The Wandering Devil (TWD)

The Wandering Devil

Chapter: 2

Feel free to drop any ideas you have in the reviews. 

Just to let some idiots understand that the main character isn't a fucking high class devil. He is physically on the lower end of mid-class just to clear that up. 

(A Mutation?)

I woke up with a yawn which came out muffled as my head seemed to be buried in a mound of softness or to be specific trapped in between two large mounds.

Blinking, I attempted to move, only to realise my head was trapped by two delicate arms. I looked up to see the bottom of Hestia's flawless face which was currently sleeping peacefully.

I could feel her breath gently tickling my hair as she kept me in a vice-like grip. She still wore the same attire which she had been wearing yesterday. A white Arabian-style dress.

Feeling her curvy body hugging tight against mine and the fact she had her perfect legs wrapped around me, quickly made Junior wake up in search of a friend. Oh dear. I had forgotten about this side of the clingy Goddess.

Hand to heart we had gone to sleep on either side of the bed. Now I was being used as a body-sized pillow. It didn't help that her dress was so short that her panties were probably exposed right now.

Other than that it was extremely comfortable. Junior please, you're going to get me put on a certain naughty list if you continue. She moaned softly and I felt Junior begin preparing for battle.

Gently, or trying to be gentle I had to use my devil strength to unwrap her arms around me slowly. Then I shuffled out of her soft embrace. Her perfect legs are almost trying to claw me back.

The battle was hard fought. I eventually managed to roll out of bed. She instantly adopted a look of discomfort as the warm source of heat left her side.

I took some time to sort through the memories of the original Zephyrion, I didn't really know how to feel about him. I had gained many of his memories but not the emotions with them I guess?

He was a good kid, quiet and studious. An opposite to me but he was pretty smart from what I had gleamed.

Luckily even though we were opposites his personality never fought against mine, I did sometimes find myself gaining a few of his personal attributes but they were only small things. An extra look at something here or the tapping of my foot when I got impatient.

I also found myself getting flashbacks mostly with memories of two sisters both crimson-haired who adored me and of a certain lonely magical girl flashing in my mind.

There were times when I had to go through and arrange all my memories. While I also suppressed my devil instincts which wasn't too hard. I did feel a huge part of me was being tied down by something though. A part of me that was akin to a blizzard, raging to be let out.

Which as you could imagine wasn't a nice feeling.

It was good that I didn't find myself getting overwhelmed by the memories since a lot of them were fuzzy and hard to remember. Though it was annoying when they seemingly randomly came to me. Since it normally forced me into a bit of a daze.

Sighing in relief, I walked into the kitchen. Checking the cabinets I noticed a distinct lack of food. I looked around and there was nothing. Rubbing my head in annoyance I checked the pouch I had liberated.

I counted the vali and nodded. Yep, I had no clue how much that was. I was still trying to figure out how this currency worked. Judging by the amount of vali in my pouch, I estimated I had about two thousand vali.

Peeking back at the sleeping Goddess, I decided I would go get us some food. Hopefully, I will have enough. If not, I'm sure some other people would be happy to donate to the cause.

Walking out of the abandoned church, I began my technique of wandering around uselessly until I found a place that sells food. It took me a while of strolling around the large city of Danmachi before I stumbled onto different times of stalls all selling hot food.

A man handing out flyers came over to me with the false friendly smile of a businessman.

"Hello sir, are you interested in visiting the circus here in Or-"

I put my hand up.

"Sorry, I'm saving myself for marriage," I said without missing a beat and walking past him.

He stood there dumbfounded before walking off with a confused expression.

I navigated through the many food stalls selling different foods amidst bustling crowds comprising various different races, with stall owners energetically calling out their products.

This scene reminded me of mediaeval times depicted in stories and paintings. How exciting. I walked up to a bald man who was selling some sort of crushed potatoes. It looked hot and fresh so why not.

"Hello, sir."

"Hello, mind telling me what you're selling." I gestured to the food on his stall.

"This is a Jagamarukun, it's created by adding spices to crushed potatoes and fried after adding an outer skin." He informed me.

Jagamarukun? Sounds like some shitty attack name from Boruto.

"I'll take ten," I replied.

"That'll be three hundred vali's please sir." He said as he prepared the Jagamarukun's.

Ah, good. I wouldn't need to 'liberate' any more money from the confinement of undeserving pockets.

I opened the pouch and froze when I heard a voice shout at me. Spinning around I saw the guy from yesterday running towards me with his buddy.

He didn't waste any time and swung. Dropping the pouch, I dodged and gave him an uppercut. The hit connected so perfectly that it almost seemed erotic the way he folded like a shitty gym chair and fell down.

The second idiot failed to grasp the hint and swung a haymaker with such an obvious opening that it bordered on comical. I delivered a swift jab to his chin that sent him tumbling down onto his friend.

I'm glad I took all those defence classes in my previous life. That was a good investment on my part. I was no ninja but I knew how to fight. Apparently, these adventurers didn't know a single thing about melee fighting.

Seriously they would have been better off just swinging a sword around. Turning back I looked at the intimated stall owner. I picked up the pouch and took out the required vali.

"Sorry about that. Ex-brother-in-law. The divorce was messy. Long story short, his sister now identifies as a lesbian. Apparently, no other man could satisfy her like I could." I casually said while I took my food.

Stepping on the two guys sprawled across the pavement I walked over them and made my way back to the abandoned church, somewhat in a hurry as that little fight had drawn a lot of attention.

I sighed, now that this little adventure had come to an end. I better head back quickly so this food doesn't get cold.

-Scene Break-

Walking into the church with the still-hot Jagamarukuns in hand, I went down the narrow staircase. heading straight for the kitchen and setting them down on the counter.

Peeking into the main room, I noticed Hestia sitting on the couch. Taking a closer look, for some reason, she looked severely depressed, her shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Good morning," I called out, somewhat confused.

I wasn't good with emotions. The Goddessturned to me in shock and I noticed her eyes were slightly watery. I had no clue what was happening. She jumped up and flew into me like a missile.

Then wrapped around me in a bare hug. "Zeph!"

Looking down at the slightly emotional Goddess, I was extremely confused. What am I supposed to do in this situation? Hesitantly, I stretched my right hand towards her head and gently began patting her silky hair which was done up into twin ponytails.

"Where did you go?" She asked softly.

I tilted my head down at her smaller form.

"I noticed we didn't have any food, so I went to get some," I replied.

"I thought yesterday had been a dream," she mumbled, and I winced in realisation.

She pulled back and beamed at me going right back to normal, she suddenly perked up then sniffed the air and looked puzzled.

"Did you buy Jagamarukuns?" she asked

I blinked. "Yeah, how did you know?"

"Oh uh, I work at the stall that sells them. So I know how they smell." She said with an embarrassed look. I stared at her blankly.

"…"

A Goddesswas working at some fucking food stall? I vaguely remembered her working somewhere but a food stall?!

My knowledge of Danmachi was somewhat fuzzy but this was bullshit.

"That's going to end, now that you have a familia member. Right?" I questioned.

She shook her head with a grateful smile.

"You don't need to look after me, Zeph. As your Goddess, I need to make enough money for us, so you can focus on getting equipment." She said with a smile of appreciation at my concern.

"No, that isn't needed. I'm sure I can make enough for the both of us. If not, I'll just go deeper into the dungeon until I can." I replied with a shrug.

With my enhanced devil physique I was going to become much stronger than everyone else. It's not like I didn't plan to exercise either.

Seriously, the falna was a useful tool no doubt, but it still was just that, a tool. I don't know why adventurers rely on it as some sort of lifeline to focus on. It was a bit pathetic in my opinion.

Perhaps, it is just me having a different perspective due to being an outsider. As someone who's had no opportunity to wield any sort of power all his life, I wasn't going to miss this opportunity.

Maybe it was my devil instinct but that line of thought made me shiver with excitement. The thought of strength was almost intoxicating. I sighed, my race is so fucked up.

"No! I won't be a useless Goddess and force you to risk more just because we have no money at the moment." She declared with her cheeks puffed out.

I narrowed my eyes and she crossed her arms, pouting cutely back at me.

"My sweet Goddess, don't go and force me to do something drastic now. It's unbecoming for you to work at some food stall selling to humans." I replied and smiled charmingly.

I don't know why it irked me so much, technically, I had only known her for a day, but still.

The curvy Goddess of the Hearth looked at me in defiance.

I sighed.

-Scene Break-

Turns out that Hestia could be extremely stubborn when it came down to what she perceived as being a burden. It did however reaffirm that I had made the right choice in joining her familia.

I would have started throwing hands if some god tried to treat me like a slave.

Power can be acquired in time, but loyalty was a harder thing to come by right off the bat. She had known me for only a day, yet she already felt protective of what she referred to as her "first child."

It was a new experience being cared for and treated decently by someone else. I even enjoyed it.

Now here I stood in front of a simple-looking bookstore. Which was where Hestia had insisted on giving me her blessing. Apparently, she had a hobby for reading and this was her favourite bookstore.

We entered the bookshop and made our way to a quote section inside. The whole place was quiet and had little to no people wandering around so it wasn't hard to find a quiet spot.

The bookstore was more like a library at this point.

"Now what?" I questioned.

She turned to me and she seemed to be practically vibrating in excitement.

"Take off your shirt and just lay down on the couch and let me do the rest!" She squealed in excitement.

I smirked deviously and took off my shirt. Exposing my torso to Hestia. Her eyes widened at my forming six pack and I nodded.

Zeus ain't got shit on me.

Lying face-down on the leather couch, I felt Hestia's surprisingly light form straddle my back just a moment later. I purposefully ignored the way her soft thighs melded against my back.

I'm glad I'm lying down.

I felt Hestia shuffle a bit before she paused. "Hey, Zeph?"

"Yeah?" I asked, a bit confused.

"Are you… sure you want to join me of all the gods?" She asked, sounding oddly hesitant and a bit pained.

"Why do you ask?" I questioned back, I had noticed that Hestia seemed to be depressed when the subject came up. Has it been that hard for her to recruit anybody?

"It's just... There are so many options out there that could provide you with a better support base for going into the dungeon. More resources, a better place to live... I just don't want you to regret throwing your lot in with me," she replied, her tone filled with anxiety and a bit of self-deprecation.

Ah, she really was too sweet. It confused me why others couldn't see this.

"It's rather simple. I'm greedy. I don't see why I should bother joining some other giant familia as another nobody whose God or Goddess barely cares about them and treats them like shit. When I can have you, all to myself." I replied with a shrug.

I hadn't been a good person before. Now with the emergence of my new memories from a life I didn't live, coupled with my increasingly potent devil instincts. I certainly wasn't one now.

She stayed silent before hugging my back.

"Well, if that's what you want. Who am I to deny my first child?" She said with a giggle. Even as I felt something wet come from the face buried in my back.

I felt Hestia move again before something wet hit my back, tilting my head. I saw Hestia with her finger dripping some golden blood onto my back.

The Goddess muttered something and a surge of light enveloped my body. Every muscle in my body tensed before gradually relaxing. That was a strange feeling.

My entire body felt vitalised with energy and I felt even more excited. I could still feel Hestia tracing my back as she seemingly read my newly gained falna and I waited patiently for her to finish.

Then Hestia froze. I glanced up and saw an expression of shock plastered on her face.

-{Hestia Pov}-

Staring down at Zeph's falna Hestia looked at the skill with disbelief. The process had gone exactly how she had been told it would. Zeph's status looked exactly like an adventurer who gained a new falna should.

Normal.

That still held true until she had a look at the skill section…

Zephyrion Gremory

Lv. 1

Strength: I0 

Endurance: I0

Dexterity: I0 

Agility: I0

Magic: I0

Demonic Energy Manipulation

The ability to manipulate the chaotic energy of demonic beings otherwise known as demonic energy.

Imagination Magic

The ability to create magic via imagination, cost is dependent on magic conjured.

Power of destruction (Mutated) [SEALED]

All-Speak

The ability to communicate with any being regardless of language. User can communicate via any language.

Hesita couldn't believe her eyes. She even rubbed them clear and briefly wondered if she was hallucinating. She had never heard of such outrageous skills existing.

The Goddess didn't fully grasp the concept of demonic energy manipulation, as she had never heard of such an energy, but she could hazard a few guesses. Hestia was aware of the concept of demons, although to her knowledge they didn't exist.

She would have to ask him about it.

Then there was also this imagination magic, which to her was perhaps the most insane out of all his other skills. The ability to conjure up magic via imagination? It basically spat on every other mage in Orario.

She had no clue why his other skill was sealed, closing her eyes she expanded her senses and made sure not to touch her arcanum and she felt it in his body.

Something wrapped up in chains made of a strange chaotic energy. Hestia had a very clear guess as to what the power entailed by its name and the implications of it were mind-boggling.

Then there was the skill of All-speak. While it may not seem impressive, the ability to communicate through any language was definitely useful and unheard of.

Hestia would admit she wasn't experienced at all with running a familia. Yet she was pretty certain that it was extremely rare for any child to gain a single skill upon activation of a falna.

MUCH LESS FOUR!

Though surprised as she was, the smile that lit up her face as she read through couldn't be denied. Hestia felt extremely blessed to have such a special first child in her familia.

'The wait was worth it!' Hestia squealed in her mind.

"Zeph?" She asked, calming herself down. Which for the energetic Goddess was no small feat.

"Hm?"

"How come you have four different abilities? All outrageously powerful. I'm assuming it isn't just because of the falna?" She asked surprisingly calmly.

Zeph appeared confused at first, but then his eyes widened in realisation as if he had remembered something he had forgotten. He flashed me a cocky smile.

"I'm glad you asked my dear Goddess, the answer must be because I ate my veggies when I was younger. My father always said they would make me strong." He replied proudly.

Hestia stared at him flatly.

"Uhuh, Why does it say here you can control demonic energy?" She asked more inquisitively.

He looked a bit bashful.

"Uh, this is going to take a while to explain." He said, looking thoughtful.

-{Zephyrion Pov}-

It was embarrassing to admit but I had forgotten about my ability to manipulate demonic energy and use imagination magic. It had been at the back of my mind since coming here.

Now, I watched the joyful Goddess gush over me and glanced back down at the paper displaying my status. I remembered now. My Power of Destruction that had been sealed was something I had known about.

When I was younger, my Power of Destruction had mutated and become uncontrollable or something like that. So my family had planned to wait for me to get a better grasp on my demonic power before unsealing it.

Troublesome, I would have to see about getting that unsealed soon. Luckily Hestia didn't seem put off by the fact I was a devil and instead, she seemed thrilled to have her first child be so unique.

I was somewhat surprised that she didn't seem to mind me being essentially a devil noble, but I suppose that's one reason why I selected her as my chosen Goddess.

After a while of talking we both walked out of the bookstore.

Tossing her the pouch that had been so gracefully given to me, I flashed her a grin as she looked confused.

"That should have about a thousand and seven hundred Vali inside. Go buy yourself something nice. I'm going to go check out the dungeon." I explained and her eyes widened.

She gave me a beaming smile.

"Thanks, Zeph!" She exclaimed and jumped up to wrap me in a hug before adding. "Make sure to be careful, I don't want you to get hurt."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful," I reassured her and she nodded.

We both departed as Hestia went to presumably go buy some things with the limited amount of Vali I gave her. I would need to get some more for her. Having only one pair of clothing as a Goddess should be considered a crime.

Didn't that redhead Goddess kick her out at some point? I would need to have some words with her. She could have at least as Hestia's best friend, provided some spare clothing for her.

I made my way over to the adventurers guild, so I could get some basic equipment loaned to me, I wasn't all that bothered about paying it back since I was sure I could make whatever it costs pretty easily.

Through dungeon diving or liberating it from the scum of Orario was left unknown for now. Coming into view of a rather familiar building, I strode inside and awaited my joyful guild advisor.

Rose came out in all her cold glory simply walking past me and expecting me to follow.

Rolling my eyes, I got up from the seat I was lounging on and followed her inside the small comfortable room.

"So, I don't suppose you've finally come to your senses and have decided to resign your registration within the guild?" She instantly questioned in that icy apathetic tone.

"Nope, I'm here to get my starter armour," I replied without missing a beat.

Rose stared for a few seconds before almost robotically getting up and going over to a set of draws, pulling out a piece of paper which I assumed was a contract she sat back down in front of me.

Silently she tossed the piece of paper onto the table in front of us and I picked it up. Scanning through the document it was a legal document declaring I would pay back what was owed within the year.

"Do you have a pen?" I asked her, glancing up at Rose, who was quietly observing me.

Without a word, she tossed me a pen with surprising accuracy. I caught it and quickly signed the document. I used my signature from my old world since my other half had never bothered forming one. Then I handed it back to her.

A small, humourless sigh escaped her lips.

"You can go and request the starter package at the main desk, they'll provide you with the armour and basic weaponry. Is there anything else?" Rose asked in a monotone.

"I don't suppose I could have some information on what to suspect in the dungeon?" I asked. It was probably best I get an idea of what monsters I should look out for.

While I was confident in my ability to handle the first few floors with my enhanced devil physiology, which placed me above any normal level one adventurers Especially with the passive enhancement the falna now gave me, I didn't want to be killed for my arrogance.

Rose had a brief look of relief flash on her face. It was almost wiped off before I could have noticed it, if not for my devil physique. She pulled out a leaflet of sorts and handed it to me. Huh, so she does care.

"This has the information needed for dealing with the monsters all the way down to floor five. Read it carefully." She stated sharply.

Taking a quick look through it I saw various depictions of monsters with abilities and weaknesses.

"Why only the top five, can't I have the information on the rest?" I asked while reading through the leaflets contents.

Goblins are mostly seen on floors 1-4 and 8-9. They are known widely as the weakest monsters in the dungeon. With no unique skills or any racial traits that can be used as weapons the only thing to look out for is their intelligence.

In a one to one fight you can expect them to try to use their fists or dull nails to defeat or harm you. Goblins have been known to use their intelligence to sometimes form groups in an attempt to overwhelm an adventurer.

The guild suggested that any adventurers make sure to keep an awareness of any other goblins nearby or in rare cases a basic ambush.

Goblins also held a chance of dropping a Goblin fang which could be sold to the guild. This was the type of information I received as I checked the first and second floor monsters.

"There's no point, you'll probably get yourself killed before you reach that point regardless." She replied brutally.

That wasn't helpful.

I rolled my eyes at her attitude and didn't bother answering. It was pointless at the end of the day. She should try find another job if she had it out for adventurers this much.

-{Rose Bennet}-

Staring as the foolish crimson haired teenager that was named Zephyrion Gremory flipped through the standard starter leaflet I had provided him with, she can't help but feel annoyed.

I had failed again to push another foolish child off the path of being an adventurer which led them to their death. Why no one but her could see this path had no end she was unsure of.

Many called me rude names behind my back, thinking I couldn't hear them. They complained and didn't heed my warnings, they called me a "harsh bitch" or an "uncaring whore".

Yet, it was completely the opposite, despite the way I acted, the only reason I kept working as a guild advisor was to turn people away. To scare them if the need arose.

Unlike many of those who had quit and been replaced with the younger guild staff who always told me to try to brighten up and ridicule me for the way I act. I had seen how many of those died.

I had once been one of the young guild advisors trying my best to help. I had some powerful and weak adventurers in my time but they mostly shared the same fate. They got cocky and travelled further down then they should.

Each death added another layer to my hardened exterior. I lost count of how many lives had shaped me into this person. Was it after the hundredth death?

Witnessing the demise of countless individuals, each with their own personality, left a mark of pain and sadness on me. Which was why I pushed all of them away from me, it was easier that way.

When they died it didn't hurt as much.

Unclenching my fists which had been unconsciously balled up, I let my emotions dull under the layer of apathy. A useful technique I had picked up and simply waited for him to finish reading.

Hopefully when he fought the monsters and realised it wasn't like the fairytales displayed it, he would abandon this foolish path to death.

I refused to give him any more info on monsters above floor five. hoping that the limitation would make him keep to the lower floors. Witnessing first hand how adventurers assumed knowing what attacks a creature had equated to being able to deal with them.

It's better for him to learn how easy it is to find yourself overwhelmed with weaker foes so he may escape rather than to charge recklessly into a higher floor.

Zephyrion finished reading and bid me farewell which I didn't bother replying too. He would either save himself or end up perishing like the others.

Hopefully he lives a while longer so I can try to convince him out of this foolish path like the others I advise.

-{Zephyrion}-

Looking around in interest I let out a hum. It was quieter than I expected, almost eerily so. There were random rocks scattered around and a few marks on the wall presumably from fighting yet so far it was pretty barren.

"So this is the first floor of the infamous dungeon?" I idly commented aloud.

Gripping the basic iron sword that had come along with the starter gear I loaned, I began walking around the labyrinth of hallways and rooms.

"Anyone home?" I raised my voice and listened to the small echo it created.

"This is your Deliveroo order, you ordered some tampons?" I shouted.

A rock was very gently kicked aside and I grinned turning to the ugly short looking bug eyed fucker glaring at me. The goblin who looked ready to charge abruptly paused and began sniffing the air towards me.

The goblins ugly head tilted as if it was unsure. Indecision flashed in its beady large eyes. Its head briefly lowered before its eyes flashed red and it suddenly screeched. The goblin charged at me with vicious rage.

Pushing the weird event that had occurred moments before I charged right back, holding the sword amateurishly in my hand. It's claw swiped at me, to which I simply swung my sword upwards at.

The goblin screeched in pain and stumbled back, its arm had been nearly severed off. It hung limply bare, held together by his side. I simply swung the sword again with one arm.

I winced as the sword cut straight across it's head at an odd angle. The sword itself got stuck in its head before the goblin stiffened and fell over.

Alrighty then, if the leaflet is correct I need to dig out the crystal inside the goblin next.

Yanking out the iron sword from its skull, I use it to cut into the goblins stomach. I dig around inside the corpse and finally pull out some weird stone. The itself body suddenly turned into black dust as the stone left its body.

Huh, that wasn't that hard. Holding the strange crystal it left behind I stored it in my pocket. So this was a magic stone, interesting. I really should have taken a bag with me to store these things with.

A screech came from down the hall which the goblin had previously come from and suddenly two more goblins appeared. They both simultaneously had the same strange reaction. Backing away and looking at me with confusion.

It was kind of freaky the way they screeched and charged at you. I guess this is a better time than any other to try out my magic. I had only been tutored on imagination magic and hadn't been allowed to use it alone.

Meaning I had only learnt how to create basic elemental spells for now. I still hadn't gotten a magic circle because they worried I would use magic out of tutoring before I had properly gotten it down.

In face I had been reprimanded a couple of times for experimenting with it outside of tutoring. Guess I'll have to improvise. Thankfully, I'd like to believe my imagination is halfway decent.

Imagine, I imagined a ball of swirling condensed fire. The way it would burn my skin if it touched and burn the air around it, the ashes it would leave my enemies in.

Supply, I pushed the raging energy towards where I wanted the ball to form.

Will. I willed it into the swirling ball of fire and heat began to expand out from my palm.

I grinned and opened my eyes, only to gawk. A large ball of fire swirled chaotically, regaining my composure as I saw the screeching goblins realise they may be fucked. The ball shot forwards with surprising speed.

I let out a gasp as I felt my demonic energy plummet from that alone. Holy shit, the ball vapourized the two goblins before continuing behind them. Oh that's not good.

An explosion tore outwards at the end of the large hall and caused smoke to billow outwards. Regaining my breath from the massive loss of demonic energy I was a bit stumped before I remembered.

Right, magic circles. I remembered in my research for demonic magic that imagination magic was extremely expensive which was why we used magic circles.

This cost could decrease a lot with more mastery over demonic energy as well. That's annoying. I would have to look into other ways of using magic while I gain more control of my demonic energy I suppose.

My demonic energy reserves weren't exactly small, it hadn't taken all my demonic energy but it took much more than I could handle simply using continuously at the moment.

Still…

I grinned. Being able to use magic was fucking awesome for both parts of me. I guess I should try to find the limitations of this and experiment a bit. I wouldn't be able to use it much till I found a better alternative but that wouldn't stop me.

Though, looking back at the large amount of smoke coming my way I should probably go to a different part of the dungeon first.

-{Jack}-

At the entrance to the dungeon a commotion was taking place as adventurers could be seen exiting the dungeon by the hundreds. All the adventurers stuck in their respective groups and seemed to be muttering to each other in hushed tones.

Powerful adventurers could be seen entering through the entrance, while guild members stood outside asking everyone to stop entering for the moment.

This unusual sight sparked curiosity among onlookers, who wondered what was happening.

The guild typically refrained from intervening in dungeon matters, and even now, they could only request that adventurers stay out, as they had no control over the dungeon itself.

Rumours appeared and were spread around until the guild released a statement.

Jack walked up to one of his friends who stood off to the side. He had come after hearing weird rumours about the dungeon, apparently the guild we trying to get adventurers not to enter due to something happening inside.

"Hey Reon, what's going on?" Jack asked as he arrived beside his friend.

Reon turned to him.

"Oh you haven't heard? Apparently there's been a dungeon flood on the first four floors." He replied.

Jack's eyes widened. A dungeon flood was when monsters suddenly appeared in outrageous numbers, the thing is these circumstances where a dungeon flood even happens where extremely rare.

What was even rarer was these dungeon floods had only normally happened on the lower floors. It was pretty much unheard of for it to happen on the starter floors and even more dangerous for the newbies who didn't know how to handle it.

Especially since that led to spillage which at lower levels was fatal for lower level adventurers, spillage was the term used when a dungeon flood began spilling into the higher floor's floors which caused the death of many aspiring adventurers.

"Yeah, I had that same reaction, they've sent stronger adventurers to go clear it out and search for anybody who was still down there. Since everyone on those floors would be newbies there's bound to be some death.

"Shit, do they know why it happened?" Jack asked.

Reon shook his head in denial.

"We still don't know why dungeon floods happen, only that they're pretty rare. I guess whatever triggered it this time must be on one of the three floors. It's the first time a dungeon flood has happened under floor seven. Now that was a true shitshow." Reon muttered with a head shake.

Jack noticed adventurers who looked new limping out with terrified expressions. They spotted cuts all over them and were immediately attended to by healers.

Meanwhile…

-{Zephyrion}-

I wonder if Orario has a burger place? I idly thought as I cut through another goblin. They were starting to come in higher numbers now.

A burger sounds real good right now…

-END-

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