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Unable to imagine such a repulsive thing happening to her, she immediately told Alex and Luna how everything happened. It turned out that Floral Valley also resided in the Witch Mountain range. Meanwhile, the high-level Floral Valley and Hygieia Valley members had coincidentally discovered a dungeon in the deeper parts of Witch Mountain a few decades ago. There were spiritual herbs everywhere inside, and resources were in abundance. Spiritual energy was also very dense there. They called this place Spiritual Valley Dungeon. However, the entrance of Spiritual Valley Dungeon was hazardous. To enter the place, a kind of access token called Spiritual Valley Token was be needed.

A young warrior tried but fail to inconspicuously pace around the area, giving me the clue. I marched towards him and immediately, he pulled out his blade and pointed it at me. I didn't waste any time with him and soon enough, he was down writhing in pain as I moved and pulled the metal door that led to the dungeons upwards and descended inside. The dungeon was as quiet as I remembered it to be, probably likely to do with the change of leadership, and considering the chaos David was constituting up, he needed more warriors than he did here. "Damon," I called fearlessly. "Where are you? Can you hear me?"

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-“

“I don’t want to go in there again.” “… It’s all because of you.” Dómr uttered as he pops a vein on his forehead. A Flare-Eater and a Hellhound… this combination burns up a lot of oxygen. “You almost died because of the lack of oxygen…?” I asked. “Not only that, this dungeon is dark and filled with lots of those things. Dómr and I had to bombard our way in with our ice magic.” “Seems like you had a hard time…” “Obviously. We have been killing thousands of those things non-stop for three hours.”

He could not afford to lose her. ***** Anya Carefree Anya reached the hill. She couldn’t see or hear anyone. There was only silence. “Dada! Dada! Where are you?” She walked carefully through the overgrown bushes around her. Anya knew no fear. She had heard of snakes and scorpions here but she had already seen and slept with bugs of various sizes inside her tiny shanty.

The initial plot was a literal horror story about a girl being stalked by some supernatural creature ahem sLeNdEr MaN ahem until he eats her–but I felt it was too predictable, too boring–so let's add Greek mythology and a bunch of other monsters to the blender because I am too done with life for a complicated plot right now and just wanted someone to suffer. Let's be real, though: the story only happened because I was bored and hungry when I was home-quarantined for two weeks WITHOUT INTERNET. The first draft was a scene of Winters and William escaping Roman's dungeon, haunted house–whatever it was called–but I scraped it all up since I like the final scene in Prologue. I think it has more t

++++++ The five children looked to walk away from their palace, known as the Monster Slayer Guild headquarters, in the early morning when the ceiling of Fort Forsaken's artificial sky appeared to be a bright blue with white clouds. This morning's activity on the fortress's first floor, known as the Dirt Floor, had indicated crowds. Nearly all people who lived on the Ground Floor and were monster hunters and warriors flocked to the Forsaken Fortress Association to ask for admission to the Dungeon. Of course, you can do this by paying a set number of hell stones. There is no such thing as a free lunch, is there?' Nawa stated as they waited in the courtyard of the Association's Ground Floor rep

I ran even faster now, until I found her, my little Simba, standing over a rock howling like she's the queen of the world, she's the queen of my world for sure. I jumped on top of her pinning her down, I wasn't playing, Eden shouldn't leave so far away without me, when she saw my growl she began to whine, licking my neck making it up for me, but I was worried and angry at her, she's not getting off this easily. But first I need to find the other three musketeers, their asses are mine now, I gave Eden a push making her walk in front of me while she whined, the other three were on the other side of the forest frantically looking for the lost Omega.

My senses are dulled and my eyes refuse to pick signals sent by my brain. I try again and again till I feel like I am slowly getting a hold of my body. I feel like my struggles continue for hours, until the effects of the drug dulls away and my organs can take simple commands once again. My eyes flutter open at last and disappointment fills my heart when I see that I am in some poorly lit, damp dungeon which smells of bad water, urine and stale food. There is also the choking smell of death clinging to the damp air of the place. Why do dungeons always smell bad? I ask myself.

Noir was puzzled for a moment before understanding. That was right! Andrius was going to hide in plain sight. Thinking about it this way, Emmy’s abduction was a good opportunity. The Odyssey Hotel was one of the most luxurious hotels in Kiyoto. After Andrius and Noir got off the plane, they went there directly and met the scattered members of the Ghosts. “Noir, go and gather the herbs listed here.” The Dragon’s Dungeon stood deep within Kiyoto for many years, and no one had ever broken out before.