《The King's Dungeon》Comprehensive Dungeon Tutelage System
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Darkness surronded Basileus, nibbling away at his already unhinged sanity. The feminine voice that had brought him here was nowhere to be found. Everything was quiet, so very quiet. And then, like a pebble dropping in a soundless cave, the feminine voice rung out again.
"Hello, esteemed Dungeon Master Basileus. You must be wondering where you are. Before I tell you this, I must first introduce myself to you. What use is a system, if you do not know it? I am the Comprehensive Dungeon Tutelage System, but you can call me CATS for short. I am named after the animal from the planet Earth, a cat, as I am very annoying and always up in your face, begging you to worship me. However, I shall restrict myself for you, as I do not wish to be destroyed. I am only the second CATS in existence, after all. To give a more detailed description of what I am, please respond to this message, esteemed Dungeon Master Basileus."
Basileus looked around frantically, searching for the origin of the voice. Surely, it should be noticeable in the darkness, right? He decided that for him to find where this voice was coming from, he must answer it's request
"CATS, give me a more detailed description of what you are."
"Understood. I am a system designed for a pure-blooded Dungeon Master. I assist in every way, and without me, a pure-blooded Dungeon Master would not be able to create a Dungeon. I am a tutelage system. I teach newly born pure-bloods how to create and manipulate their Dungeon's environment, creatures, treasure and multiple other things. I am inside of your head, so nobody except you can hear me. Esteemed Dungeon Master Basileus, would you like me to teach you about the Dungeon Mana System, or DMS for short?"
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"Yes, CATS, teach me about DMS"
"Understood. Activating tutelage zone....... 10%....... complete. Accessing. Access Granted. Projecting"
The area around Basileus lit up at the formation of a screen. It was floating in the air, a light green colour, and was translucent. At the top of the screen, there were words that read "The King's Dungeon" at the top. At the left most side of the screen was a rotating blue object, seemingly like fire. It was flickering, about to go out, and besides it was a counter that read [5/5000]. Basileus made a "Tch..." noise. He already knew slightly about this with his in-born knowlege of Dungeons. This was a "Mana Counter". Mana is the basic source of all Dungeons, and is the basic building block for everything besides Nothing, which is the basic building block for Mana. It could be used to shape the floors of a Dungeon, and all the rooms, creatures, treasures and traps required Mana to be made. As a pure-blood Dungeon Master, however, Basileus could manipulate Nothing to construct far more powerful things, and far more creative things than he could with simple Mana. And since his Dungeon was connected to the vast Nothing plains, he had an ample supply to create with.
"CATS, explain everything besides the Mana counter for me, please"
"Esteemed Dungeon Master Basileus. There is nothing else there"
"Oh. Can I begin to make things out of Nothing? Is that allowed?"
"Not yet"
"Seriously? How boring. I only bothered to be reborn as a Dungeon Master so I could do anything I wanted!"
"I am sorry about this esteemed Dungeon Master Basileus. I must give you a memory wipe. I must change your personality, if you wish to be a Dungeon Master. You must be noble, and you are the exact opposite of that, being curious and delusional. I will begin the memory wipe... 1%..."
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"What, what! NO! ABORT, ABORT! SPOCK, BEAM ME UP, SOMETHING'S GONE WRONG!"
Basileus ran around, trying to get away from the voice in his head. Obviously, he failed.
"Command ignored. Memory wipe prepared. Applying......"
Basileus fell silent. He stopped running. He stared blankly infront of him.
"Memory wipe successful. Beginning Nobilty and Dungeon Master Attitude courses......."
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