Dungeon Meshi X Reader Novels & Stories

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He raised the M-99 Archangel sniper rifle, the smart-scope instantly highlighting targets in the gloom. "Clear right," Ren said. Jax stepped out from the shadows, his data-sword glowing a soft, deadly blue. Behind him lumbered Brog, the awakened NPC blacksmith. Brog looked terrified, his massive forging hammer clutched tightly in his pixelated hands. "This isn't how the dungeon was coded," Brog whispered, looking at the walls. The stone textures were melting, replaced by a cascading waterfall of angry red zeroes and ones. "The Great Machine is eating the architecture."

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.

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Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

"Sergeant Xing, you handle the situations here..wait for the reinforcement to come and send back the injured to the New City..after that send the team that I arranged to enter the dungeon..follow the schedule….okay?.." "Yes, Sir..". (Sergeant Xing) "Good, Alehandro..let's go..". "Yes Sir!!..". (Corporal Alehandro) Alehandro was someone that very experienced in dungeon exploring and as a dwarf he got some natural talent in working with materials and handling traps. I need someone like him with me to harvest the Eye of The Beholder Leather and some monster materials. Since we were entering the dungeon, I've also changed my equipment settings, I used an Assault rifle and Handgun both equipped w

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Reimporting the game data wasn't hard for me. "That's impossible!" X-7492 yelled. "I rewrote this dungeon myself!" "But you forgot one thing." I tapped [Confirm] on the screen. "This game was created by me."

Infected swarmed everywhere — some crawling on ceilings, others mutated beyond recognition. Kael shifted fully and led the spearhead. His silver-black wolf form smashed through the first wave, jaws snapping, claws shredding. Damien moved like liquid night, appearing and disappearing, leaving trails of torn throats and arterial spray. Serena ran in the middle, hurling violet barriers and explosive runes to cover their flanks. “Left!” Damien shouted. A group of corrupted football players barreled through the fiction section. Kael met them head-on. The impact shook the floor. He tore through two of them before the third slammed him into a marble pillar. Bone cracked.