilia quickly drew an amnis circle of earth and pressed her hand to the ground. The ground trembled, and stone walls rose around her.

Seeing the amnis circle, Allen immediately dashed toward it.

"You think I'll let you escape so easily?!" Ashmireth lunged for Allen's leg, but Percival suddenly appeared, slicing through the outstretched hand.

"Haha, you always leave an opening whenever your goal is obvious," Percival said with a smirk.

"Tch, you're such a nuisance," Ashmireth spat in annoyance.

"Allen, quick. Heal yourself first," Percival urged.

Endless Blood Morthe, Ashmireth (2)