《Game Dungeon》Ch. 23 The path we all walk
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Ch. 23 The path we all walk.
Back at Malpetios core room. Yes!! I did it! I managed to survive that, holy shit I was so scared.
My core was shaking out of fear and relief, the pain and feeling of blood and guts were so overwhelming, I wanted to puke but couldn't, I wanted to run o way but had to fight to survive, I-I survived!! (sob)... (sob)... I survive.
My feelings were in disorder, I was happy, sad, disgusted, and proud to have killed those bastards that wanted me dead.
Dear... I looked up and saw Q'ill flying towards me.
I-I survived, I-I s-su-v...(sob) i-i-ed, shivering and lost I keep repeating the same thing over and over.
I felt a warm embrace, it calmed my disorderly thoughts slowly in its soothing warmth.
Shhh... Malpetios is ok, it's ok, I know that for a child with no memories of the endless struggles of life this could be overwhelming, but remember, no matter what you need to do no matter how cruel or horrible it seems if you do it to survive, no one, has the right to look down at you.
I know your a kind child and so is the human you inherited your memories and ego from, I know that this is far more than you can handle, these feelings you are having are the proof your still that sweet and a little dumb child I remember. Never forget that I am here for you.
I keep crying Q'ills words soothing my mind. I am not a monster, I am not evil! Whatever I do as long as I don't do it for evil, no matter what it is, I can sleep soundly knowing that I do it because I must protect myself and... I look at Q'ill, and those I want to PROTECT!!
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Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
The whole Dungeon started to tremble, a piercing pain assaulting those inside its halls.
This... It can't be, the Dungeon is far too young to have awakened this power. The Knight looked in shock as the mana around them became violent and an earthquake swept over the dungeon's halls.
Retreat! Get everyone out now! Everyone outside or we are dead.
The soldiers were confused but followed orders quickly escaping, the mages in the other hand ran as soon as the mana pulses started, it was like the dungeon suddenly turned into their greatest enemy.
Outside the dungeon, The scholar had a paled face not daring to get close to the Dungeon entrance. When Sir Knight and the troops came out he could not find his youngest student, he waited for a while but no one else was coming out.
Sir Knight, my student, where's my student he reported about the Dungeon boss why is he not coming out what happened!
The Knight replied in a flat voice.
Considering that this Dungeon used (Mana Song) at such a young age it can only mean two things. One your student killed the boss and the Dungeon desperately use all its saved up Mana in a last attempt to save itself, killing him in the process, or too, this Dungeon killed him and those under his charge and had a panic attack after its instincts were no longer in charge.
This is rather strange, however.
Only a wild Dungeon would have such a panic attack, this Dungeon is far too smart creating complex contractions with the wisdom to protect itself from numerous invaders. Something only a Dungeon with parents would have the memories to do.
Wild Dungeons, on the other hand, are mentally broken from so many wills invading their ego, they only react this way if most of the invaders kill by the boss are the same race as the wills.
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Sir Knight! I want to be in charge of the next assault on the boss! We of the Mage Academy must regain our honor! No one is allowed to kill our mages be it Dungeon or otherwise!
The Knight looks at the Scholar with scorn. As you wish, remembered however that the Dungeon Cores is to be intact, or your gonna suffer a lot more than the loss of a student, do I make myself clear?
Yes! Sir Knight. Grinding his teeth, the mage directed his bloodshot eyes at the dungeon, waiting for the Song to end.
Back on Malpetios core room.
Ha! w-were huh? What happen? My head hurts, I look around and find myself in my mindscape, why am I here? What about the invaders I need to get out. At this moment the system made itself know.
[Attention. Host. You have overdraft your mental strength. The host is now in a temporary coma.]
What!? But am currently being invaded I need to protect Q'ill, how can I get out!
[Host has instinctually used (Mana Song) with insufficient resources and will wake up in one day.]
Won't I die like this, can't I trade my remaining Pure mana to awaken faster?
[Host is emotionally unstable. Would Host like to trade three Pure Mana for a faster recovery time and mental strength recovery. (Yes) or (No)]
Yes! at that moment my head felt refresh and the feeling of distress slowly disappeared. With my mind now clear, I ask the System if my invaders are currently in my boss's room.
[Do to Host (Mana Song) all invaders are currently unable to remain in Host for the next 24 hours.]
Mana song? I quickly check my statistics and found something frightening.
Prismatic Dungeon Core: Malpetios
Mana: 1/500
Elemental Mana: 000,000/421,474 (5,355 per hour)
Pure mana: 0
Mana stone(full) 16/24
What the hell! Am dying! what did I do? In my icon wheel, I saw the Elemental skill tree with an exclamation mark, similar to when my creation skill gets and new option, I clicked the skill tree for the first time and found a window with fourteen branches forming a circle, bubbles inside the leaves of each branch could be seen, six of which are colored and have a unique symbol on the middle of the leaves.
Looking at all of this one of the bubbles was not connected to the branches being the fifteen, a exclamation mark could be seen on it.
I hovered my hand over the symbol of a crystal clear drop of diamond-like water, it reminds me of Pure Mana, the word "Mana" could be seen as I hover over it, the skill (Mana Song) was listed below others like (Mana Shield), (Telepathy), (Levitation), and (Boss Fusion).
(Mana Song): The Core uses a large amount of mana to resonate with the world's leylines, this forces the Mana and Elemental Mana inside or outside of all none Dungeon creatures or allies, to vibrate inside their bodies in a song of death, turning all invaders into Elements.
Mana Cost: 10,000
Affected range: one to all floors (from the bottom)
Duration: One day
Cooldown: one week
Wow! talk about the ultimate emergency button!
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