Unscramble Dungeon Novels & Stories

" The Alpha will come to inspect when you're done. Make sure you do your job so well if you don't want to spend a night in the dungeon" The word 'dungeon' send a shiver down my spine. I dread to be in that kind of place ever again. The last time I was locked in the dungeon by alpha Ronald I almost cried myself. Blood was spread on the floor, the d human skeleton and so many things you could think of. . " I hope I made myself clear?"

There would be a dripping sound, a dank, putrid smell, a dirt or concrete floor, a chill that wouldn’t leave the air, and heavy chains. He’d not bothered to disabuse her of that notion. The scarier the dungeon was to her, the easier it would be to get her cooperation. In reality, the dungeon was none of those things. If what he’d been told by the servants who had gone to get her belongings was true, the dungeon was nicer than her apartment in the city had been. It was done in black and a tasteful deep red with occasional splashes of other colors like purples and greens and yellows. It had been an inside joke with his previous submissives that the dungeon was the color of death, blood, and br

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

It was no wonder this place was called The Dungeon, after first walking through the entrance I took almost two full flights of stairs down under the street before I came upon a coat room where a sub was stationed to help people find and drop off their stuff. Then I entered the main room through a set of metal vault doors that was etched with the club's logo on it in an eerie gunmetal color that seemed to glow unnaturally. At first, it was hard to see much other than what was right in front of me because the room was intensely dark and the only lights to illuminate anything came from the disco ball that was rotating from high above the dance floor. The scene areas had a spotlight on them to h

He watched the old man smiled and then he followed him when he started leading the way. “The dungeon city is literally a city found in the dungeon. As you can see, this surface floor was meant for entrance thus, making it the safest zone in this dungeon. Once you started going down, the monster’s levels increase as you go deeper. There is a safe zone for every floor which you can see on the map that will be given to you once you start your descent. There are also teleportation circles after every 5 floors so that you could easily go back to the surface once you reached the safe zone on those chosen floors.”

“𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙? 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚?” “𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩? 𝙎𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙. 𝘼 𝙯𝙤𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙚.”

"Welcome to the Dungeon, Luna. This is the first time you have come here. Do you come here to punish anyone?" Alice gasped at hearing that. 'DUNGEON?'

Currently, we are standing in front of the dungeon entrance we're about to enter. Its location is beneath a tall cliff. The dungeon door is three meters high and two meters wide. At first glance, it appears to be a regular cave entrance, but the guild has determined it to be an underground dungeon based on reports from an adventurer who discovered it first. The entrance is covered with dense shrubs, and wild grass grows around the path leading to the cave. It's difficult for us to approach the dungeon as there is no established footpath. This location is truly untouched and unexplored.

The sound of metal scraping against the stone floor echoed off the damp walls, a shrill lament that seemed to embody the despair of everyone who had ever passed through there. Freya felt the impact before she even realized she had been dropped. The dungeon floor was icy, an unforgiving granite surface covered by a thin layer of slime and mold. The smell down here was different from the burning of Oakhaven; it wasn’t smoke, but the stagnant odor of wet earth, urine, and the rancid fear of centuries of suffering.

“I need to go. Make sure one of you is with her for the whole time.” When I took the lift to the dungeon, one of the war team was already waiting for me in the hall of the dungeon. The dungeon was actually just our term for a three-level basement that Zephyr had built to maximise the use of the hideout. The north dungeon is right below the dorm. It’s for the lab and also the clinic.