Delta looked down at the floor just near the entrance. She tried to push down the red outline of the pitfall but it buzzed angry as it refused to form. Delta frowned and peered closely.
The soil floor had a slight white tinge to it. The sa feeling of the barrier that stopped Delta from going outside. It was a clear sign that whatever power that granted her these dungeon making skills, that they also prevented her from booby trapping the first step or ten into her dungeon.
That posed a problem.
“François? Can you leave the dungeon?” she asked the goblin in her core room. Fran, as she took to calling him, shook his head.
“I dungeon make. Can’t leave,” he answered then before Delta could ponder further, he pointed to Hob and Gob.
“Contracted. Lose power but gobs can leave for small while,” he scratched at his large green nose. Delta turned her attention to the two brothers.
“Great! Guys, I need you to go fetch sothing from outside, plants, insects, anything that’s got mana!” Delta directed and both of the goblins bowed, Hob falling over entirely before the scrambled up the tunnel and outside.
They both visibly shrank and looked tired but ran off with their new task.
Goblins weren’t cute but Delta liked their attitude. Sighing, she turned to the single long tunnel where one could easily see her core. Three problems jumped out of her.
A man with a gun or a bow and arrow or hell, even a fireball could snipe her from the entrance. Two, it was unprotected from any advancing lee fighters and three, she felt naked.
Like standing near a window with no clothes on. She had no choice, Delta needed to protect herself with space until she had more. She could stuff the tunnel filled with goblins but sothing told her that would only draw people faster…
Walking down, Delta stopped midway and tried to puzzle how she was going to plan this.
She had an… awareness of her entire dungeon, where everything was as well as whom. It was tiny and for the first ti, Delta felt a hint of sha on how basic her layout was. Was that a dungeon thing or just herself latching onto anything to get her mind off her current predicant?
She tried to close the tunnel leading to her core, cutting off any entrance to her core room but there was a resounding error in the response. Such a thing… wasn’t possible. Delta grabbed her head as she squeezed her eyes shut to endure the sudden headache. After a mont, it passed.
“That… sucked,” she said slowly as the pain ebbed away, slowly.
Lesson learned, they’re had to be a route to her core. This was so fundantal rule that Delta couldn’t ignore.
These rules were becoming annoying.
Rule 1: The entrance must be a safe zone of so kind.
Rule 2: The core must be reachable by all that enter.
Delta snarled at the iron rules that basically ant she couldn’t just hide and build up a sizeable power base. If soone ca, and they wiped her goblins, she was fucked.
No… she had options.
The idea just hit her.
Where was her dungeon exactly?
“Fran? Where are we?” she asked suddenly and Fran paused.
“Fran is new na?” it asked and Delta humd in agreent. The dungeon rumbled just a little and above the goblin’s head words appeared.
“Fran — Rare Goblin”
“Oh! Fran is nad!” he hollered and danced. Delta just gaped.
“What… but I already gave you a na before…” she argued weakly and Fran shook his head at your orb.
“Random na, not important. Fran is personal, it’s mine!” the goblin said with another dance. Delta peered at the title.
Rare huh? Like a mob that had a 1 in 10 chance of appearing? It… didn’t seem to cost her any mana so what was the drawback?
“So two questions, what does it an to be rare and where exactly is my dungeon?” Delta inquired politely.
Fran paused mid-jig.
“Rare ans special. Fran is first-floor special!” the goblin answered with a little pride in his voice. Then he scratched his head.
“Dungeon is… near forest. Hob and Gob said so,” he tried and Delta ntally drew little tree symbols on her ntal map.
Forest was good. So, mostly grass hills and a forest sowhere nearby. That ant plants, small animals and maybe so big animals!
If she just needed them to die in her dungeon to gain mana, she can move a lot quicker in getting her core sowhere safe.
Then she could figure out what it was going to an to exist as a dungeon core that lured people to their deaths.
For one, Delta didn’t want to simply be known as a murderhobo dungeon. She wanted a little more than that. A the or… sothing.
The useless planning for the future was nice, it let Delta’s mind wander as she stood in the middle of the tunnel and pushed with her power.
The soil in front of her just broke apart and vanished as it moved further down in a tunnel big enough for two n to stand side by side in.
It went so far and just stopped. Delta examined her map and wondered if she could curve tunnels…
Oh, she could. A little narrow near the curves but it worked out as she spent the last ten mana she had on connecting her new tunnel to the core room.
With little effort, she appeared in the main tunnel and with a little tremble, closed the space between her core room and the entrance.
It filled in without a problem. It took no mana to remove her spaces, to grow smaller...
The sight was beautiful, Delta grinned and the sudden tiredness was quickly making her eyes droop. Then Hob and Gob returned with both their hands full of a mushroom each. Four mushrooms. They looked at each other and seed puzzled by the lack of core room, but they suddenly bulged and grew back to their Delta-forms.
A tentative na. Naming things made her feel better. They rushed to the core room, and dropped the mushrooms at Delta’s earthy alter.
“Rooms!” they cried. The mushrooms hit her dungeon floor and were quickly turned into those odd motes.
They entered Delta’s mind, and the taste followed them.
Delta gagged.
She wanted to throw up, but she had no mouth.
So, she just tried to cough up the taste.
The frick was wrong with those things?!
“Most dangerous rooms! Nothing else want them!” Hob bragged. Gob nodded in agreent and dropped two more on the ground from a small fur pouch he had.
“N-no!” Delta begged but they were already dissolving.
The taste returned and Delta felt herself die a little. As she laid there, sobbing, the little mana bar in her nu shot up by six. One for each mushroom.
Then another bar appeared.
Dungeon points: 36
Dungeon points? Delta stood with a groan.
“Please… try to find sothing else,” she begged the two goblins. Hob and Gob took off with a bow, laughing with their ‘success’.
Delta opened a nu and frowned.
“What do I do with dungeon points?” she asked and there was no answer.
She fiddled with the nu for a mont.
With so close examination, she found sothing she hadn’t seen before. A little ‘ ’ symbol hidden near bottom of the main nu.
She touched it and winced as things appeared all over the nu.
Dungeon points: 36
Purchase Monster
Purchase Trap
Purchase Construction
Upgrade Monster
Upgrade Trap
Upgrade room
Delta blinked and clicked the first option. Purchase Monster.
Monster Purchase:
Goblin - Startermon Bat: 5 DPCommon Spider: 5 DPMushroom Spitter: 30 DP (Special requirent unlocked: Absorb a deadly poisonous mushroom)
Had she unlocked a monster? Delta thought about it. She didn’t see anything about humans, like the ones that had co before. Maybe there was so hidden clause to unlock more rare monsters?If she devoured rare stone, could she make golems? Make wolves if she killed so in her dungeon?
This opened a lot of options… Gob and Hob were amazing, they could farm her materials!
Delta flicked through the other nus quickly.
Construction Purchase:
Lair: 20 DP (one per level)Next Level - LockedBoss room: 40 DP (one per level)
Trap Purchase:
Sticky Floor Panel: 10 DPWeak Tripwire: 5 DPFalling Rock (Weak): 10 DP
Upgrade room and monster were greyed out for the mont. Delta could only assu she didn’t have the requirents to upgrade anything just yet.Her eyes lingered on the mushroom spitter… she had eaten that damn mushroom and it did say it was an earned monster…
That DP cost was pretty high but at this point, if she was going to be forced to eat more of those disgusting mushrooms, she deserved this,
She purchased the mushrooms, dropping her DP to 6.
Delta switched nus and saw her monster now had two options.
Goblin: 10 Mana
Mushroom Spitter: 13 Mana
Neat… now she just had to get enough mana to summon her new monster. Hopefully, Hob and Gob would be successful in finding sothing… that wasn’t… those mushrooms.---
Gob ran, he hollered as a pitchfork flew over his head and the pig in his hands squealed with terror.
Pink flabby at for the master!
Hob ran with his arms full of mushrooms, the master’s favourite!
She had gasped and was speechless when they had given them to her. She’d love more! The master just wanted side at to go with them!
But first, the silly mans were closing in and the dungeon was coming near…
Pigs for the master!
Hob found another ‘room and picked it up as he ran past.
More ‘rooms for the master!
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Spoiler: MAP
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