Dungeon Dives Novels & Stories

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

Lauresse I am lying on the cold floor, staring at the ceiling; only I can see darkness. No light. Just darkness. And the surrounding was like the cool freezer seeping through my skin deep to my bones. Even my breath was frigid. Where am I? A choking sound came to my mouth, along with my fresh tears. Death. The only word I am going of my life. I should not leave my hometown and be independent. Perhaps...maybe... indeed...I am not in this situation.

When I opened it, I took out a gun and also a knife. Suddenly there was a sound from Dimitri. “What are you going to do with that gun and knife?” Dimitri asked in a serious tone. I immediately turned my head towards the door and saw Dimitri standing up with sharp and piercing eyes. I was so shocked that I fell into a confused silence. "Leo?" "Dimitri, I plan to go to Daffodil town to find a job," I told him. "Huh? Why do you suddenly want to go there? What do you want to do in Daffodil town?" Dimitri asked.

"Just focus on the dive." Callum's expression hardened. The mask of the arrogant prick slid back into place instantly. "Fine. Be a martyr. See if I care." The dive was a nightmare. We were tasked with scouting a submerged ventilation shaft in the lower levels to see if it could be used as an escape route. The water was a thick, opaque green, filled with floating debris and the lingering scent of chemicals. Usually, our synchronicity was our greatest strength. We moved as one, a single entity cutting through the water. But today, the rhythm was broken.

And overconfidence leads to accidents. Filur and Dawey were trapped in the mud by the monster. If not for Tinum who noticed the two of them that had gone missing, Filur and Dawey would have almost died in suffocation. “Okay!” Gie nodded as he took a deep breath. He actually loves water, and always wanted to explore the world hidden by the sea. Unfortunately, he is also afraid of drowning. So, he has never tried diving. Yan chuckled. “Don’t be nervous. I can give you air later.” He said and winked at Gie.

Taking a deep breath, Draven stepped inside, the oppressive darkness swallowing him whole. The inside of Thana’s lair was a twisted labyrinth of tunnels and chambers, each one more disorienting than the last. The walls seemed to shift and move, leading those who ventured too far into endless loops of despair. But Draven knew the way—had memorized every turn, every hidden passage. He walked with purpose, his steps unfaltering as he descended deeper into the abyss.

The passage from the Founders’ Vault twisted and turned, a labyrinth of rough-hewn stone and flickering torchlight. The air grew warmer, thicker, carrying the faint, metallic tang of ozone and something else—the primal scent of anticipation. Davina, with Baron Vance a silent, watchful presence behind her, emerged into a vast, subterranean cavern. This was the Arena of Valor. The cavern was immense, its ceiling lost in shadow, its floor a treacherous landscape of jagged rock formations, dense, artificial foliage, and a winding, dark river that snaked through the center.

She followed Sayesha to the nearby shopping mall which has luxurious brands and the biggest one in the country. "Wasn't it's name Citadel, What happened?" Vera asked. "Yeah, they changed it. Now it's VV Mall..." Sayesha answered as they passed security check and entered inside. "So what do want to buy first, my queen?" She said overdramatically and Vera chuckled. "Let's go to the spa..." She exclaimed and dragged Vera with her. "What do you think about Vlad as a human?" Sayesha asked while enjoying the massage. "He is devil not human..."

she says lazily. My blood chills. No, no, please don’t... don’t you fucking dare. I shake my head fast and hard, urging her not to do this. Mark turns toward her. “What does that mean?” She smirks and leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “You’re still hoping to make money from the street? That’s old news. There are apps now. Daddies Kingdom, Daddies Underground, Sugar Babies, Domme Kingdom.” Mark squints, confused. “Can you say that in simple fucking terms?”

Aeris eyes were big. "Is there no castle with a dungeon silly" Davis scoffed now walking through a very dark hallway. "Hey am Tharros sacrifice, don't call me silly" Aeris squinted, warning. "It's that even a thing to be proud about" Davis rolled his eyes. "it's something that makes me special here and treated nicely so, yes it is" Aeris said as they finally got to the dungeon. Davis opened the big dungeon door and the stench that came out didn't waste time in making Aeris puke.