AraVus274

[Mature Content +18]

Hi everyone.

If you are bored, I invite you to the amazing adventure of a young man Ramiel, who was betrayed by his comrades (I know, very original.) At first, it may seem boring and full of well-known patterns, but trust me, I have many cool ideas for the future.  On a lighter note, it is worth mentioning that this is an R-18 novel with a lot of this kind of stuff. Cultural people will certainly understand.

The real story begins after the first few chapters and will consist of the management and development of the dungeon. You won't find a system here that will hand the main character everything on a golden platter.

If you think that women will be useless here, you are sorely mistaken. Each of them will be a huge help to the main character and not just an unnecessary addition.

I forgot to add that: this is my first novel.

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Don't be scared off by the voluminous first chapters. They are so long because I rewrote them.

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Check reviews before you read. I explained a lot of things there.

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20 power stones = one extra chapter
50 power stones = two extra chapters

20 golden tickets = one extra chapter
50 golden tickets = two extra chapters

I publish additional chapters on Sundays. By Sunday, I mean Sunday in my time zone (seven hours difference from the time of resetting the stones on the site).

Descent Of The Condemned

"Mhm…" Ramiel murmured with satisfaction, his voice hoarse as it often was after waking up in the morning. At the same time, he clenched his left hand, which instantly sank into something firm and springy.

This was one of the best things he could experience first thing in the morning, especially since his right hand soon followed suit. Moments later, the former hunter's sense of touch was flooded with similar, if not superior, sensations.

"Truly a paradise on earth… Maybe I really complain too much about life in the dungeon?"

Involuntarily, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, forming a modest but cheeky smile, radiating pure happiness.

It could be safely said that he was on cloud nine, basking in bliss. But who could blame him? Anyone in Ramiel's place would have behaved similarly.

A Misguided Gift