Dungeon Meshi Yaad Novels & Stories

"System Notification: The host has successfully bound to the 'Blissful Life' System." Right then, a frigid, robotic voice rang out inside my head, startling me. "Who's there? Who's talking to me?" I demanded in fear. "System Notification: Fear not, Host. I'm the 'Blissful Life' System. I'm here to help you achieve a blissful and fulfilling life."

Amy didn’t realize that she was moving her high heel sandals closer to the door. Her feet made subtle movements and every time she’d take a deep breath, her feet would slide closer to the exit. “I created an evil drug lord, masking herself as a CEO. Irena Jenkins was my creation. Did you like her name, Princess Death Row? I thought it would be clever to give you an evil twin who was a drug dealer. I also created monsters inside the game like the albino shape-shifting people who I called the Orexecons and the Boneseeker Men.” The gunman paused for a second, admiring his words again, and waiting for the time to seize his moment.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

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-“

Daphne Jennings This building was different. It took me a while to realise where we were. I squinted my eyes at the popular grey slab and the moss creeping all over the place. It was obvious to me that we were in a dungeon. I closed my eyes in fear. Now that we are in his territory, he can do anything he wants with us. I hoped the people back at Bayview were safe, just like we planned.

Meanwhile, the other monsters continued to slaughter more meals for their master, while also saving for those that needed to eat. The evolved humans and elves that had decided to fight here were barely surviving these fights, they needed a lot more practice, and they didn't stand much of a chance against SSS-Rank monsters. However, the Wendigo girl, named Yuki, had suddenly found something strange as she was crushing a Black Crab King. She glanced at a large, around the ten-meter-big hole that had emerged near the castle… it exuded a lot of miasma from within. "Wait… that's a dungeon!" said an elf.

Since he wasn’t fighting me on how much I logged in, even I have been staying in the game while he rested, doing my own leveling up. “It should be fine.” Luka muttered as he took a step forward. When he placed his hand on the door, the vines and limbs magically separated until there was an open path for us. Once we were inside, the door closed once more, leaving us inside. The dungeon was different than it had been during the beta testing. There was a small mystical lake, with tiny light fairies flying around. They were so small that one could fit into the palm of my hand. Sitting on what looked like a throne made of vines, a giant Gnome sat eating berries.

After finishing her talk, Selen immediately hide behind Lia because Violet and Noa glanced at her. "Hahaha," we laughed at their behavior. We were heading to the market and when I looked around, it turned out that what was being sold there were monster body parts such as skin, horns, claws and some that had been used as weapons or fighting tools. Not far from the market, there is a large cave that is guarded by many troops. In front of the cave were countless adventurers going in and out, it was the continent's largest dungeon. A dungeon consisting of 100 floors filled with monsters with different strengths on each floor.

Calm as ever, he was stroking Nacho and Butters, two of my five fur babies, who had apparently claimed his lap as their imperial throne. “At least there are two creatures in this house not demanding I live with my amnesiac ex-husband,” I muttered, scooping some salad. “What was that?!” Mama’s brows knitted together. “Nothing. Talking to the broccoli,” I said quickly. Dante smirked. “Most people confide in God or a best friend. You talk to vegetables. Cool.” I pointed my spoon at him. “One more word and this broccoli goes straight up your nostril.” Damian chuckled under his breath, sliding a piece of chicken onto my plate. “Eat. Looks like you need protein. And therapy. But let’s start with t

Abigail groaned and turned away, muttering something about idiots and early funerals. Tunde patted the small shard hidden inside his vest pocket. It was jagged, faintly warm to the touch. Most Adrium had to be mined raw and refined before it was stable. But this piece—this one glowed faintly, like it had already been through the forge. Maybe it was worth something. Maybe enough. ……………………………… Tunde pushed open the tin door of their shack just as the last of the sunlight died. Inside, the shadows felt thicker than usual. A single candle flickered in a cracked jar. His mother lay still, her breathing labored, lips dry.