《D.W》prologue 2: Dungeons and you.
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as the sight of my parents leave my mind I start to return to the entrance leaving the corpses of my terrible parents behind, once i reached the the caves entrance a dread inducing thing is see in-front of me the entrance of the cave has now been replaced by a wall of boulders and rocks. this is just god spiting in my face or is it my terrible luck manifesting to a kick in the dick.
from this sight the only thing i could think of at this time is the need to find another exit of the cave, to this end I grab one of the burning wood from the fire before walking back into the cave's depths, with the shadows surrounding me with only this one torch keeping them at bay. the further i enter the cave the more and more the cave walls start to become more structured in and flat, more like that of a building over the walls of a cave till the reason hits me straight in the head, this place is a dungeon!
further and further i go till i reach the pit that consumed my parents, to double check that their dead i lean into the hole with the torch overhanging it to look into the hole, at the bottom is the the corpses of my 'loving' parents with there bodies impaled on a multitude of spikes. Showing no remorse for them I walk on.
the more and more i walk into the dungeon the more and more i can see that this place has not seen the light of day with most of the walls being ruined and crumbling as well as past traps being worn down to barley being operational, where in the world is this dungeons manager.
let me explain many years ago even before i was born there were natural grown labyrinths that spawned randomly across the known world they were abbreviated into the term dungeon since most of them were underground, for a dungeon to form 3 things are necessary, one a large vein of mana that passes though out the world, two a gem that is either a diamond or a soul gem is present when it forms to create the dungeon heart and finally a dungeon requires a human brain to be placed with the gem for the dungeon heart to be created. Once the dungeon heart is created it requires a caretaker or magical creature known as a manager to help improve the dungeon's capability, this is not a requirement for a dungeon but it is a standard one recorded in the dungeons found, the manager is sometimes known as a herald of the dungeon since once it takes the role it can communicate with the dungeon to a extent that they can understand its feeling's. other information found out about the manager job is that its a lifetime job with them sustaining themselves by using a small percentage of the dungeon hearts power that can make it so as long as the dungeon heart survives but it will lead them to dying when the dungeon heart dies, with the initiation ceremony needing either a human corpse to be consumed by the dungeon heart or a healthy brain that hasn't aged for more than 2 hours after death, but to the dungeon heart this arrangement isn't for ever with if the manager dies due to other causes than the dungeon hearts death, the dungeon heart will not be effected drastically.
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as I slowly invade the dungeon corridors though forks in the roads that either have 2 or 3 new paths to take, after using a technique that i heard that was useful in a dungeon I followed the left wall till i reached a room, this room had 2 entrances with that it having crumbling pitfall opening scattered about on the floor while on the walls were obvious signs of arrow traps with the holes being shown like a black spot on a blank piece of paper, for this room held no monsters or danger to the wise I just dodged the activators for the arrows traps making it so the room was a piece of cake, after taking the other exit the corridor that I traversed looked of better quality, the corridor opened up into another room but in this room there wasn't another exit but a podium that held a tiny glowing crystal that was embedded into it, in front the podium is the first monster I ever saw in this dungeon, it was a single grey dog that looked like it was on its last legs from old age sleeping silently on the lap of a skeleton. sensing my presence the dog gets up weakly before facing me with eyes that still burned with fury.
Walking slowly to the dog I pull out a dagger that My parents got me for a birthday present , the blade was dull when they got it for me but after I got a weathers tone I used it to sharpened the knife it till i could be passable as a blade that could be used to hunt animals, the weathered dog bares its fangs before stamping his front-right paw down onto the ground limping to try and intimidate the enemy before of it, reluctantly this has little effect on me with me instead of feeling fear but pity for its state.
I walk to the dog and bend a knee so im at the same eye level as the elderly dog with my right extended with the palm open to show that i mean no harm. from this the dog limps to my hand slowly and weakly before its right in-front of it in which it licks wistful to get any caring attention that it could still have, without a hint of remorse careful take the knife that im holding in my other hand and stab the dog in the torso, as the blade penetrates its hide the dogs eyes open wide before shading over with a grey hue as the life fades from its aged body, once the last the its life is extinguished, i carry the dogs corpse to the ground before taking the knife out. (this will be brain surgery so if screamish skip this )
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Once the knife is out i place the knife against the neck of the dogs corpse,turning my face away from the act I sever the head from the rest of the dogs body, as the head is severed the sound of cracking can be heard as the spinal cord is severed making it so the head is cut off more smoothly before the neck is fully cut through, the blood that lazily escapes from the neck and the knife wound paint the floor with a red mucus, taking the skull away from the body i take it towards the pedestal where i place it down gently.
using the knife i skin the dogs skull till all that is left is the white hue of the bone shining in the damp cave, with the pristine skull i smash it upon the podium, from this the skull shatters completely leaving the brain exposed deposited on the podium, the brain glows with a black hue before disintegration into the podium its self.
the gem that was embedded in the podium starts to glow in a eerie pink light that targets me as a searing pain is sent though my brain, signaling i am the new dungeon manager. . .
I was gonna put the brain surgery bit in a drop down tab but i couldn't find a way to work out the coding, sorry
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