Novels by Anone

Tyrone was in a bit of trouble, while he was taking the time to regenerate his essences, the Tuskupines had seemingly gathered en masse. There was at least three to four dozen of them waiting outside the safe zone for him. It was a bit worrying for him, but there was nothing better than a challenge. He could at least try his best to deal with them, so far his bit and run tactics have been working for him, and even more so now that he had access to the [Wind Mastery] skill, at the very least he could escape if he wanted to.Never the less the Wind Mastery card was a passive, and even though Tyrone really had no idea what it could do, he wondered if perhaps the skill was not as literal as its name. And at the Rare Rank, it should at least be able to have some combat applications or be utilized in such a manner. He closed his eyes, searching deep within himself for the spark that represented the card, he found it almost immediately as he let out a breath, creating a small gust of wind tha

Perhaps it was definitely in his own interest for him to be a little careful with his approach, even in his frantic state Tyrone realized this. He had to be careful, one mistake would mean the end of his ambition and life, but regardless he was still going to push through. He jumped out of the barrier, sailing over the heads of the Tuskupines as he twisted his body in the air and brought both blades stabbing down hard into the backs of two of the Tuskupines. Their screech of pain was made even more worse as Tyrone, yanked both blades out, and jumped backwards just in time for their signature projectiles to flash past his face. He grunted then took two steps forward, meeting the charge of the final Tuskupine as he used the longsword to bat it to the side then stabbed the shirts word deep into its belly, yelling out in rage and pure emotion in much the same manner and time as the Tuskupine.Tyrone looted them all, quickly taking his gains and running right back into the safe zone. And

Tyrone took a deep breath as he observed the next batch of tuskupines that he had to take care of. He was lucky in the sense that every time he returned to the safe zone they would follow right behind him and bang on the barrier that separated the safe zone from the rest of the dungeon. However these creatures had a set pattern, from the way they behaved when they noticed him, to chasing him, to their attacks and reaction to their attacks and being attacked.It took Tyrone three tries, but it was enough for him to be able to tell the mannerisms of the creatures down to a T. but he was nowhere close to clearing the hallway he was in. apart from the fact that it was incredibly long, Tyrone had not gone more than 20 meters away from the entrance to the safe zone. He needed to be able to return there quickly should the need of a safe spot b became required.So far since he has been down here, if he could trust his internal clock, it has been a little over two days. And in all that time he

Tyrone grunted as he burst forwards, however instead of moving in a straight line towards the two approaching beasts, he moved quickly to the left his body hugging the wall as the first salvo of spines went flying nowhere close to hitting his body. He noticed the second aiming at him, as he pushed off the wall moving a zig zag pattern as the next set of spines went past him.The first beast had already rushed him by this point, its jaws opened wide as it wanted to take a chunk out of Tyrone’s thigh. [Slipstream] was activated as Tyrone moved a little bit faster, his form moving as he stabbed the longsword forwards and straight into the unsuspecting mouth of the beast that had leapt at him.The short sword flew out of his hands a moment later, however his aim was off due to not being familiar with the weight of the weapon. The handle smashed into the nose of the beast, causing it to give a squeal of pain as it came to a halt, rubbing its paws over its nose multiple times and it squeale

Konga Ashiri was legendary, the discovery of this dungeon had led to the formation of the kingdom of Ounyi Idu. Its resources used to the back bone of the kingdoms economy, making it one of the giants within the Zango Empire. But that was a lifetime ago, now things were terrible with much of kingdoms resources severely exploited, the neighboring kingdoms to the east and west were all sharpening their blades in an attempt to carve off a piece of the kingdom for themselves.Tyrone didn’t care much what happened to the kingdom, this place has never been fair to him. And even though he had found himself In this situation he pretty much only saw this as an avenue to get power and live his life as something more than just a common street rat and thief. A chance to actually have a life and not be found dead in a ditch somewhere before the age of 30, or settling down with some random tavern wench and bringing more kinds into this world to live in squalor and poverty and crime.He took a close

Tyrone looked at the gaping maw of death in front of him and seriously considered if perhaps he should rethink this whole lost but found prince shit. It was crazy really, but when the general had spoken of dungeon diving he thought that he would be protected, shown the ropes so that he could understand exactly what he was dealing with. But unlike how it was for nobles or those who were lucky enough to attend any sort of educational or organizational institution in the kingdom;These people who are led and protected by higher leveled individuals while they explored and mastered the terrains of any dungeon they would now be diving. It was crazy but the death toll in dungeons especially for those who would be diving into them for the first time, was as high as 90% which means 9 in 10 people die the first time they enter a dungeon. And he was given a weapon he had no idea how to use and without even a shred of training to go along with it.“You should stop looking at that sword like that