《RE:tombdungeon》prologue what the fuck are you doing stupid godess
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Prologue
I'm currently working on the fields of my family, caring about the cannabis plants like many families in this area. Today´s a really hot day, but I have to continue working, or else we won’t get money to buy the things we need…
Luckylee I’m not the only one working on our field my three little brothers and my dad are helping me. We have to work hard, so we can pay for the school expenses from my little brothers, but I think it’s worth it because they learn reading, writing and maths.
I never was at a school, I was always working at the fields or the workshops from my relatives. Not that this was bad, I’m pretty happy with my life, I know everything about our environment- well maybe not like an biologic researcher who can tell you how many proteins are in something- but through observing I was able to get known to the habits of animals and the growth rate of our plants. Ah right I actually now numbers, all up to 20, because we have 20 goats, not more, so I don’t need more numbers.
My mother is currently cooking together with my bigger two sisters, they are the only woman in the area who aren’t married to someone, because my parents say that their children should be happy, and shouldn’t do things as forcefully marrying someone like noramly in Afghanistan.
Ahh, weren’t they in the house a moment ago, well they might still be there, the only problem is that it doesn’t stand anymore. I feel hot pain suddenly swelling up inside me and with that I’m dead…
seriously?
Yep, totally dead, I see the place where I and my father were working a moment ago, but not our bodies, they were completely destroyed by something.
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I’m something like a little glowing ball, some would call it a soul. I can’t see if there is any other “soul” near, because I’m getting quickly sucked up. Suddenly I feel immense pressure, so much that I am losing consciousness.
But somehow I feel really calm now, maybe something like heaven? Not that I believe in God Allah or any other guy who may sit on the clouds. It’s somehow the same like getting hugged by an person who stands close to you, you relax.
Like this I drift off into sleep.
After I don’t know how long, I wake up and see a womanly figure hovering before me, she has no facial features, it’s pure white, like the rest of her body. I can’t see if there she wears clothing, it’s all a bit blurred, but I am clearly able to see that it’s a woman.
“so it’s a woman, huh? “ a sarcastic voice echoed in my mind.
I quickly try to see who spoke, but well, I can’t turn my head cause if don’t have one.
luckily I’m able to somehow see from every point on my “soul” so I alertly try to figure out who spoke. Well there was no one there…
“hey, you stupid country bumpkin !” the voice shouts, while I feel immense pressure starting to come from the white thing…
“white thing? well you are stupid, but do you really not know who I am ?” the voice echoes
“who might you loud creature be?” I ask while getting a headache, ah no I don’t have a head anymore, but somehow my concentration fades away.
“I am the Goddess of life and Death, well I was till my brothers and sisters have sealed me in an mortal Body, 3572 years ago.” says the “Goddess”.
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I don’t really care about Gods and myths, I only want my peace…
“hah, bad luck, I summoned you to help me break the seal” really, this loud thing annoys me, don’t know why, but my character has somehow changed…
“of course your character has changed, I summoned you as an Dungeon core, so I had to add some evil aspects to your soul” the loud thing explains proudly.
I’m getting really annoyed at her, but she seems to be strong to be able to add things to my soul, so I ask “ What do you want?”
She suddenly starts to laugh, stupid thing, she explains proudly “I’m currently stuck in the dead Body of a sorceress, and have summoned you with my remaining Magic Energy to resurrect me and help me to become a god again. You have to be my house,castle and personal Dungeon to help train my skills ” really? you a ex Goddess of Life and Death are stuck in a Dead body ?
I can’t hold it,I start to laugh at such a stupid Goddess, till I feel immense killing intent coming from her. Seems like she comprehends that I laugh about her stupidity.
“I can also read your thoughts you idiot!” she exclaims angrily
Ohh that explains a lot of things …
“How do you want me to help?” I ask a bit nervous, looks like she really wants me to help resurrect her.
“you are going to be a Dungeon core, and as that you have to build some cool stuff and kill people, while giving me the luxury a Goddess needs, like building my castle, making my food, and cleaning the rooms. You are also allowed to keep a few slaves and monsters to fight for you.” stupid Goddess says.
“How should I do this? I don’t even know how to write or read let alone build castles “ I ask her worried.
She stares at me with a loss of words, and then exclaims “ I’m going to teach you”. Why are you such a caring stupid being? Just let me be, and do something else…
“Not possible I don’t have any magic energy left” she cries.
I sigh an say ”okay, then teach me how to read”.
The Goddess which was down spirited looked up at me and made a grin “ okay, and I’m also going to teach you how to use magic to summon lots of cool stuff, also how to revive some dead stuff, but that’s for later”.
With that our lessons start, me learning how to read and write, while at the same time learning how to build, craft, forage, defend and attack all to secure my safety as a future dungeon. And as our last lessons, we started with reanimating the dead.
With that the stupid Goddess sends me to my “Dungeon”. Not sure what I have to expect there…
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