[You have died]

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Drifting in a void, not going in any particular direction, absolutely still, but still moving forward. This was the state Victor found himself in. This feeling he remembered from when he first woke up in this dungeon, or something similar, he was having it all over again.

‘How did this happen?… How did my life become like this?… Ahh, yes. It all started on that day.’

There were times he had died, countless at this point to be exact, but even then he didn’t experience this.

‘If only I left then. If only I didn’t listen to her.’

‘If I had been just a little selfish.’

Victor continued drifting deeper and deeper into the void not being able to move or brig forthcoming thoughts, the only thing he felt was emptiness and penitence.

‘If only I didn’t listen to that bitch.. This has happened before. I wonder where I’m going now.’

A bright white light shown into his eyes from the endless void, and just then Victor could feel his body jerk a little before his eyes opened. _.

‘This…’

From what he could see, his hands were above his face in a crossed manner as though he was blocking something, ‘the light.’

[You died]

[You have been revived due to the effects of the dungeon]

[You have been revived in the first floor as it is your grounded floor]

“I died, huh?” Victor said while staring at the cave ceiling after bringing his hands down and just lying on the ground.

“It’s been a while. I’m back on the first floor huh?”

Victor wasting no much time got up from the ground and found a better place to sit himself. As this was the first floor, there was need not to worry about the monsters around.

“Now, let’s recap.”

Victor began by analyzing the entire fight he had with the drake on the last floor. No matter how he looked at it, the drake was just the best counter against him. The worst part was it’s ability to regenerate which was also way too strong for a drake to have. It was almost as if the drake was also the chimera.

“Is the creator of this dungeon a chimera loving person or something? Or is the problem coming from this world itself? Even the so called evolution system I received is ultimately a super chimera system.”

From what Victor could see, there was only one way to win against the drake, and for that to happen, he would have to take full advantage of each and every floor he enters now.

“Too bad zombies don’t have regenerative abilities.” Victor said as he stood up. The ability to function despite the missing body part is already a great one in on itself, so it didn’t matter.

After spending a little bit of his time planning his steps moving forward, Victor began by casting away his Fire-Imp form. Against such a monster, that form would be all too useless. He opened the system, and headed towards the evolution section.

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Evolution Material:

-Fiery Tailed Wolf – 1000

-Zombie – 15,000

-Dungeon Bat – 5000

-Dark Poisonous Spider – 200

-Giant Forest Snake – 200

-White Mountain Tiger – 500

-Grey Lycan – 4000

-Ghost Gecko – 2000

-Mantant – 10,000

-Minotuar – 1,000,000

-Fire-Imp – 2000

Red Back Salamander – 30,000

Poison Frog Colony – 8,000

Dark Incarpos – 10,000

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After careful consideration and philosophical thinking *not really* Victor was sure of the path he needed to take moving forward. The idea of creating a perfect being which he might have had before was completely stupid and archaic, or plainly, not the way he’s to go. There was reasoning when wanting to create or become the perfect being. It is the natural route any one would take if given the opportunity, after all whatever being created the universe must have been a perfect being.

It might be the natural path for any being to follow the way of perfection, but when we really think about it, even the perfect being that created the universe created it with immeasurable imperfection. Ultimately, there are two sides to a coin, and the side Victor had decided to take, was the latter.

Starting with the minotaur, Victor engaged the system to begin the construction of his second form after throwing away the current one he had. He already received all he could from it, and since whatever he gains remains even after discarding the form, he could do just that.

‘Whoever this system came from, they didn’t grant me it to become some perfect entity. I will make adequate use of it from now on.’

Beep Beep

[Starting creation process]

[You will lose consciousness during the creation process. Make sure you are in a favourable location]

[You will now lose consciousness as creation process begins]

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[Creation of new form Minotaur complete]

[Gained new skill Recovery]

[Received 10 stat points]

[Strength +10, Vitality +5]

[It will take 24hours to completely adjust to new form]

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Victor woke up in the body of a minotaur, and though he had gained the skill recovery, it didn’t help him much as he already had the undead body, but it was still pretty good when looking at some of its effects. One good thing came from the fact that his MP and HP would recover slowly now after being depleted. As for the effects of recovering from fatigue, Victor didn’t need it since he didn’t get tired to begin with.

Seeing this, Victor wasn’t entirely sure how the skill would work as it said recovering of HP was possible. It was possible for this to work by restoring his state back to how it was, or by recovering his HP, but the flesh wound would still need to be taken care of, and the state of the body would also affect the effects of the recovery skill.

To test this, Victor waited for some time, then changed back to his zombie form. Using his own finger, he made a small cut on his hand and watched it over time while carrying out other tasks. Just like he thought, the wound didn’t heal, meaning the skill didn’t affect his physical state, as in his actual body, just stats.

“A status effect skill.” Victor said. The small injury he caused himself was only a minor cut, so it didn’t bother him.

He continued on descending the dungeon floors once again, and while on the floors before the 40th one, he didn’t care much about those since there weren’t any monsters with skills worth noting, so he just browsed through each floor searching for any sign of abnormality like whether a monster like Arac or Konda will appear.

Though Victor found no abnormalities like he had hoped, he continued on to the next floors. It didn’t take long before he got to the floor where he found Arack and Konda the first time around, and this time he planned on eating them to gain evolution material and gain some skills after integrating a significant portion into his form.

Victor made sure to check every corner of the floor, but surprising enough he found nothing at all, not a single spider nor serpent.

“This is weird. I sure those guys were on this floor, but now I can’t find anything, and I didn’t find them in the upper floors either.

Victor wondered what was going on and why the monsters didn’t reappear after being killed, but after some minutes, he decided to move on. There was no reason to remain there guessing what he had no clue of, it was just pointless.

He had some theories that he thought were plausible on why the monsters didn’t respawn. The first was that those monsters were something of boss monsters and only appeared once, and after being killed didn’t respawn. That would be a good analogy, but then there was the fact that the adventurers he got information from didn’t mention these monsters, and in fact made the point that the dungeon was popular because the levels before the upper floors was so low.

The report they gave even though they were yet to even enter those floors as that was their first time there suggested that these floors had been explored prior by other teams, and those people didn’t find any strong monsters before the floors above 40. This fact was made accurate by the existence of the map device and the detailed information about what monsters dominated the floors and what their level range was.

Thinking about this and analyzing the whole thing, Victor couldn’t help but think of something sinister, that someone or something was really manipulating the dungeon, and that he was being targeted, but such a thought was a bit too much at the current moment.

“I might be thinking too far. Let’s forget about it and focus on what is before me right now, defeating that thing.” Victor said as he advanced to the next floor.