" PLEASE ALMIGHTY STONE WATCH OVER ME, ON MY JOURNEY BACK TO SAFETY"

Inside a ruined blacksmith, located in a Dungeon a peculiar sight is unfolding. A human being not old enough to be called a man but also not truly a boy anymore was kneeling on the ground front of a stone, this was not a regular stone though, upon this stone lay the remains of a skull, placed there by the adolescent.

"OFFER ME GUIDANCE OH MIGHTY STONE"

"......"

"....."

"Fuck it, I'm just going to grab that sword of the wall, take whatever I can salvage from that skeleton and get the hell back to the gate"

Hadrian getting up off the floor, walked over to the counter and jumped over it. In fpront of him lay a large selection of weapons and farm equipment, Hadrian grabbed the nearest sword he could.

'Ding' 'CLASS GEAR HAS BEEN FOUND'

'INVENTORY HAS BEEN UNLOCKED'

'RETURN TO SAFE ZONE TO ACTIVATE'

'THE PATH HAS UNLOCKED'

'PLEASE RETURN TO SAFE ZONE FOR TUTORIAL'

"Cool I can unlock my inventory now, still sucks I have to go back to the safe zone but what the hell is the path, ........well I'm going to find out when I get back to the safe zone"

Looking around Hadrian finds a sheath and belt for his new sword and secured it to his waist, after that he goes to picks up a long mace, "A blunt weapon will be better to handle the skeletons". Grabbing the mace off the wall, Hadrian jumps back over to the counter and walk over to the skeleton and starts to examine the armor equipped on it.

"Carrying this all back is just going to weight me down, I'm just going to grab a gauntlet for now and come back to grab the rest after I unlock my inventory". Hadrian rips the skeletons arm off and shakes it out of the gauntlet, "God that was distributing, ...... well back to exploring".

Putting the gauntlet on top of the counter, Hadrian stars exploring the blacksmith looking through the chests and the barrels. Finding nothing really of value to him now, mostly miscellaneous blacksmithing equipment, bits of ores and refined ingots.

"Damn shame I don't have a craftsman class, ........HAHAHAHAHA NO I'M NOT, WHAT THE FUCK WOULD BE THE USE OF THAT, I CAN’T EXACTLY MAKE A SKELETON TO DEATH!!”

".....yep, well only upstairs to search through now"

Going up the stairs Hadrian enters the top floor, seeing a hallway in front of him. The hallway links up to four doors, doors that where closed.

"I swear to god if I get jump scared, ...... I’ll fucking straight up cry”

Hadrian runs back down the stairs and back into the main room of the store, he walks up to the skeleton and picks up the stone that saved his life once already.

"You shall be used for a greater purpose, the great stone God has chosen you. To help me on my great quest and now you shall continue with your destiny".

Hadrian runs back upstairs and looks at the four doors that cover the hallway, he allowed the chosen one to reveal to him if there is any danger.

'Whooooooosh' CRACK'

He threw the stone straight through the first door...

'...….........'

'Skitter' 'Skitter'

Sounds come from the second door, sounds a scratching at the door just to the right.

"Well that worked, .....not exactly what I was planning but, eh close enough"

He walks up to the first door and takes a look through the hole he made, "Looks pretty clear". Hadrian slowly opens the door, revealing what looks to be the master bedroom, a large bed placed in the center of the room, two bedside tables one at either side of the bed, a large wardrobe placed against a wall and an ottoman placed at the bottom of the bed.

"Well time to loot the poor the probably dead residents of this blacksmiths, nothing wrong with that, ...I'm mean you did kind of literally rip the arm off that skeleton..."

"Looting now, moral conundrum later"

Searching through the room, he finds nothing of importance. Remembering to check under the bed to see if the homeowner stored anything of value under there, walking over to the bed Hadrian flips the whole thing over.

'BANG' "I should probably be quite, I'm guessing this isn't a two skeleton Dungeon, ...but how could they hear me, skeletons haven't got any ears....SKULLLL JOKEEEE!!!"

"Maybe look down now?"

He looks down to see if anything was under the bed, "ohhhhh, looky here what's this, what this I spy with eye, one little metal chest oh just a little padlock to protect you against little old me”

"Well kids don't try this at home", Hadrian swung his mace full force at the padlock smashing it straight of the chest, "Tada, MAGIC". Flipping the lid off the chest he looks inside, an empty box is all that greets him, "Really? Nothing?, .....great".

Hadrian walks back into the hall, "Still scratching at the door Huh?". Greeted by scratching he can hear whatever is in the next room is still against the door. "Hmmmmm, maybe use MAGIC again?", Hadrian stands straight in front of the door the scratching gets more intense, "Its scratching harder now?". Hadrian cocks he head to the side, taking a step back he listens out carefully, 'skitter, skitter'. "Hmmmm, so I know it reacts to sounds or maybe it was the vibrations?, but it is actually getting more agitated the closer I get to it, do undead sense life or something...."

Taking another step forward he presses his body straight up the door, 'SKITTER, SKITTER, SKITTER', "Yep it's definitely sensing me or smelling me, either way they know where I am if they get close to me, great they basically have a me-dar".

Hadrian takes a small step back and kicks the door straight off its hinges, the door landing on whatever was pressed against it. Hadrian not willing to lose this opportunity jumps on the door and swings his mace straight through the door.

'SMASH, SMASH, SMASH, SMASH'

"HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, well I hope it's dead, re-dead or whatever the crap you call killing a skeleton".

'Ding' 'FIRST DUNGEON MADE BEING DESTROYED'

'FULL ACCESS TO SYSTEM GRANTED'

'RETURN TO SAFE ZONE FOR TUTORIAL'

"Cool"

Hadrian hops of the door and kicks it over to reveal what was underneath, Hadrian finally takes note of the room his in, the dull pink paint and old fluffy toys reveal who the owner was,.Looking down Hadrian see's the destroyed remains of what he can only imagine is a small child.

"...damn, that's fucked up”