《Dinosaur Reborn》Roxanne
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What will you get out of this, besides an awesome fucking protector?
"I will get 50% of your total mana and mana regen."
You said you have chosen your Specialty? what does that mean?
"A dungeon's Specialty is like an Affinity. I chose the slime Specialty, so I can only spawn slimes"
That seems harsh, you can only have slimes in your dungeon?
"No, I can only spawn slimes. I can Tame any creature that is subdued and accepts me as their master. You are safe since we made the companion contract."
Huh, that is useful. Ok the last question, are you a male or female?
"Silly creature, all Dungeons are females. We are mothers."
It said that with a definitely more feminine voice, almost sounding flirtatious.
A shimmering mist came out of the core that I was now holding in my hand. It formed a rather cute woman, about 20 or so and 3 inches tall. I observed her and saw a spell notification.
Spell Gained: Astral Projection. Passive. 5mp/m
"This is my form, but now it is very small. I am trying not to waste mana. By the way, you have an impressive mana regeneration rate for your age. What level are you?"
I wasn't sure if I was supposed to keep that a secret, but what could she do?
I'm level 15. What's yours?
"I'm level one."
Oh duh
"Your mana regeneration should be much less than that. When do you unlock your core?"
I unlocked it when I reached level 15.
"Fuck me sideways, You are a Dominator?
Yup
"God help us all. You are the next Saurian Dominator. I should be elated, I just signed a contract with you. But all I'm getting is a sense of dread. You could probably break the contract and enslave me, who knows the limits of a Dominator."
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First of all, I don't even know what I am. Secondly, I am not going to hurt you or else I would've just crushed your core.
"How in the Hells do you not know what you are? Almost all Dominators came from this world but were reincarnated into paragons of their species".
I am reincarnated, but I'm not from this world.
"That is extraordinary, but not unique. There have been other Dominators, claiming to be from another planet called Earth."
Yes, that is where I am from! Where are these other dominators?
"I have no idea."
How do you know any of that anyway?
"Before dungeons are spawned, we have the knowledge imparted to us from the Central Cryst."
What is that?
"No one knows. People call it The Mother Of All Dungeons."
The MOAD!!!
That's pretty cool.
"Yup"
And you don't have a name?
"No, Dungeons are usually named by the first explorer"
Which would technically be me...
"Correct"
I think I will call you Roxanne.
"I like it."
Great, now tell me everything you know about Dominators.
She talked and talked and talked for sooo long. I was starting to get sleepy when she suddenly yelled at me.
"Hey!"
Ah shit, what?
"Were you sleeping while I was talking?"
No, of course not. Listening to you talking for hours is just so interesting.
She flipped me off
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