Chapter 9! Dungeon Core, Create Waifus!
Zach's vision blurred as black and white flashed before his eyes. His body felt weightless, yet somehow compressed and released at the same time, like he was being put through a cosmic blender.
Then came the head-spinning vertigo.
Dizziness hit him like a truck.
His stomach churned, bile creeping up his throat. For a brief moment, he genuinely thought he was going to hurl all over himself.
"Shit! Is this how bad teleportation is?!" Zach cursed inwardly, clamping a hand over his mouth to keep from spewing his last meal into whatever hellhole he was dropping into.
Finally—after what felt like hours of getting tossed around like a ragdoll—the sensation abruptly stopped.
His feet hit solid ground, and his vision slowly cleared up.
And then…
A holographic screen popped up in front of him.
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[Ding! Successfully arrived at your dungeon. Please locate the Dungeon Core for more information.]
[Ding! You can now access your status, Dungeon Master Zacharias Valford.]
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Zach's ears perked up at that last part.
"Oho~? A status screen? Don't mind if I do!" He rubbed his hands together excitedly, his inner gamer instincts kicking in.
"Quick, show me my status!"
The hologram flickered, and a new screen materialized before him.
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[Status]
[Name: Zacharias Valford]
[Class: Dungeon Master]
[Sub-Class: XXX]
[Level: 1]
[Number of Dungeons Owned: 1]
[Strength: 7]
[Mana: 0]
[Vitality: 9]
[Agility: 7]
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Zach squinted at the numbers.
"Damn… am I below average, or just plain average?" he muttered, rubbing his chin.
What he didn't realize was that having 9 Vitality meant he could probably live past 100 without breaking a sweat. The previous owner of this body, Zacharias Valford, was a lazy-ass prince, but at least he had the sense to take vitality-boosting herbs.
As for the 0 Mana?
Yeah, that one stung.
"Guess that explains why this dude didn't bother with the Academy," Zach sighed. "Ain't no way he was gonna be a 1 in a million magic prodigy with stats like these."
Shrugging it off, he finally turned his attention to his surroundings.
At first… nothing.
Just darkness.
The only thing visible was his floating status screen, and despite it glowing like a damn neon sign, it didn't light up his surroundings at all.
"Alright... how the hell am I supposed to see in here?" Zach groan, the moment he took a step forward, whoosh!
Torches lining the walls of the corridor burst into flames, casting an eerie glow over the rough, rocky tunnel. The ground beneath his feet felt uneven, a mix of sand and stone, and the air carried a faint damp smell.
"Alright, that's cool as hell," Zach admitted.
He glanced forward—the tunnel stretched deep into the unknown.
Behind him? Who knew? Maybe an exit? Maybe a death trap?
But come on—like hell he was gonna turn back now.
With a grin that made him look like a scammer who just tricked an old lady out of her pension, Zach rubbed his hands together.
"Since I'm already here… might as well explore!"
He strode forward, whistling to himself, while secretly hoping there weren't any tentacle monsters waiting to grope him in the dark.
The tunnel stretched on forever, and after what felt like ages of walking, Zach finally reached the end.
And what he saw?
A huge, empty space—at least the size of a basketball court—with a high ceiling that made him feel small as hell.
At the very center of the cave-like chamber, a glowing black cube floated calmly, shrouded in mist at the center of the hall.
Zach's eyes sparkled.
"Is this the Dungeon Core?" he muttered, stepping closer.
Without hesitation, he lifted a hand and pressed it against the cube.
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[Ding! Checking Clearance…]
[Welcome, Owner of Dungeon 00045.]
[Dungeon Core is being activated…]
[Ding! Owner can now create a form for the Dungeon Core and name it.]
[Warning! Once chosen, the form and name cannot be changed.]
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Zach's breath hitched.
Oh, hell yes.
This was his moment.
Sure, he couldn't give the core powers, but he could decide what it looked like.
His mind instantly raced to one thing and one thing only.
Boobs.
A sexy, busty, mature woman with blonde hair and a kind personality (but only to him). Thicc in all the right places.
And since the system let him design it however he wanted…
He went for the ultimate pick.
A certain blonde waifu whose name sent men into frenzies of worship.
Tsunda.
(O_o)
Zach considered giving her longer hair, maybe down to her shoulders, but then shook his head. Nah. That would ruin her signature look.
As if the Overlord Dungeon System itself understood his degenerate desires, it created a realistic, lifelike version of Tsunda, perfect in every way.
Zach didn't even need to remember her exact face—he just knew.
Bust? Perfect.
Curves? God-tier.
Waifu material? Maximum.
A minute later, the system spoke again.
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[Ding! Dungeon Core's form has been decided.]
[Now, choose a name for the Core.]
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Zach didn't hesitate.
"Tsunda Zacharias," he declared, smirking.
Why?
Because if he used the real Tsunda's name, he might get sued. (Actually, I the author migjt get sued.)
(+_+)
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[Ding! Dungeon Core's name has been set to Tsunda Zacharias.]
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Suddenly, the black cube glowed brighter and brighter, forcing Zach to shut his eyes.
A few seconds later, the light faded, and when Zach opened his eyes again…
She was right there.
Standing before him, in all her glorious thiccness…
Tsunda Zacharias.
But before Zach could even fully appreciate his creation—
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[Warning! If the Dungeon is destroyed or conquered, the Dungeon Core—Tsunda Zacharias—will be permanently lost.]
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Zach's grin froze.
Oh.
Oh hell no.
His waifu was now a living entity, and if this Dungeon got wrecked—
She was gone forever, something he doesn't want which forces his inner degenerate to take a backseat as a new flame of determination burned in his eyes.
"I'll be damned if I let anyone destroy my property."
Forget perving out—he had to get stronger first.
Because if anyone tried to mess with his Dungeon?
He'd kill a bitch.