《Moniker's Mana》Chapter 2
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"Finally, after three years I did it! I bet he's still on the 80th floor! Oh, I leveled up too! Let's see what kind of loot is in the treasure room on the last floor!"
The young demon girl couldn't contain her excitement and proceeded to open the treasure room door with a large wyvern corpse about 12 feet(about 3.5 meters) tall at the horns behind her. The door was made of gold and silver with each glowing in tune with the other. Almost as if it was enchanted.
"What the...?"
When the door opened she saw nothing but a dark room. Light peered in from behind her and still, it was dark. She lit a tiny red flame upon her index finger to light the way. However, the room was still pitch black. Then in the darkness appeared a larger golden flame as if mocking her.
"Hey, Anyone there?"
The golden flame disappeared. In its place, an equally amazing silver flame appeared. Then a few moments later a silver-haired boy that looked about 18 to 20 years old with pointed ears and mystifying eyes appeared before her speaking an unknown language.
"Woah! An elf! They've been extinct since long ago. Are you a survivor?"
The boy floated in the air using some kind of unknown magic with a confused look as if he didn't understand her.
"Oh. You don't know my language. I have to show dad this!"
She quickly grabbed the floating 'elf' and dragged him through the air while walking to the stairs of the dungeon. The 'elf' was mystified by the wyvern on the way up. It had red scales and black horns.
She soon passed her brother and he was ecstatic.
"How are you ahead of me?! What is that?!"
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The boy named Rin had red hair and red eyes just like his father and was wearing heavy armor and carried a great sword. The girl named Scarlet had purple hair with red eyes and carried a spear and light armor.
"Because I'm faster. I already beat the boss and cleared the dungeon. He was in the treasure room."
"WHAT?!"
The boy didn't know what to say. He had worked so hard to clear the dungeon and he was still too slow. Then he processed the other words she said. If what she said was true then that would mean...
"Am I third?!"
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