Chapter 6 - Dungeon (Floor 1)

Note: Aunt Hilda is a little out of the ordinary, so her methods are......crazy. (MP) [ mana points]. Also, Dialogues in an asterisk ** are only thoughts or actions.

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Midnight;

He thoroughly studied his panel, examining his progress while lying in bed.

Status WindowNameAvaritiaPrimary ClassUnknownHealth7875Mana∞Level1Health Regen/Sec118Mana Regen/Sec∞Strength650Agility650Wisdom850Intelligence817Stamina600Vitality630Dexterity590

He sensed Aunt Hilda approaching the door, he quickly pretended to be asleep. Aunt Hilda slowly opened the door and started moving towards him, she roused him out of his bed.

Aunt Hilda, Why are you here?

Meet me at the training grounds in an hour and be quiet. She then walked out of the room.

*What is she up to?*

Straightening his hair, he freshened himself up in the washroom, putting on some warm woolen clothes. He silently crept out of room and down the stairs, heading into the kitchen to pick up a late night snack. Getting hold of some fruits, he quickly ate them to satisfy his hunger.

Striding out of the mansion to the training grounds, the night was especially cold, as condensed air appeared before him, every time he let out a breath.

The lake illuminated by the moonlight gave off a wonderful sight; he stood there gazing at it for a few minutes, when he noticed Aunt Hilda approaching him. She was wrapped in a thick sweater, her silver her glistened under the moonlight, giving the impression of a cold beauty.

Why are we here, Aunt Hilda?

For Training purposes

She suddenly grasped his right hand; a brilliant light girdled around them as their surroundings distorted. The landscape had changed, tress coated with snow, mountains jutted into view besieging them, the ground blanketed in a thick layer of ice and a large dark cave stood before them.

Where are we, Aunt Hilda?

The snow region, southward of the human continent, you see that cave over there; it is a rank 5 dungeon. Let me explain, Dungeons are ranked from 1 to 10 based on their difficulty, 1 being the easiest and 10 being the hardest.

So, why bring me here?

I want you to conquer that dungeon as part of your training!

He just nodded at the proposal.

Aunt Hilda materialized a bag pack, handing it over to him.

This pack has all you need to survive, a pair of warm sweaters, a tooth brush, an empty water container and a dagger, but you have to hunt your own food, Aunt Hilda said

He rummaged through his pack, checking the contents. Satisfied with the items, he hauled the bag on his back.

She then handed him a small square sheet of paper engraved with a design.

Use this when you want to return back home, Aunt Hilda spoke. Then she vanished in a flash of bright light.

Taking out his dagger he moved towards the dark cave, all of a sudden the foul stench of dead corpses and rotten flesh attacked his nostrils. Ignoring the stench, he moved onwards.

In the cave;

Walking inside the cave, he sensed the presence of a life form before him; he moved towards it, the creature lunged at him, biting at his neck and tearing out a chunk of flesh, blood sprayed all around.

He shrugged of the pain; he no longer had to put up a façade.

Hyper Regeneration activated

His torn flesh instantly regenerated, releasing his overwhelming killing intent, he froze the target in terror, catching the small creature by its neck. He brought the creature to his mouth; tearing at its flesh with his teeth while swallowing whole chunks of its meat.

*Ding*

Do you want to absorb Night Vision?

Yes, he uttered

The cave got brighter as his eyes adjusted to his dim surroundings. He moved onwards, along the way he encountered a bunch of slimes that dissolved his skin as he got into contact, slashing at them with his dagger he quickly disposed of them. He breezed past the waves of monsters, finally reaching a dome shaped room.

Rotting corpses littered the floor; the stench of dry blood arose. Studying the room, spears protruded from the walls.

Some kind of arena, he thought to himself

*whack*

A tail slammed against his rips sending him crashing towards the wall, a spear impaled his lungs, holding him above the ground. He looked around for the opponent, as blood continued to seep from his wound. Spotting the target, a salamander, he had read about tem in a book, it was thrice his height, having red irises with a long tail armored with spikes. It peered at him cautiously.

He grinned while facing his opponent, detaching himself from the spear; he dropped to the ground, his wounds instantly mending. He dashed towards the salamander, clutching his dagger, swinging it against its skin. It barely left a scratch, before breaking into two.

Tossing the now useless dagger from his hand, he readied himself into a fighting stance; the salamander abruptly ignited itself in flames. Charging at him, it used it tail to stab him, however to no avail, sidestepping all the attacks he moved right in front of it, impaling his mana cloaked fist into it, he let his mana rampage with its body as it she started to rip, at then it exploded, guts splashing all around.

It has been so long since I enjoyed such a fight, he laughed

Rummaging through all the spread meat, he spotted a glowing object. Approaching towards it, a red orb lay on the floor emanating warmth. Grabbing it, he brought it to eye level, to examine.

*Ding*

Essence Orb: Contains a rare fire elemental within

*Gulp*

He swallowed the orb………………………..After a span of few minutes, warmth spread through his body, a sudden feeling of euphoria filled his mind.

*Ding*

You have consumed a [A] class Fire Elemental

*Ding*

Would you like to absorb Pyrokinesis?

Yes!

*Ding*

Skill Name:Skill Rank:Skill Level:Skill Experience:PyrokinesisBeginner123%Effects:

Able to shape and manipulate fire [200 MP/s]

Fire encompassed him; he twisted and turned the pillars of flame to test his command over them. Thinking about his lack of a melee weapon, he devised a scheme.

Compressing a huge amount of flames into his palm, he visualized a long broad sword, he felt the fire moving and squirming to reconstruct itself into his desired object, the flames started to solidify as it started molding to form a handle and a sharp edge.

*Ding*

you have created the Sub Skill: Blaze sword [100 MP/s]

He held onto the fiery red sword, swinging it around to check its weight and balance. As soon he was done with the testing, he dispersed the sword.

*cluck* *cluck*

The sounds of moving gears caught his attention, as a hole opened at the center of the room, inviting him further into the darkness.

With a dash, he lunged into the dark void.

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Aunt Hilda training methods are abnormal.

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