《Dungeons and Adventurers.》Volume 1: Chapter 1(P2) - The first embrace
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I ran as fast as I could to the dungeon's entrance. Skipping and jumping, making all kinds of weird gestures as I went over.
*The day finally came*
As I approached the entrance to the dungeons, I stared down the stairwell towards the first floor. The stairway was lit with torches in between every ten stairs, this torches weren’t normal torches. As you all know, normal torches need fuel to run. This torches however, have an aqua blue flame to it. It never burns out.
“Beautiful”
I said as I walked down the stairs to the very first floor.
I was nervous at the same time extremely excited to finally begin my adventure. I wondered what would be my first enemy I would come across. How tough it would be and whether I could handle it.
The first floor had a rock scenery. It was rather plain, just rocks that lead to different paths.
As I walked slightly deeper into the first story, something cracked on the ground.
“What’s that?”
I walked closer to the crack.
“Hmmmm……. Should I touch it?”
…… I guided my hand to the crack.
*crackle* the crack got bigger and it seems to have a bulge. As if something was coming out of the ground.
“A-Ahhhhh…. That startled me”
As the crack grew bigger I jumped back and observed it from a little bit further. As I jumped back, the crack exploded which formed a hole on the ground, and something jumped out. …
It was a furry dwarf bunny. It had beautiful white fur which coated it’s entire skin, not a single bit of dirt.
I walked closer to the bunny, assuming it was safe.
“Hey there, don’t be scared” I said as I approached the bunny
“Pyon Pyon”
As I came to a distance of around 50 cm the bunny’s eyes immediately turns red and it responded to my actions by pouncing onto me. The bunny aimed a headbutt to my stomach. But I reacted by guarding myself crossing my arms and using my hands as a shield.
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I jumped back and entered my fighting stance I’ve always been practicing. My weapon is actually a Katana. I made a steel type katana back in the days where I found steel from different amount of garbages. I entered a defence post with my right leg launched in front of my left. And my hand to the back of my back where my Katana should be placed.
The only difference was…………
“MY KATANA!”
*I forgot to bring it…………. I just ran straight to the dungeon entrance*
………
My face started to go from a confident look to a somewhat pale look. Where purple lines started drooping down from the top of my head to the bottom.
*How did I make a mistake like that?*.......
I immediately went from my defence posture to running away from the bunny. As I made my way towards the dungeon entrance…… I realize that the other bunnies have spawned are currently blocking the entrance to the upperworld.
“HUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
I had no choice but to run the other way towards the lower levels instead. If I wanted to survive.
My best chances of survival is to pray that I meet stronger adventurers who could bring me up to the upperworld again.
I kept running down till I thought I had lost them all.
I kept running till there was nothing that could chase me anymore. I looked back every so often just to check. After running for a long time about 30 minutes. Nothing seemed to finally be chasing me anymore.
At the time I didn’t realize my surroundings. But it seems that the rocks were now no longer just normal looking rocks that were grey with a bunch of mud. It was black, it was as black as obsidian.
“I’ve no idea where I am…… what have I gotten myself into.”
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“It seems like nothing spawns here. Maybe this is a safe floor?”
I looked around for anything that was chasing me. It seemed like there was none.
*pant pant* “Finally, I’ve never ran this much in my life before. At least it’s finally over”
I took a seat in a corner of the dungeon, pondering on where I am and what I have gotten myself into. As I sat there resting. I heard a roar. It echoed amongst the many walls and corners I was resting myself upon. It also didn’t seem like it was far.
I overcame my disability of moving due to my severe amount of running earlier on. Stood on my feet and started walking away from the direction of the roar. As I was doing so, it seemed as if the roar was getting louder. I thought to myself maybe I was just being paranoid which enhances my hearing ability or caused me to suffer some hallucination.
But I was right. The thing that roared came closer by the second as I walked away from it. I started dashing across the dungeon floor. But it seemed like it wasn’t enough.
Each second. I thought that it’s the end of my life. Even as it just began. I started welling up tears in my eyes.
“JUST AS IT STARTED”
“It all ended”
I reached a dead end. I laid myself on the wall at the edge. The lion was just a meter infront of me.
It stood still for a second, before slashing at me with it’s huge claws.
“It’s over”
As it sways it’s claws at me, I heard a metal clashing noise *clank*
As I looked up, I saw a silhouette.
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