《Dungeon Creator》Chapter #1 I am the one
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I need to create a world from nothing, or do I? My life is easy why would I go around creating dungeons?
This power is dumb I'm never gonna use it and just live my life normally.
Even people that bully me I'm not gonna use it on. I don't wanna mess up the world.
But an anthill doesn't count after all there just ants?
It's weird but I forgot how I ended up here the world is still the same as it was.
My life was great I went to school every day. It was monotonous as well as it was enjoyable. Until one day when I was coming home from class. I went to pick up the mail like I normally do and there was a letter with a gold insignia on it, that looked like the coolest thing I had ever seen.
I walked inside and opened it only to find a bunch of characters I couldn't understand. I set down the letter and went to get something to eat, maybe it was a letter inviting me to an exclusive club or something.
But after I got my apple out of the fridge and came back to look at the letter there was nothing there. That's the weirdest thing ever I knew the letter had a bunch of weird symbols on it or something. Maybe they used disappearing or invisible ink or something.
I knew that was impossible but it sounded cool. My life went back to normal I suppose.
"How was school today," my mom asked me as soon as she got home.
"It was great" I responded while holding my sarcasm in. My mom always asked me the same question in a dumb crumby voice.
It's not like I really cared, it was just part of my daily routine.
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Yep, my life was pretty good. Between video games, school, and my mom was life was pretty filled.
My parents had divorced when I was young. I don't really like thinking about it but they did. The weirdest part was that they were still friends or something. How was that even possible? Wasn't mirage supposed to be held sacred by society or something.
Yep, it's weird, weird as heck.
But complaining won't help me I had to realize that early in life. I turned on my console and played video games until I got tired enough to fall asleep. It was another uneventful day.
The next day when I awoke nothing happened. I just got up brushed my teeth straightened my hair and went out to wait for the school bus. It was kinda cold waiting out here by myself and not cold in the normal way it was cold on the inside.
I saw the yellow bus pull around my street corner and with a dash, I arrived in front of it. Only plebs waited for the school bus real men dashed up to it so they wouldn't be cold.
There was a bright flash as the bus doors open that a message flashed across the bottom corner of my vision.
"Welcome"
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