Unknown Origin Dungeon

Chapter 04

The blonde-haired girl had a difficult time adjusting to her new school, the Daponia Academy. Everywhere she goes, she feels like she's under constant surveillance. The quicker she walked, the more she felt as though she was being watched by a mystery gaze. It seemed as though the blonde-haired girl had done something illegal. Her pulse was pounding. After being bullied by Sapphire and her crew, I was overcome with terror.

While everything had ended, her body was still trembling. Her teeth were continually rattling in her mouth. She couldn't look away from Joddie's eyes, which were flickering from side to side. Lens and pupil have been dilated to allow more light into the eye. She shivered, and the hair on her neck stood on end. Suddenly, the blonde-haired girl snatched a sip. As a result of her interaction with Joddie Sapphire and her pals, she has always been separated from others. The blonde-haired girl has always shielded herself with the greatest fortifications in her heart. It's hard to believe, yet choosing quiet is the key. To prevent causing any needless headaches. In addition, he tends to be distrustful of others. This is not an issue of whether or not they are friendly to the blonde girl.

Several students strolled by, their gaze fixed on the blonde-haired female. Looking at her eyes, she didn't pay attention to them. After they didn't say hello initially, she would not respond. It is evident by the pounding of the shoes. She tried to unwind but was unsuccessful. As soon as she arrived, she dashed to the girls' restroom. Open the door and enter the house. Keep an eye out for her when she enters her room via the closet. Closing the door while securing the door in place. Her legs are flexed in a fist-like position. Slowly inhale and exhale. Slowly, her gaze scanned the room. To the left from the right. Trying to pay attention to any noises that may be coming from the bathroom.

The blonde-haired girl was startled when she heard the door open. She steps into a bathroom sink. The blonde-haired girl assumed that the person was staring at a rectangle mirror in the bathroom. When I raised the lever, the water gushed out almost instantly. He cleansed the palms of his hands. Rub-rub till the base of the palm of her hand is clean. As a result, the sink was lowered. a leaking faucet's sound Take a tissue and wipe it clean beside the sink. After that, she disposed of it. Make your way out of here. The sound of dishes smashing could be heard in the bathroom just before she reached for the doorknob.

One of the females called out, "Hello?"

She walked a little at a time. The sound of plates slamming together in a flurry of activity. Such a piercing roar in the ears. Her hands drew closer to the source of the commotion as she listened. The girl walked cautiously toward a door on the left. A blonde-haired female exited the restroom when the door was slammed shut, To begin, move the door forward as far as it will go. Taking another girl's hand as she exited the stall.

"Wait for a second—"

"Get out of here!'"

Again, the sound of a third plate cracking was audible. It was the figure of an astral entity that peered through the walls of the ladies' restroom this time, and it was terrifying. This time around, the monster was not in human shape. Without the ability to see, hear, smell, or speak. Flashes of white light illuminated her skin. Like a ghostly apparition.

When the blonde-haired girl hugged a fellow female, she felt a strange feeling. A feeling that can't be put into words. She can feel her heart racing. Excessive exertion triggered an increase in her heart rate. For a blonde-haired girl, it had been a long time since she had had an exciting encounter. Smiling broadly, she emerged from the women's restroom, her spirits lifted. The blonde-haired girl paused for a moment, her face expressionless. Both legs were flexed inward. Her thigh was brushed by hers. Shaking one of the fingers on the right. The blonde-haired girl catches her eye.

"What just happened?" he said, attempting to regain his composure.

"I'm stumped." However, the shattered plate serves as a reminder."

Then he inquired, "Marker?"

As an indication of trouble at this school. It's a matter of time until we find out, said the blonde-haired girl.

"Wait! Did you use the word 'we'? "Are you out of your mind, Miss—" the blonde-haired girl stopped her off in the middle of his sentence.

It seems that the girl has her nose buried in a book. She returned her gaze. There was, however, no one else in sight. It just had a strange odor. Stab the nose with a needle. The blonde had been careful up to this point. As he surveyed the landscape, her expression tightened.

“Tiecia… Tycia Kydwelly... That's my name," the blonde-haired girl said.

The girl he had rescued drew a piece of paper to her back and threw it away. Tiecia took it up in a flash, unwittingly. Her writing was the only thing she was focusing on. In the Epuni language, it has a connotation that translates to "poor or impoverished." Growing frustrated that he couldn't persuade people that he had accomplished anything remarkable. Roughly exhaled breath.

"What are you doing in the restroom all by yourself?" she asks. Tiecia inquired.

"I'm sorry, but—"

In a split second, Tiecia heard a breaking sound. Astral creatures immediately twist the neck. You'll be in awe of this.

~o0o~

Crows squawking in unison, one after the other. While unconscious awakens Isaac. His eyes opened sluggishly. It was only when he gazed up at the fireplace that his neck began to jerk. Perched on top of the fort were a group of crows. Incessantly yelling. Mysterious flickering in the eyes of Issac. Take a quick look around. The absence of sound creates an impression of stillness. Isaac had found his way to this location. It was with his right arm that he brushed his eyes. When he saw a young guy his age. He seemed to be moving some wooden branches in the center of the room. The wood he was carrying into the fireplace kept moving forward. Fireworks flew. A loud sound is made.

The young guy wore a black robe with a pointed cap that fanned out. Pirate-like in many ways. Isaac caught his attention with a curious look in his eyes. She kept her gaze on him for longer. Those who were being watched by him felt threatened. Using a piece of wood, insert it into the end. Look behind you as you reinstall it.

"You appear to have survived the Bulprogi strike," he remarked.

"You're welcome?"

"Wait! I said what are you doing? After all, I didn't do anything for you," said the young man in a pointy-hat when Isaac thanked him.

Isaac growled, "It's up to you," and walked away.

They didn't speak to one other at all. Issac noticed a young guy with a hat with a pointed brim reach inside his backpack. Rusty yellow hue in a tattered condition. The bag's form resembles a sling bag. Medications, including herbal medicines, are included in this product. A dark shabby fabric and an alcoholic beverage in a bottle. As soon as it is thrown in the right direction, the bomb explodes and the fire quickly spreads around the region. The problem is that it lasts just a few seconds. This isn't going to last for long. Even so, its reach is extensive. Rather than throw it away due to its broad usage.

Issac's gaze remained fixed on the Molotov cocktails while he waited. He gently placed his hand on the container carrying the deadly explosion. But the young guy turned his body to the right. His torso tensed, and he shook his head. The teenager with the pointed hat should be more watchful. Hands dropped, Isaac sat back. Fill a wooden skewer with a variety of delicacies. A fish that he had caught. His teeth were gnawed to the bone. As long as there weren't any large bones in it, he went nibbled them down right quick.

"I'm sure you're hungry, aren't you?"

"Ask yourself this question."

"Do you think I'm wrong?" the young guy with the pointed hat said.

He didn't respond at all. His gaze remained fixed on the roaring fire. The timber within was displaced by the silver-haired adolescent. The flames became larger and larger. Warm after being drenched by the rain.

As soon as he gave it more consideration, Issac understood something was off for the first time. In the distance, he could hear the pounding of raindrops on the ground. Both of his eyes began to twitch at the same time. Looking up toward the ceiling of a room. The location he was familiar with was a complete surprise.

The house was littered with dust and cobwebs. Everywhere you look, you'll find a spider hunched over and working on its web. Books in an untidy condition are the only thing that makes this stopover location unique Issac can no longer relate to others. Leaving a dead object lying about is the same as allowing a robber to make off with your possessions. Assuming it was cursed, Isaac couldn't hold it against the place.

"Humans are never pleased with their lives."

"Are you referring to your own experiences?"

From the remarks of the kid with the pointed hat, a nod. Isaac's hands were placed against the blazing coals. His gaze remained fixated on the doorway to the chamber. Only one door may be found on the left. Because a piece of wood was displaced, the door was locked.

"Who's this?"

Isaac frowned as he heard Isaac's question.

"Generally speaking, someone who comes to this place for the first time would be perplexed as to how to go away. So do pupils. "

Isaac responded, "You know a lot about this location."

"Reynold Ellis. You?"

"Issac. "Issac Garretwards," he said with a kind handshake.

Reynold, a young guy with a pointed hat, accepted the job from Isaac. The two of them shook hands for a few seconds before they parted ways. Until one of the parties loosened their hold. Isaac, it seems, was the first to relinquish control. astonishment at the heights of a room

"What's this place about?"

"Aeckland's Stronghold. Castle protection against Dark Sideth assaults, or anything along those lines. A creature that has consumed all life on the Earth. Until now, no one knows what it looks like or why it shows up."

'Til now?' Issac was astounded by Reynold's answer.

But the pointy hat youngster had a point. His eyes were drawn to the scarf that was thrown over his neck. His lips had been licked by the tongue. While drying, turn it clockwise. Isaac had a question in mind. However, he backed out of the plan since the timing wasn't perfect.

By the way, how did you come about this location?." "Did you just walk across the line? "

I guess that this is where we're at right now. "So what?"

'Unknown Origin' is the name of the dungeon's origin. "It's a destination for folks who want to die sadly," Reynolds said.

"Suicide? "I hadn't even considered that."

"It's true for the majority of individuals. However, for those of us who are considered Outcasts, it is a blessing we should be thankful for. "Even Ila, the Goddess of Love, is concerned about us."

God Ila, you've done it again. Ishmael groaned in his head. She didn't hold him responsible for his misfortune. Even yet, Issac had no desire to stay in this location. His limbs were attempting to lift him to his feet.

Unknown Origin should not be associated with schools, in any way, shape, or form. It's too dangerous. Not to add, every dungeon in the game will be randomly rearranged. For example, are you going to be placed in a tomb or a castle defense, or a fort? "Until today, no one had any idea what Unknown Origin was like," Reynold said excitedly.

"Does any Kingdom or Empire have any knowledge of this location?"

"No. It would be catastrophic if they found out. Certain persons and those who have a steel mindset are allowed to go there. Our lives don't matter, as long as we can maintain our sanity."

Isaac grumbled for a long time. He rubbed his chin while admiring Reynold's attire. For whatever reason, it doesn't represent how he feels about himself as a student in general. From head to toe covered with dirt or remnants of the earth that had been walked on. In addition, the clothing is made from a mixture of animal excrement. To avoid getting too close to him, Issac covered his nose. His legs move rearward in tandem with the movement of his thighs. Palms are grown again. Feel like it's time to get warmed up now.

The young man with grey hair removed his uniform. Fear of acquiring flu or other respiratory illness. After that, he removed it and dried it by the fireplace. As Reynold clenched his fists, his brows arched. Angry, his nose snorted. Throw Isaac a warm blanket. Silver-haired youngster noticed the fragrance on the blanket he was wrapped in and decided to investigate more. There is an odiferous odor in the air. The blanket's surface was rough and darkened. Was surprised that Reynold kept anything so stinky.

Reynold mumbled, "Don't whine too much."

You moron, you're the only one complaining, Isaac fumed. In response, his fingers gently caressed his chin. " Is there a way out of this situation? It's easy to get lost in this environment for a first-timer like myself."

Wryly laughing, Reynold wriggled one hand and waved the other. His lips swung to the left, and he clicked his tongue in response. His index finger tapped the left side of the nose with the tip of his middle finger. Just a few millimeters from the optic nerve. The trembling of the left arm was unexpected. It had been a long time since I'd had a strange sensation in my body. She smiled as she peeled out the black bandage with a wry grin. Reynolds took his time with it. His gaze remained fixed on the bandage for a long time. Rotated in a spiral motion. Intense blinking of the eyes followed with breath irregularities. That Isaac, a teenager with whom he was infatuated, would keep away from him