Dungeon Core Books Novels & Stories

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.

Things are moving quickly so I should as well. Reaching the large doors of the dungeon, I shove them open, the hinges groan loudly echoing down the stairwell. I descend down the stairs my boots slapping against the cold stone. That same sick feeling washes over me, the smells of this place once again making me weak at the knees. The rancid smell of death down here is like walking through a large village of commoners who dump their sewage in the middle of the street. Along with the smell that is so similar to feces there is a pungent sweet smell mixed in that makes my stomach churn. My nostrils burn with every intake of air and my stomach twist with a sour feeling. Heightened senses can be a

Rows of towering bookshelves stretched into the gloom, filled with books bound in leather that looked suspiciously like skin. "Where do we start?" I whispered, overwhelmed. "Section X," Killian said, walking straight to the back. " The Anomalies." We spent hours pulling books. The Red Moon of 1402. The Feral Plague. The Betrayal of the South. Dust coated my fingers. My back ached. But I kept reading. "Here," Killian said suddenly. His voice was tight. I rushed over to the table where he was standing. He had a massive, crumbling book open.

Dan said. “Alright, Beta, we trust your judgment,” the men said and parted, and me and Dan entered inside. Just like the outside, the inside was telling too, huge and layered with books upon books. I was starting to think finding the book in particular wasn’t going to be easy. “You want to read about rogues and run patterns, right?” Beta Dan asked. “Yes, and other related things,” I added, so as not to ruin the possibility of diverging into something else later.

It revealed a dark room without any torches. Yao Tai smiled as he looked inside the darkened room. If he chooses the wrong answer, it will trigger a trap to kill him. He took a step into the darkened room. There was a golden treasure chest in the middle of the room. The darkness could not completely hide the golden treasure chest. He sat on the ground and slowly opened the golden treasure chest. Inside the box were two black books. Those two black books were the skills book he wanted to acquire. He could also obtain these books at the academy on the rooftop or a mysterious person selling skill books. Well, there were many ways to obtain the basic skill required for a basic class, Going to th

We head out of the ritual room, or whatever they call it. I’m sure I’ll have plenty of time to learn how this coven operates. Every coven is different. I ended up needing to link arms with Zane so he could help me walk as I started to feel weak, which is not a feeling I’m used to. Once more, we walk through crazy hallways. I find even more strange things about the mansion. Everything is incredibly detailed. The door nobs, light fixtures, and even the walls have some type of design on them. This place is weird, but it’s strangely fascinating. The shadows swirl along the walls as if they are living entities.

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Alice the tent for a while again, but soon came back, announcing what she, Elisabeth, and Meredith had sensed. Eventually, from behind the trees, countless hordes of demons emerged, then vampires, and behind them other evil beings and monsters, in total almost 500.000 of enemies. Everyone gathered on the hill looked at this army in slight horror. Even in Elisabeth's eyes a fear flashed, although throughout all the years of her life she had a lot of tough battles with only slightly smaller hordes. Damon came into the tent, where Selene sat with Isabelle, Johnathan and Alice, just to say:

She dumbly nodded. "This is the sitting room." He pointed out as they pushed the closest door to them. "Whenever the weather is dull, I read in here." The moon princess took a few hesitant steps around the couch, nearing the closest bookshelf. Her betrothed motioned her towards the huge collection of books. There, the books appeared faded and worn, as though read multiple times over. "I keep my favourite dramas around here," Ajaxson smiled. "They are mostly tragedy and horror. I don't think that interests you?"

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.