Reborn As A Vending Machine Now I Wander The Dungeon の小説・ストーリー

POV DARLENE The transition from Jackson’s gilded narrative was not a Fade-to-Black, but a Violent Systemic Reversion. As the polished marble and cyan circuitry of the 121st layer shattered into the white-hot static of the Loom, the "Cathedral" didn't just dissolve—it Un-Heeled the Graves. We emerged into the One-Hundred-and-Twenty-Second Layer of Entropy, a realm that felt like the interior of a massive, cooling forge. This was the Chamber of the Revenant Protocol, the terminal point of the Loom’s recycle-bin, where every shadow I had ever "Executed" was being Re-Compiled into a singular, vengeful defense-grid.

I was still on the third floor! That was when the familiar mechanical voice echoed once more. “Congratulations, player. You have completed the previous dungeon. Due to your popularity ranking, you have now been recalled into the game. This dungeon is titled Hospital Horror. Please find the escape door within three days. Difficulty level: S. “Due to audience demand, previous NPCs and bosses will be assigned roles in this game. Their game identities are Dr. White, Dr. Jackson, and Mr. Winchester. I wish you a pleasant game.”

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

The wheat ladder broke into pixels, like an old glitchy game. “June!” Dante pulled her close as they tumbled toward Earth. She clutched the Golden Book. The names were gone. The pages wiped clean. Then, one word appeared. “REBOOT.” They hit the ground—except it wasn’t the park, or the school. They stood in a place that looked like a giant factory. Thousands of Junes lined up, each holding a Golden Book. Thousands of Dantes stood beside them. A warehouse of stories. June staggered to her feet, head spinning. Next to her, another June—identical, but in a nurse’s uniform—turned and whispered, “Which version are you? Did you make it to the Oven, or die in the Pantry?”

It was you. His jaw crooked in a rueful grin. The solace was immaculate. Rains came and flooded my soul. For the longest time, I was alone. I journeyed in dreams and shadow, through the valley of the damned, looking for a place you could be born. I walked and walked, until I could walk no more, constantly dreaming of you. When it was time to plant, I did. And now? I am the Reaper. “And what did you plant, Mr. Gardner?”

As the car crept closer to the Velvet Vagabonds, her heart clenched tighter and tighter. "If you make it back alive, I will tell you." The young man's words echoing in her mind. Her fists tightened, her resolve strengthening. 'I have to survive and return, no matter what.' From the outside, the Velvet Vagabonds resembled a beautiful castle. Its interior was lavishly decorated, making it the perfect playground for the wealthy and privileged. As Hayes entered the Velvet Vagabonds, Mia caught sight of a metal cage containing a vicious dog and a young man. The young man was engaged in a fierce battle with the dog. It was said that if one could defeat the beast, the person could escape Velvet Vag

she winked and was gone. And then it began. It started feeling like I was having a very bad cramp and then it began feeling like a heart attack. "No.... No..... " I fell on the floor trying to reach for my mobile, while it rolled off. And then everything blacked out. I was back at that white, infinite room again, but this time I didn't pass through the glass tunnel. " Welcome back! " That voice greeted me. " Why am I here? I need to go.... I have a wedding. "

Suddenly, Erebus began to walk away from its own dungeon, but a sudden force stopped him, something… The little boy glanced at Chaos and everyone else walks away as his eyes became teary… However, he gritted his teeth as he suddenly began to take out the Dungeon Core from its materialized body. The Dungeon Core emerged out of the body… didn't dissipate… The Dungeon Core glanced at its own body, as the body glanced at its own dungeon core. The two glanced at each other, it was as if the dungeon itself had split in two. And suddenly, the dungeon core broke in half. One of them flew towards Erebus, while the other slowly began to regenerate the part is lost. "Thanks…" said Erebus, petting the D

The drip echoes again, and this time, I feel it—the sting as liquid scorches a path down my neck, etching a groove into my flesh. Heavy boots stomp across the floor. A dark chuckle follows, slithering into my ears like poison. Dread pools in my gut as realization sets in—I’m no longer on the battlefield. Where the fuck am I? “A little longer, babe, then I’ll make it better. Just hold on.”