[Genesis City – Present Day]Morgause called everyone to their next meeting. She wanted Elliot to be the one to initiate this actually. But since this person doesn’t seem to have any intention of holding a meeting himself, she decided for him. Another regular morning before they enter into the academy, the group met within the same location they did before. A closed space where they are free to express themselves. Present here are Elliot, Claire, Morgause, Arthur, and the ever so taunting Lazaro. The last one being a presence that they would’ve been all happy to be without. In fact, Morgause herself doesn’t remember ever telling this person about the meeting. And yet there he is. As if he knew all along that something like this would be held.There’s no point in thinking about it too much though. The only thing they have to think about is the current state of things. The progress of what has to be finished and whether or not this progress has actually even happened. “Everyone knows
The following day, Morgause arranged a meeting with the lord of the city – Asther Longsword. The name itself is descriptive of the weapon wielded by this nobility. A longsword – the same weapon wielded by his entire lineage.The king is a tall man. Standing at five-foot-eleven with properly trimmed black hair and a beard that covers the sides of his well-defined jawline. His eyes are black and sharp in their stare and, his body is well built. Something which is attributed to the fact that he still goes out from time to time and does expeditions himself.There is no expedition for him today though. Morgause made sure that this meeting will push through because, it’s through this that she’d be able to show what is happening within the dungeon. The strange events that have caused Gerald and a lot more to go missing.As for the meeting, it is held in an open space. Outside the mansion of Asther to be exact. Within a small garden that is perfect for the elegance of Morgause. With beautiful
Teach entered the throne room without slowing down. As soon as he did though, he saw that his lord is in the middle of a transaction with a [Black Market Merchant]. A goblin to be exact wearing a long robe which hides its body, save for the face that has a large pair of round glasses over the eyes. A weird sight to behold since goblins don’t normally place anything on their face, much less do they cover their bodies the same way as this merchant does.[Information: A black market merchant appears to the throne room of the dungeon’s lord when it reaches level 4. Various goods are then offered to the dungeon’s lord. But aside from this, trades can also be done as well as the selling of materials to the black market merchant.]This creature isn’t the first to appear in the dungeon. One has appeared a day before as well. A merchant who seems to have been satisfied with the transaction that Merlin made with it. This is easy to tell because of the wide grin on the last merchant’s lips. And,
[Genesis City]Right after seeing what occurs within the dungeon of Azazel, Asther’s secretary - Junrio, arranged a gathering for every adventurer. The general public doesn’t need to be roused of this news. There’s no need to because this will only cause alarm and distress. And these are things that Junrio wants to avoid. After all, there shouldn’t be any cause for this especially since Asther himself will finish the dungeon.There is no doubt in his mind that the city’s lord is capable of doing so. The dungeon is weak, its rank could only make Asther break a sweat at best. That’s why he also doesn’t understand why there’s a need for the city’s lord to join this. But that’s not true. He knows exactly why Asther is joining it – interest.Asther is interested in this dungeon because of the feed that he saw as soon as the Faye created one. That of the screaming adventurers and the brutal killing of the orcs. But most importantly, the taunting that’s made by these same monsters. Recognizi
[Outside Azazel Dungeon – Woodland Forest]A group of around twenty adventurers got an early lead towards the dungeon. Right as soon as the reward money was mentioned, these individuals mobilized themselves. Wanting to get to the dungeon first and, of course, finish it first as well.With the sum that is mentioned, anyone will easily be led to do the same thing as them. In fact, they even spent on teleportation scrolls just so they could reach the middle of the forest right away. Getting them that much closer to the dungeon’s entrance.Now all that’s left is to actually enter it.“Come on guys hurry up!” The leader said to his allies.“Why are you in such a hurry? We’re already ways ahead of the rest.” Another one commented, being just as excited as the leader.“I heard the lord is gonna join as well. Once he enters it’ll take him a couple of hours to catch up to us. We can’t let that happen.” The leader said. “We need that gold.”“Then keep on running!” A third one jokingly said.Mor
[Azazel Dungeon – Present Day]It has been three days since I entered this dungeon. There have been…various things that have happened. Stuff that are heavy for the weak of spirit. I thought I’ve seen it all in my days as an adventurer. Death and, all the gut-wrenching things that comes with it in the battlefield. But this, this is far more.There are worms that carry distorted faces of humans. With eyes melting from the sockets and mouths that drool with excretes. Walls that can see…their eyes coming with every step we take. We tried killing these and destroying the walls. But none of that worked. The eyes would hide behind the walls every time and, we’d be left wasting our energy.There is the distant sound of laughter. That of children that echo throughout these dark and morbid corridors. And the stench…the stench is the worst of it all. Making most of us vomit just from catching a whiff of it for the first time…and no matter what kind of spell we used, this never went away.None of
Five days have passed since the adventurers entered the dungeon. Right after the first two suicides committed, things escalated rather quickly. With more cases of the same act and those of murder also being done. All because the minds of some adventurers have been slowly deteriorating these past few days. Reaching a point where there are those that can’t distinguish friend from foe anymore.Everything continued spiraling out of control from that point onwards. Things only got worse quicker and quicker. With acts of cannibalism and rape being added to the list of stuff that these adventurers have done. All because their mental state has reached its limit.All of this happened without Merlin having to lift a single finger. He’s just there on his throne room. Patiently waiting as the banshees continued their work of rotting the minds of their poor victims. And as mentioned, this went on for five whole days…until Asther finally broke through.It took him some time to understand what’s hap
[Azazel Dungeon – Present Day] Sylvie entered the throne room. A quiet place compared to the rest of the dungeon. The kobolds are busy after all. Doing the construction of the rest of the new facilities, as well as the harvesting of materials that are found within the dungeon.As for Sylvie, she just got back from doing something designated to her as well. It’s not done yet but it’s not like she can also finish this in a couple of hours. That’s why she’s there in the throne room. To take a couple of minutes of productive rest by getting some details from Teach.“Has he woken up yet?” The dark elf asked.She moved to where this person is. Teach is sitting beside a bed where Merlin is lying. The answer to her question is already clear. The demon’s eyes are still shut. But she still hopes that he at least opened them when she was gone doing her work. A hope that is shut down immediately.“No.” Teach said in a low tone. “My lord hasn’t made even a single move since the fight ended.”“Ho