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2 yrs ago
Current God Bless the USA! Happy 4th Everyone! (though admittedly a day late)
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2 yrs ago
Oh yay-- the status bar has turned into Twitter again... My favorite.
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2 yrs ago
Damn dude-- don't remind me what's been taken from us.... I seriously miss that game.
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2 yrs ago
Imagine not using maple syrup to sweeten your coffee.
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3 yrs ago
AFTER MUCH TIME-- LIFE RELEASES MINE GONADS FROM ITS CRUEL VICE...... YA BOI RETURNS!
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@Zeroth@Kazemitsu@King Cosmos@floodtalon

"Crispy! I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to make you an offe-"

"Would you shut the fuck up!"

A blade of mana came bursting forth and Jason's side! He was anticipating an attack, but not one from one of his Allies! Sucking himself low to the ground he was able to avoid about half of the blade. Just as quick as she struck, the little bitch actually had the audacity to turn tail and run!!! "He killed Rattleskull, not me!" Immediately consuming one of the healing herbs he'd brought, Jason was brimming with rage.... Not again... NEVER AGAIN. NO ONE WHO BETRAYED HIM, CAN LIVE TO TELL THE TALE! HE'D COME TO SAVE HER SORRY ASS, only to be attacked, and left to die. From deep within Jason's core, burst forth the largest, most terrifying [War Cry I] he'd ever mustered. A reddish golden glow coursed through his earthen 'veins' as his body rippled with raw hostility, he was DONE WITH THIS SHIT. BESIDES, CRISPY WAS MERELY A STEPPING STONE ON HIS ASCENSION TO BECOMING THE TRUE MASTER OF THIS DUNGEON. "FUCK. DIPLOMACY. YOU ALL DIE!!!" he roared fury as he used [Rock Spire II] on Crispy pouring his raw hatred into his attack, "ROCK SPIRE--EARTH'S WRATH!!!" Consuming a mana crystal as the spires' magic circle's formed, Jason also hit Crispy with [Mind Wave I] FOR GOOD FUCKING MEASURE.

ONCE THESE GOBLINS WERE NOTHING BUT A BLOODY SMEAR ACROSS THE DIRT, MOURNINGSTAR WAS NEXT.


@Zeroth@SilverPaw@Gardevoiran@ReusableSword@Old Amsterdam@Duthguy@Kazemitsu@King Cosmos@floodtalon

As Jason slowly came back to reality, a flood of alerts filled his head;

YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN A QUEST.

DUNGEON QUEST: OTHERWORLDLY CAVERN
  • REMOVE ALTERNATIVE BOSS CANDIDATES
    • There are currently (1) other Boss Candidates in the Dungeon.
    • There are currently (5) Potential Boss Candidates in the Dungeon.
    • A Candidate or Potential Candidate is Removed when it is incapable of interfacing with the Dungeon Core.


YOU HAVE ESTABLISHED A LINK WITH THE DUNGEON. YOU GAIN 1 SKILL POINT IN THE UNIQUE SKILL: DUNGEON AWARENESS. CURRENT SKILL PROGRESS: 0.1

WARNING! MANA RESOURCES ARE BEING DEPLETED BY AN EXTERNAL ACTION!

WARNING! THE DUNGEON STRUCTURE IS BEING DAMAGED BY AN EXTERNAL ACTION!
Dungeon:Jason


As Jason received his Quest, the next step on his journey to conquer this cave and become its master, he also received two warnings. As he would no doubt look around to ascertain the well being of his little group, he would immediately notice Asteria and Digbie.

What the hell were they doing!? Asteria shouldn't be messing with the Dungeon Core! He was the boss here, it was HIS Dungeon Core! And Digbie, what made him think he could just dig as he pleased here!? This was Jason's cave, HE was the one who had worked so hard on it! Only him! And now this was HIS dungeon, only HIS, he couldn't let ANY harm come to it!

"ASTERIA! DIGBIE! THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING TO MY DUNGEO-- AaAAARggrghghhh!!!"

Just as Jason began to give in to his strangely obsessive rage, he was overwhelmed by another raging headache followed by a fit of nausea; his body quivering in pain as he vomited on the floor. Something-- Something wasn't right..... These thoughts weren't normal. Did the core change him? Was it trying to C O N T R O L him??? Focusing his power, Jason regained his composure as best he could before reaching out to his allies with [Telepathy II], 'My apologies everyone-- I think..... I think linking to the Dungeon created a empathic; bordering on impulsive connection... Those thoughts just now were not my own. However, shits about to hit the fan; undead are beginning to spawn, and several of our alliance are unaccounted for.... Danny, Asteria, and Ardur; stay here and defend the cave until I return. Ed and Digbie, you're with me-- we're gonna get the others, and hopefully get what's left of the goblins to surrender. Also... don't let ANYTHING, touch the core....'

However, before leaving the cave, Jason reached out two pseudopods, one touching the core, the other touching Asteria, "Uh, DUNGEON! Register Subordinate!" he exclaimed. Regardless of the result, Jason dropped the flame-touched crystals, and harvested three of his normal herbs. Once again using [Lesser Shapeshift I] to curl into a ball, the warlord raced toward the corpse of Rattleskull at Mach ten. As he approached from the distance, he could make out the shapes of goblins, as well as a floating head... Wait, was Mourningstar wearing the head as a fucking HELMET??? Braking about ten feet away from the wisp, Jason didn't hesitate to bark orders, "Mourningstar! Stand down!" he COMMANDED through [War Cry I] before turning to Crispy, "Crispy! I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to make you an offer..." he said assertively, ready to dodge any attack the goblins might make. "My name is Jason, the new boss of this Dungeon, and I'd like you and the rest of the surviving goblins to join us."
he said with a pause, "I know you probably don't trust me, but there is a greater threat looming... Have you noticed the lumps of dirt popping up around the cave? Those. Are undead... In order to save both your people, and mine, we must work together. THINK OF IT CRISPY! Together, we can do so. much. more. In fact, you and I, are very similar... You use magic correct? I do too. So join us,
there's so much I can teach you."
@Jangel13 wait, he's the size of Ren???

DOES THIS MEAN I CAN RIDE HIM????
@Jangel13 did my wolf become an Alpha?
I just realized that Ren is basically the winter soldier now
@Jangel13 Would this area happen to have the proper materials to build a fully/semi-functional forge?
I'll hopefully get a post in sometime tomorrow


@Zeroth@SilverPaw@Gardevoiran@ReusableSword@Old Amsterdam@Duthguy

Looking through the source crystal at the dungeon core turned out to be a terrible idea, pain coursed through Jason's mind tearing at his very soul...

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̶̨̫͍͙̫̺̭͚̘̝̪̝͚̺̯͈͕̙͍̭̓̃̓̈̿͂̀̽́̕͜Ṅ̢̰̯̦̩̦͈̲̒͆ͨ̊̃̾̐́͂͜͠E̛̥̱̭͕̦͖̱͇͉͎͒ͪ͋̉̔͌ͧ̆̆̄͛̑̿͛ͫ̀̑̾Ṯ̴̸̬̞̱̥̠͇̤̖̙̋ͭ̅̽ͮͭ̉͐̔͒̾̆ͦ̓͋̊̚͞ͅW̶̵̳̥̦̖͕͇̗͈̟̥̭͙͎̤̊͋ͥ̈͗͊̿̿̋͛̃ͣ̇̑͋̚O̸̢͖̬̤̦̖̭̟̤͖̞͈̗̗̲͇͛́͆̅̋ͭͦͮ́ͧ̔̅̌̈́̕͜͠R̨̢̪̩̺͕͈̞̝̗̜͓̤̥̦̤ͣ̌̋͋̉̃́̚͢Ķ̧̪̻ͮ̋̈́ͥ͘̕͘ͅ ̨̛̣̘̤͇̺͎͌̑ͫ̓͑̇̓͐̍̓͂̿ͣͭ͞ͅH̙͍̦̼͚͖̘̠͇̭͓̤̤̗͙̠̩̺͌̑̓̊́͘͘͜͞A̧ͩ̐ͨͯ̒̒͜҉̷̺̬̜̪͕͇͎̜̟̞̳̭̱̭̝̥̣ͅS̸̶̢̧͕̗̳̰͓̹͈̻̼̫͚̠̲̟̒̔̅̇̂̐̐ͫͅͅ ̶̱̗̗͍̯ͤ̔̉̏̉͠F̗̩̹̙̖̞̠̮̣̘̫̥̳̃ͬ̄ͩ̄̅̈́̊̀͞A̶̡̘̻̼͚̪̖̩̯̥̝̯̮̥͔͙̳̟ͪ͐̔̇̎̓I̟̭̳̾ͭ̏̃ͮ̾́͜L̦̠̗̜̻͉͔̩͈̟̗̫̻̠̓̽̐̊ͪͭ̔ͩͯ̑ͮ̈́ͥͨ̂͗̿̇̓͘͝Ë̙̜̜͈̱̼͚̬̥̮̳̭͈͈͚͗̾̽ͩͫ̂͒̔̉̽́̀͘͜D͈̺̱̝̖͍̤͎̺̪̦͔͍ͩ̍̌̒ͤͬ́͢͠ ͥ̇ͧ͡͏͖͙̜͓̣͇̺̗͈͈͉̰̫͔̦̘T̨̗͔̖̞̓̉́ͭ̓̔ͪ̄ͧ͑̂̅̋͗Ỏ̷ͨ͊̀̏̔̑̽̽͏̵̝͙̞ ̉̃̀̍ͥͣ̽̅̍̌͂̚͏̡͙̝͉̙͔̜̳̞R̴̡̳̣͕͖̥͔̯͍͍̮̗ͦ͑͐͑ͩͥ͗̂ͮ̽̍̓̆ͫ͘͠͝E͆̑ͥ͂̒̀̈́̓͏̟̬̜̘̻̠̝̹̰͍̹̤͉͞ͅͅS͓̥͖͚̹͕̦͙̤̟͖̫̻̖ͤ͑ͣ̇̅̓͒̂̊ͩͦͧ͛ͬ̓̓̎̄̚͞ͅP̢̛̟̦̜̯̼̰̘̲͓̯͒̆͋̎͋͛͊͒̔͊̎ͮ͆̅͂̐̎͜͟Ȍ͑̈́̋̒͊͊̍͏̢̧͍͕̻̹̲͡Ņ̙̬͓̜͙͕̒ͩͥ͟͞ͅD̸̫̘̥̣̖̘͕̫͈͎̠̩̥͕̯͚̻̞͐ͧͨ̿̅͛̄̃̓̅̈ͅ.̛ͦ̐͋͋ͫ̎͋ͤ́ͨ̓̐̔ͧ̀́̚͢͠҉̼͔͓̰̤̩̜͉̭̭̱̠̤̯̥̫͙ ̂̉̃͆͒ͬͪ̿͒ͤ͑ͥ̿ͭ҉̨̯͍̼͇͖̹͎͠͞ͅṚ̵̸̸̸͇͇̼͔͓̘̟̦̳͚̜̖͈͎̲̙̉ͧ͒̌ͮ̿ͬ̓ͣ̐̿̓͒ͩͬ̚E̛͓͍̫͔̪̖͓͉ͮ̂ͤ̽̐̇̑͐͑̓̏ͬ͆̚͘͟͡͞L͈̺̜͖̬̺̣̬̲͖̱̻̞̗̱̼̙̂ͤ͂͐̀͘͢͟͠Ọ̸̝̯̝͓̪̰̤̤̞͇̩̝͈͕̩̥͖ͧ̇̈́ͫ͌͛̆ͮͧ̽ͅȂ̸̼͚̬͔͕͚̳̤̩̝̣ͨ͊͒̊ͮͤ͌͗͛̅͑ͤ̾͊̂̆̀̚̚͟͞ͅD̶̨̬͚͕̻̻̳̮͍̗̼̟̪ͤ͋̓̉̈́ͯͬͩ̅̀̎Ḭ̶̹͈̌̈͆̌̂͗̍ͨ̏ͩͧͨͮ̍̒ͨ̃̀̚͢N̴̸̶͖̳̳̘̺̱̠̹̠͙̰̝̝̼̜̤̭̦͌͒̊̀̏̏̄ͣ̄ͪ̒̿͗̒̏̀ͅG̶̪͕̺͍̪̰͇͍̯̬̼̩̖̤̟̓ͭ͂ͫ̕͠.̨͍̟͓̙͓͓̯̘̖̻̗̺͍̦͓͗̀ͥ̇ͯͭ͒͊̓ͫͧ̓͘ͅ ͭ͊͑ͪ̉̚͜͢͡͠͏̘̼̞̝̲̪̣̰͚͇̣̙̰̱Ē̸͚̫̦͚̫̪̺͍̘͖̰̩̥̄̈͛̒ͪ̉̽̀ͩͯ̔͠ͅR͂̈́̓̏̇ͧͩ̍͑̊̆̚̚͡͝͠҉̠͖̟͉̼̠̮̠͓̙̜̜͎̞͉̱̞̘͓͝R̆̄̔̓ͫ̃̆̉̔̈ͯ͑̑ͦ҉̟̭̣̟͖̹͡O̶ͧ̈͌̾̀͊̾̋̓̌̇̅̽̾ͦ̄̀҉͎̝̙̮̳͔͎͚R̖͔̘̫̞̝͚̼̤̺̯͕̦̾́̀ͪ͗̉̿̽͗̊̈̓̕͝.ͯͧͭͤ̄ͣ̉̍̚҉̶̵̨̰̬̙̰͖̭ ̴͓̗̹͙̦͐͗́ͨ͋́̚͢͞R̛̝̹͉͔̹͚͔̻̳̞̱͍͉̦̼͂̈́̓̅́ͬ͠E̷̝̠̯̟̫̱̰̗ͪ̿͒̂ͩͩͥ̔̾͂͛̉ͦ̚͘L̴̢͕̖̻̩̮̝̗̩̳͕̥̼̬̩̻̪̳̹͂̐̄ͧ͜O̧̥͇̯̝̲͚̫̩̥̳̩̹͓̥̗̻̦͑͛͆ͬ̒ͨ̇̔͛́̈͐̊̓̑̓́͘͝ͅA̴̡͔̳̹̦͌ͥ̔ͨͩͩD̎̈̌̓̓̔ͬ̔̓͠͞͏̟͔͎̮̜̫̯̩̘͔͍̠̖̮̬̦͉͝I̯͓̩̘͎̭̬̥̼̘̣̩͇͓̗͖̻̬̒̾͌ͮ́͟N̷̸̏ͩ̀͆ͭ̀ͦ̐͊ͫͦͤ̒̈̓̔͒͌ͬ͠͏͉͚̦̥Ģ̶̖̫̦͕̠͖͕̞̉ͫ̓̔ͨ͋͋̄̿ͭ͑ͯ̌̒̚̚͠͠.̻͔̲̼̞̜̝̊̈̈̅̆̇̆ͧͤ͆͂̃ͧ́͝ͅ ̡̞̫̗̘̃̓ͯ̔ͦ̿̚ͅĖ̷̢͕̝̥̦̻̘̹̱͚̗̲̱̌̈́́͢͜͜R̶̨̘͈̜͎̻̆́̈́ͫ͂̑̓ͯͦ̐̽̀͡R̶̷̴̢͉̦̪̪̥̖͉͖̠ͫ͋ͫ̔ͯ́̇̋̊ͣ̔̆̀͑̊̽̂O̶̧͔̗͍̲̖̦̣̫̖̳̬̜̼̣͌̔ͣͤͨ͗ͧ͛ͨ͜Ṟ̙̩͔͕̙̳̥̈́̉̄́̈̓͑̔̓̅̂ͩͬ̃́̚͡.̧̼̰͓͚͙͇͚̃ͮ̐ͬͥ̑͠ ̶̸̢͉̘͕̥̲͕̣͖͓͓ͪ̿̆ͭ̑̆̍͗̒̋ͣ̚͘R̵ͣͤ͌̑ͣ̚҉̧͙͚̯̟̪̬̭̳͉̦̠̘̼̜̀ͅĘ̡̻͔̬̯̰̹̱͕̘̘̤̘ͫ̀̓ͬ͐͐̓͟ͅL̵ͤ̏̒̾̐̀͂͐ͭ͋̈̆̏̽̆ͩ̚͏̪̦̻̳̲̺͠O̶̠̭̼͈̥̦͙̲ͦ͐ͣ̈ͥ͐́̈́ͭ̓̉͆̈́̏̔͋͌̀͡͠Áͪ̉̈͛̏ͦ̈ͩͣ͢҉̭̱̝̯̮̙͕͔̼̟͚̝͚͙̝̦̘͎ͅD̐͂͆̀͊҉̷̡̖͉̼̠̣̹̮̯͈̗̰̦̮̖͚Į̠̩̠͙̺̹̱̖̩̯̽̉͒̀͒ͣ̉̈̇N͑̀̒ͣ̎ͨͥ͑͏̕҉̩͍̠͎͔̞͓̮̠̱̪̹͈͎͝G̴̴͖̞̻̼̬̰̰̠̗̫̦͔̖̝̘̩̾͐ͨ̈́ͥͫ̓ͣ́͜͝.͒̑̇̐ͫ͒͐̊̀͋͑̎̑͂̄͗̇҉̥̱̟͖̙̫̦̻̘͇̻͎̘̯͇͕ ̸̯̫̯̬̘͙͖͉̮̘ͨ̒͆̍ͥͣ͜͜͡E̒̿͊ͬ̆̆̂̅͗͏̴̣̘̜̯̮̞̦R̴̴̶͚̖̝̜͚̤̘̹͙͙̺͋̇̃̀ͨ͊̂̌̓̿ͦ́̈́͞͞ͅͅR̷̵̡̲͎͙̼̞̤̫̍̉̿͊̌́̇̀̉ͩ̅ͥ̅̂͂̚͢O̵̵̵̭̩̱̞̤̻͈͕̙̭̰̪͚̹̙͛ͬ̃́ͯͭ̌ͬ̋͒ͣ̉̔̉͊̈́Ŗ̳̜̊̀̒͛̆ͤ̚̚͝ͅͅ.̧̧̱̯̣̯̼͖̥͚̭̙̲̏̉̑͆̃ͦͤͫ͌̅͘͢ ̵̥̲͙͇ͮ̀ͧͮͣͩ̔ͤ̋̄͜L̎ͪ̒̊̇͌͂̕͞͏̨̺̤̲̤͇͕͔͔̥̟͓̞͢O̴̢̨̫͖̤̺̺̮̦̯̪̳͕̼̻̺ͦ̒ͩ͂ͭͯͯ͂͆̇͂̾ͅC̖̣͎̬͔̰̣̖̩̲̯̓̐͋̔͗̌͆ͪ̐ͦͤ̆̉͛ͧͦ͊͘͜A̸̤͔̼̮̖̥͔͒́̎ͭ͋̓͞L̶̶̫͖̠̥͚̝ͨͭ̉͒̉̉̂̔ͮ̐̿͑ͅ ̶͙̼̥̼̪̪̹̙͇͖̟͖̙̜̻̺̫ͦ̾̑̉ͦ́͆̊ͤͬͨͅḐ͍̦̹̹͚̠͕̤͉̩̱̞̰͕͍̀̽͒ͣͨͨ̈ͫͦ̎͘͢͡ͅŲ̷̶̼͈̙̹̮̠̞̞͙̫̜̝̽̈́̂͑ͨ̚N̢͒̿͋̍̎̑̽͗̈ͫͣ̔̍͛̍͊ͭͭ҉̮͚̞͉͚͕͈͚͍͞G̢̢͉̞̟̯̫̼̼͓̘̬̹̘̙̝̰̱̟͋ͦ̓͐̐ͤ͛̄͑̓ͮ͆̚͜E̵͂̒ͤ͊͢҉̫̝̺͙̝̠͙̘̝͈̟̯͙͈͙ͅÒͣ͋̊̇̂ͧͬ̽̆̽ͩ̀̐̿ͩ̚͘͜͏̲̯̙̰̟̜͚̟̪͍̘̜̯̣ͅŇͧ̈́̔̓̈́͒ͪͦ̈͞҉͓̪͍̻̳̥ͅ 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System:Jason


By sheer force of will, he managed to pull himself away, but it was too late to stop the splitting, burning, twisting, non-euclidean pain. The moment he touched the core, he was assailed with yet another onslaught of information...

SCANNING. PROPER CLEARANCE RECOGNIZED. CONDITIONS MET: ABOVE LEVEL 5. LESS THAN THREE TRANSFORMATIONS. AT LEAST ONE TRANSFORMATION OR MATURATION. STATS MEET MINIMUM REQUIREMENTS.

DUNGEON NETWORK ACCESS GRANTED.

Name: The Otherworldly Cavern
Dungeon Level: Event Phenomenon
Theme: Natural Underground Environment. Corrupted. Vermin-class and Undead-class monsters.
Inhabitants:
_Natural: Dire Rats, Goblins, Wisps, Pixies, Slimes, Fanged Lizards, Ghosts, Zombies, Skeletons
_Native: Mage Slime, Pygmy Drake
_Unnatural_Non-native: U̢͙̞̯̺̪͓̥͎̯̟̝̫̱̺̣̜̩͔̍ͪ̓͌ͯ̑͂̎̕n̖͙̜̝͎̑ͬͮ͐͂́̚͟d̵̡̛͎̜͓̖̜̟̫̹̺̺̋ͭ̇ͤ̂̅ͮ͋̊̕͝i̛͒ͫ͑̌͛̈́̑́͛̆̓ͤͪ̎ͤ͏̷͡҉̠͔͔̟͇̝̣̤̪̯̱̣̱̠̰̫̬͖ͅn̒͐̾͐͡҉̸̥̝̘e̤̻̭͍͓̥͈̭̼̮͚̩̼̰͉͉͚͂ͥͤͩͦ́͂̔ͪ̊̄ͫ̇̚͡͞,͗͊͛͐̎͂̍̊̔̈́ͦ̈́̈҉̧͇͔͖̝͎̻̰͕̱̠̥̼̕ͅ ̛̫̠̜͖̩̬̹͓̫̝̻̙̭̱̗̠̮̙ͮ̎̒̂͒ͪ͋̽ͤ̏̊̽͑̓̓̀̕Ą̶̷͚̞̗̥̗͍̩̗͙̣͑̍̐̆̄͠n̷̴̠̪͕̹͇̥̬̂͒̌͐̏̓̏ͭ̇͒̆̃͠i̶̸͎̪̞̝͈͕̥̺̱̻̱̜̝̳̠ͬ͌͋͊̾̃̾̎́̇̐̆̑͊͌̂̀m̷̱̩̩͍̥͉̭̦̘̯͇͎̭̦̖̯̾̆̒̈̿̊́͌̒̈́̈́̓̈́ͣ͟͝aͥ͑ͣ̂ͮͯ̚̕҉̢͚͙̜̠̟͇͇̮̥̞͠t̶͙̹̺̤̹̰̹̠̰̘͓̞̖̯͚̲͑̓̈ͭ̌̆ͪͪ̏̏ͮ̓e̛̘͍͇̺̜͇̼͆̈͗͒ͦ̂̅͑̌ͦ͂ͧͤ̒ͨ̓̒͟͢͞d̛̜͖̦͚̩̠̪̗͎̳͗̈ͥ̆ͮ̓ͯ̚͞ ̧̃̓̅͐̃ͬ͊̂̋ͧͭ̔̂̐̊͆͏̸̛̙̲̰̙͎̮̯̩͖̙̰͇̩̝Ș̶̜̰̞̞̟͚̰̬̘̯̹͎͇͇̜͎̞͖̅͊ͩͦ́͘ẘ̢̖͙̳͈̗̣̫̬̳̞̖̟̱̼̬̬͈̜ͪ͊͑̽̈́̈̉ͭ̀̑̃́́͜͜ͅo̢̖̹̩͚̜̲̦̺͖̙͗̎̒̃ͦ̍̋̿ͣ͆̽ͧ̒̈ͬͧ͠ŗ̶̰̼͕̣͙̦̮̱̺̝̣͖̱̠ͪ͊ͬ̈́͐̉̍̏́͆̐̚̕d̜̱͔͍͈͈̤͎ͪͥ́̑ͬ͋̉́̀͋͑̿ͥ̽ͯ́͘͟

Boss: <Vacant>
SUB-BOSS POSITIONS UNAVAILABLE AT CURRENT DUNGEON LEVEL

YOU MEET THE REQUIREMENTS TO BECOME BOSS OF THIS DUNGEON.
Dungeon:Jason


On the verge of unconsciousness, Jason began to puddle on the floor of his cavern. Through this fog, however, one train of thought somehow, impossibly, managed to stay on the rails. This was his new home. He had been reborn here. This was his place. These creatures were his soldiers. Just like back home. He was a warlord. He could rule this place. He could make it right. Only him. Only him...He had to protect this place...he had to make this place better…

Slowly, Jason began to sink into a slumber.

NO. HE REFUSED to pass up such an opportunity. Summoning all of his will, he dragged himself back from the abyss; attempting to stitch his mind back together with psychic energy. Snapping back to a foggy reality, Jason threw himself against the core; clinging to it as tightly as he could.

"I ACCEPT CONTROL OF THIS DUNGEON!!!"




Mason Drake


@Rai@Jollan@Verticus@Brithwyr@RumikoOhara

"Dremmick my friend, your concern is appreciated... But I can hardly recall a time that I've ever quite felt this.... I n c r e d i b l e." Mason whispered to his ally before turning back to Lucius; the young seraph's voice brimming with excitement. "But of course sir." he began with a courteous bow, "Your faith in me will not be misplaced." As the noble and his accompanying knights rode away, the young knight breathed a sigh of relief-- a confrontation was the last thing this town needed. As Mason scanned the surrounding town, a frown crept across his face. It appeared that the town was still in danger; ironically from the very person that had come to heal it.

"I'll be right back-" Mason said as he spread his large, unmarred wings and took to the air. Gracefully, the young knight brought himself to a hover before Lady Ami, using his body in an attempt to shield the town from her intense light. "Lady Ami, I understand that you are angry about what has transpired... But please, calm yourself. Your light; that has done so much to heal this village, is on the verge of destroying it. I understand what it's like to have a hard time controlling your power, but these people have already lost so much, to take away their very homes would be cruelty of the worst kind." the boy solemnly pleaded as he shielded his eyes.

"If need be, I am prepared to help you suppress your overwhelming power to the best of my abilities."

@Jangel13 just to clarify; when I say shrine, I'm talking about the shrine Ren made. Not that mainstream church shrine.
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