When I woke up again, I found myself looking at a wall again.
Starting to get bored of looking at walls why can't that God of Truck Driver drop me off at someplace nice like a graveyard or something.
So this is Mondo this world seems really cramped. After looking around the room that I presume to be my dungeon I found that this place is fucking small. This dungeon is a 10x10ft room with nothing in here but me and that orb in the middle of the room.
Rather than a room, I should call this place a cave with stalagmite on the ceiling and rocky uneven ground filling up the place. Looking closely at the orb since it's the only thing here other than rocks, it looks like a shiny black pearl with blood red lights inside of if that seems to pulsate like a heart. It is beautiful.
What is it anyway, when I try to touch it my hand pass through it. Now that I look at my hand and body it looks blue and transparent does that mean I'm a ghost? Neat. Ok, enough fooling around Dominus said that I have an assistant that'll explain to me the basic about the dungeon.
"Mr assistant where are you?" I yelled.
"You are a talking blue box, I was expecting a fairy."
"Wow, that's dark. Anyway, I want to ask you some things about dungeons, What is a dungeon in this world?"
When I looked at the last sentence I don't know if I should laugh or cry that God is really irresponsible. Well not that it concerns me anyway. I just got make the best out of what I have. "What is the purpose of a dungeon?"
"What do you mean you don't know? I thought you were supposed to know the basic about dungeons."
That guy can say good things when it counts maybe I should change my opinion of him from a giant asshole to a small asshole. "Ok then, so how do you build monsters, traps, and treasures?" I said getting motivated to make this dungeon.
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"Goblins are too mainstream and boring. Next"
"They are also plain and boring. Next"
"Nope, this isn't a novel I'll die in 5 minutes when people discover me if I choose slime as my starting monster. Next."
"Don't pick this one"
"Menu did you hear a girl whisper don't pick this one?"
"Ok then, since I believe in ghost and there are probably real ghosts in this world and she has warned not to picked this so I won't pick this one. Next"
Before Menu can even finish his sentence I already press Undead as my starting monster.