Death Dungeon Novels & Stories

No sound from below could carry to the main house except through the open door. The basement was outfitted in silver down to the coating on the walls and floor. Riley had already laid out the tools of our trade along a worktable opposite the cell holding the vile creature she had captured. He snarled at me through the bars as I considered which tools to start with. I chuckled darkly, their snarls may be intimidating to others, but I knew he was trying to save himself from what was coming. “Tell me your name.” I spoke, my back still turned to him as I considered an iron brand coated in silver.

Coming out of the servant quarters, Henry went straight into the mansion. As he got closer to the main living room downstairs, he heard his parents and sister's laughter but he couldn't care less about the reason for their celebration or chatter. He just wanted to go to his room, drink himself to bed and take a 24-hour nap to clear his head. But there was a problem. There was no way Henry would get to the staircase that led to his suite unless he passed by the main living room. The last thing he wanted for his parents to pull him into any conversation. He was clearly not in the mood for that and he hoped they would understand.

Fear. Azrael walks behind me as orange lights cast shadows of us on the stone walls that stretch down with steel railings on both sides. Living hell is what I call this dungeon, something I made to punish the General of War when he hurt Max. A perfect chamber, where all people can see, and here is the echo of their deaths and screams reaching to them. The walls of the dungeon are so thick, and the room so empty that your heartbeat reaches your ear with ten times the intensity, and what worse can you fear, when you can hear the nervous pump of blood through your veins. The last calls of the organ calling you for help.

I gave him a scornful look but he still guided me to the stairs and out of the metal door where I startlingly saw Phillius who is already waiting for me to get out of the dungeon. The door of the dungeon is in the middle of the garden like a secret passage which automatically opens when I press a button on the side of it. It cannot be seen clearly by humans because the metal door is covered with artificial grass that hides it from plain sight. But for the werewolves, this dungeon is not a secret to any of them because I am sure they clearly smell the awful stink down of it and I wonder how many Faes Phillius had captured to torture down that horrible place.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

How glorious would it be! Unaware that the consciousness of the Dungeon Core had already planned their demise, Chaos, Belphegor, and Abyss entered the Boundless Abyss Dungeon through its gigantic and gaping entrance, which was an enormous hole that extended for several kilometers in the middle of the wasteland. Chaos performed a spectacular full dive into the Dungeon, flying down its abyssal entrance as it used Dark Vision to see its interior in detail. "From what I know about this place, the entrance is deep into this darkness, there will be a series of caves, each one leads to a different biome, but they are all interconnected," said Belphegor.

Something about killing someone is involve, and this woman may kill that someone without knowing the most important part of the system. The system that all the players is a prey of a strong! * When the system told them about ruin dungeon, they thought it is literal in aspects. But the mess that surround them as they enter the so-called dungeon is heart-taking. The mess that they surely has to wipe out clean is not what it seems. It is a living being who fly and fill the dungeon with their existence. “Help us! Help us!” a meowing voice filled the surrounding. It is from a finger-height being who keep flying, and that the one who provide lights to the immense darkness in the dungeon. But what

" My soul wouldn't be in this world anymore and would be lost for ever since I was stabbed with the soul dagger. I wouldn't be able to protect you any more princess. You'll have to live your life as if I wasn't there. Don't skip dinner sleep well and forget me" "Stay with pls... pls you must not die I can't live without you" Nirvana shooked her head and removed the dagger from Desmond chest Desmond groan in excruciating pain as she removed the dagger. She walked to Kono who was now backing them. He kept laughing not paying attention to what was happening around him until he felt something sharp pierce his heart from the back and the amulet fell from his hands "Die you monster" Nirvana yelled

I tell him as we walk inside the giant dome-like building where mermaids were teaching fish to play instruments and stuff. However, the main part where we were standing, was not filled with water, but air. The rooms around us were made of glass and filled with water. This is just like 'The Little Mermaid'. "You are so dumb," Death says disappointedly, as he shakes his head at me "Oh wow, I asked for your opinion," I say sarcastically "Actually, it was a fact," he replies smugly "What will be a fact is when my foot is shoved up your-" "As much as we love your couple's quarrel," Zeus started as Death and I glared at him for calling it that, "You guys can suppress all that sexual tension in Hel

I flick my head at the familiar males and walk a bit faster, now really wanting that steak. When I finally reach the door, I take the stairs two or three at a time. Sometimes being a tall muscular bastard has its perks. The upstairs of the entire place is one massive home to every wayward degenerate that ever crossed paths with Dozer Dennison and lived to tell about it. Home … to the Flying Death.