Dungeon Man Novels & Stories

Seeing his son who was still grumbling, Duke Leon tried to divert their conversation. “There's actually something I want to show you about this.” “Come, come with me to take a look and investigate the dungeon now,” said Duke Leon again in a soft voice. Altair couldn't say anything right now so Altair simply replied, "Okay." They walked towards the dungeon and they were greeted through a stairwell already faced with a magic barrier made of chains coated with green Mana to open them having to use Mana and the other Mana Controllers of course could also open the place.

I run as fast as my legs can carry me, if I can just make it to the bus stop which isn't really far from here, I'll be relieved. I look back to see two heavily built men chasing me. I pick up my speed and just as I'm about to make a bend into the next street, I feel tough hands grip my arm and I nearly fall but the grip is strong enough to keep me steady. I struggle against the grip even if I know my efforts are useless. The second man yanks me back and I gasp as I crash into his large chest. My duffel falls down but one of them picks it up and they both drag me back to my doom, back to Aunt Stacey's house.

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.

Amy said to the dungeon guards. "Sure, miss," many of the guards responded. The thick gate was immediately opened and Amy walked in. The dungeon was so scary as the walls of the dungeon were stones. The dungeon looked like a space between a mountain. There was no way air could penetrate inside the dungeon, hence, it was hot. There was no ceiling there, the ceiling there were just stones. Even if one is a superman, it will be impossible for them to break through this dungeon. Amy saw Broderick sat on the floor, his two legs folded, his head lowered and his eyes closed as if he was meditating.

"He hates me." "Everyone breaks." I said. "Take me to him." --- The dungeon was cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of blood and rust and old fear. Torches flickered on the walls, casting dancing shadows across the stone. The walls were lined with chains and manacles, and the floor was slick with water and something darker. Dane was chained to the wall at the far end, his arms stretched above his head, his body covered in wounds probably from the battle. His head hung low, his hair matted with dried blood, but he lifted it when he heard our footsteps.

While no word can be received or passed to Ethan, I could not stop feeling guilty that this girl was in the dungeons suffering because of me. "Good day, Luna." His deep voice came out of the shadows startling me and bringing me out of my reverie. The man himself stepped out of the shadows where he had been lurking, he was Braun, the Dungeon master at Blood Moon Pack. I Steadied my heartbeat when I saw him appear. The man was a huge bear of a man standing 6'5" tall with a broad and muscular physique. He was a giant to behold but was really warm at heart. "Braun.." I said calmly. "How are you doing?" I asked.

I glanced at the other bosses in the room and they all looked unbothered like this was a normal occurrence. Only Paolo looked angry but this was probably because of his long lasting feud with Dante. "Stop!" Dante said. They all stopped and bowed their head in gratitude thanking him profusely. Dante turned to the man who had abused me. He reached into his pockets and brought out a knife. He looked at two of the others, "Hold him down" he commanded. They obeyed and quickly held him down. I watched as Dante cut off all his fingers, one after the other. The man screamed in pain, he would pass out from the pain and Dante would bring him back and continue.

I thought aloud while my arm still cramped with pain. Just as I resigned myself to the bleak reality of my captivity, the heavy door swung open once again. This time, a figure emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding attention. It was Beta Kai, a man known for his ruthlessness and cunning. He possessed an aura of authority that permeated the dungeon, momentarily halting the oppressive atmosphere.

Kael roared, shifting fully into his massive wolf form and charging the horde to buy them time. Damien shadow-stepped forward, tearing through enemies with deadly grace. Serena raised her hands, violet magic exploding outward in a protective dome. For one brief moment, as monsters closed in from all sides, the three of them stood together — backs almost touching. The university had fallen. And the real nightmare was only beginning. As the protective dome flickers under the weight of hundreds of infected, Kael’s wolf form growls a single question through the link forming between them: “Who the hell was that man at the gate?”

Could you play the next part of the video and zoom in on the man's face, please? The staff did what I asked. When the picture stopped, I said slowly, "This isn't my dad, Jethro. It's my personal driver, Daniel Chapman."