Dungeon Maker V1 Ch1

Hello guys this is my first ever web novel. -Silence-

Okay okay, I know what you probably thinking. Like, hey look, a random guy trying to start his novel! Boo!

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Dungeon Maker - Transported into Another World

“Another RPG game down the drain”

“...”

‘This days now RPG games don’t last long. They always finish so fast. The dungeons are easy, Monsters weak, and even if you just go right through without training you still end up finishing it without a problem. I can make better dungeons anyday. Too bad life ain’t as easy as them.’

‘Being 1 of the last ones to pick for everything, getting low grades, and no girlfriend. Well I guess I’m one of those average people who don’t go far. If only there was a way to go into the RPG games with some unique skills, and even the ability to create my own personal dungeon. I would make life more exciting and even better.’

“Darn!”

“Running out of RPG games to play.”

Pulling out a disc from my pocket I read it. Dungeon Maker is the game.

“Probably gonna be the same as all the others. Beat the monsters, talk to a few npcs, and save the princess. Oh well too bad, gonna be over, before I know it.”

After inserting the  disc to my computer the game screen pops up with a dungeon theme and slime monster behind. The choices are given in a black screen.

-Wanna take a picture and have yourself into the game or make your own character?

“Huh, what is this s***?”

“Well doesn’t matter why not take my picture.”

Standing up wearing black pants, belt, shirt, and hoodie. “Click”. The picture has been taken. ‘’Taking a better look at it, it seems like I’m obsessed with black with black hair and black eyes looks like I should be some black guy too, but too bad I was born with light skin color.’ New questions pop out -What language would you like? English. -What type of place would monsters would you like to spawn. Dungeon and fields. -What kind of setting would you like? Peaceful. -Location of spawn? Village.

“Why so many darn questions!?”

-Would you like to be rich or poor? Poor. ‘It be to easy if I was rich’. -What unique skills would you like? -You must write the skill name and description. ‘Fine god d***  game taking forever with this crappy questions. Wait I can choose skills?’

“Hehe”

“Click, click, click” aptitude thief: Stealing traits, skills, and unique skills from opponents that are in range. -This will cause the character a huge headache are you fine with that? Yes. Next the skills I want Dungeon maker: gives the ability to make your own dungeon. -Will consume large amounts of mana when trying to use are you okay with that? Yes! Stop asking me me for god sake! Finally, Sanctuary: Allows you to travel to another dimension that is safe. That is affected by the user physical and mental capacity. Which is just a area similar to one imagination of the perfect place. -Warning, last question. Are you okay leaving this world and never coming back? And any final requests if so. ‘What kind of questions is this?’ Well sure I’m fine leaving this world. ‘Though that may still be impossible’. And my final request is delete throughly all my history from my hard drive from all the stuff I downloaded and done etc. ‘Haha like if that ever happen. Now finally I can play and finish the game quick as light. -We are transporting you now, and deleting all the information you downloaded so enjoy your new life. ‘New life?’ Feeling dizzy, I get up and try to walk to my bed. ‘What the hell is happening to me.’ “Bang”.

Third POV

Silence falls with him lying on the ground. Slowly the computer starts deleting everything as requested and the man still lies in the floor next to his bed and computer. In a small room getting darker and darker. Finally all turns black as his consciousness faded away.

MC POV

Day 1

‘Grr, My head is killing me. I guess I should have not stayed up late at night. Wait a minute I forgot the pizza I ordered! Darn was gonna pull a all nighter and finally finish all my RPG games. Getting up and sitting on the ground he only sees darkness. ‘Wait what the heck happened to me? The last thing I remember is that question of never returning to my world. Haha like if that was possible! I wonder what happened after I passed out’ Moving around he feels that he is not sitting in the floor but on grass. Finally light starts coming in from a small crack in the room. ‘Well better starting heading out to work. The boss might kill me if I arrive late 3rd time in a row.’ Getting up and heading into the crack he opens the curtain(door) of the room. ‘Darn is too bright at this hour’. After a while he starts to adjust to it and sees people around him working. The usual thing the exception was that they were doing manual labor. The men were carrying pickaxes and old fashion simple clothes. The women wore dresses but carried baskets filled with stuff.

Author's note: Yes! Stuff! I don’t care what you think if you want them to be vegetables, fruits, herbs, and etc imagine it.

‘What the heck is going on?!’ The man in front comes near him. Looking at him a small table appears over his head stating.

Name	Joe
Gender	Male
Age	27 yrs
Occ	Mining
Lvl	37

“Finally up you lazy bones. Heck you slept until mid day! You do know the mines don't mine themselves. Go get a pickaxe next to my cabin and head over there.”-Joe As he points to his cabin

“Uuummm, okay” -soon enough you will know, don’t rush things!

“Hey, remember to wake up early next time or you won’t eat. The ones that work do and those that don’t …well let’s say they go to a better place.Hehe’

‘What the f*** is going on’. Heading to the direction he pointed he picks up the pickaxe and checks where Joe is heading and starts to follow. He pays more attention to what is displayed above him and reads skill with 2 arrows going down. He focuses and pushes the arrows. They display more information about Joe.

Traits	Sturdy lvl 2
Skills	None
Unique skills	None

‘Wait does this work on everyone’. He starts wondering as he heads into the mountain following Joe. He starts trying to see his own and it pops up in his head

Name	Oshiro Honzo
Gender	Male -weak
Age	18
Occ	Otaku
Lvl	1 -possibly 0
Traits	Nocturnal -sleeps long
Skills	World Appraisal
Unique skills	Aptitude thief,Dungeon Maker,Sanctuary

‘What the f*** is this. Weak, Possibly 0, sleeps long! Well atleast they got the Otaku part right. Heck that's the only thing that this darn thing got right. Oh wait I got aptitude thief, Dungeon Maker, and Sanctuary.’ After a while he notices that they been walking for a few minutes.

“Hey, old man how far is the mine? I’m getting tired of walking”-Oshiro

“Just another hour walk. Haha, well I guess this is a good time to start thinking of your life and what your gonna be kiddo”-Joe

‘Wait another hour!’ After a hour of walking non-stop Oshiro was ready to sell his pickaxe for a cup of Ramen and a nice cold drink. He finally arrives and kneels down in front of the cave. ‘Why the hell does anyone walk so far to get here! Gold might be rare but a cup of Ramen is heaven itself in this conditions!’

“Hey, get up we barely got here, and is finally time to mine. After we are done we will head back and eat some potatoes and a piece of meat. Is only 6 hours of mining for you though. So you got it easy now hurry up!”-Joe

“okay”-Oshiro

‘Gotta find a way out. Gotta get away from all this work!’ Heading inside they find a few miners inside already. Following Joe he picks a part of the wall and starts to mine. ‘Well I guess is time to try something out to check if it’s real or not. Gonna use my dungeon maker ability to make a monster appear and scare them all into heading back. Haha this is gonna be easy.’ He now starts thinking about the Dungeon Maker skill and a table pops into his mind.

Dungeon Maker

Spawn 2 skeletons (Swordsman) (Archer)

Spawn 4 slimes (normal)

‘Well, I guess I can only spawn that. Haha not too bad. Well, let's go with the skeletons.’ Deeper in the cave “clank clank clank” noises started to sound. ‘Wait, What going on, I feel dizzy and ready to drop cold’ Falling down Oshiro lays. The miners looking at him and deeper into the cave panick. Joe heads to Oshiro.

“Come on kid, get up we gotta go now!-Joe

“Swoosh” A arrow lands next to him

“Darn kid sleep all you want I’m getting out of here”-Joe

“Don’t worry I make sure the village remembers you as a hero. Hehe, good luck kid!”-Joe

Scamberring into the ground he rushes out with the rest heading to the village bringing sad news of Oshiro brave sacrifice to stay and delay the skeletons for them. The skeletons only chase them out of the cave and go back in carrying Oshiro deeper into it. Slowly darkness consumes them.