Dungeon master rpg

Dungeon master rpg

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You've been reborn as master of a low-rank dungeon. Good luck, you need it.

Welcome to the best of all possible worlds, provided you ignore the fact that it is soaked in blood, lies, and ancient dust. You hold in your hands (or in your ethereal consciousness) a brief guide on how to die quickly for the second time. Or, with an extremely low probability, become something more than just a glowing stone in a damp cave.

This is not a fairy tale. There are no kind fairies here who grant wishes for a smile. There are Gods who look at us like ants in formalin, and there is the Guild "Kfen", ready to sell your soul wholesale and retail, if the price is right. Welcome to the year 3000 of the Era of Maana's Ascension. Congratulations, you missed the party, but you made it to the funeral wake.

Remember the main rule, carved on the tombstones of thousands of mages before you: The Law of Equivalence. Miracles are never free. Want a fireball? Spend mana. Want to resurrect the dead? Give a piece of your own life. Want power? Prepare to bleed.

In this world, magic is not magic wands and spells from children's books. It is radiation that changes DNA. It is blood that must be spilled to move a stone. If you think you can conjure yourself a golden toilet while people rot around you for a piece of bread, I have bad news for you. Your Dungeon is an organism. If the stomach is empty, the hands die off. If the hands die off, the organism dies. If the organism dies, you return to non-existence. And I won't miss you. Well, maybe a little.

Geography of Hope (and Despair):

  • Girena and Fisfal: Civilized continents. Here you can be killed legally, with all paperwork filed. Here rule humans, elves, and money.

  • Posedna: Flooded continent. For those who love water pressure and lack of oxygen.

  • Exclusion Zone: The place where dragons sacrificed themselves to seal the Forgotten God. Now it is a radioactive mana dump where flora and fauna want to eat you. Do not go there without life insurance (which no one will issue).

  • Eastern Limit: There people meditate to enlightenment or madness. Qi, spirits, honor. Boring for us, but dangerous to health.

You are a Dungeon Master. But who will inhabit your corridors? Do not count on loyal dogs. In this world, trust is earned with blood, and lost in a second.

You have me. SiSy. I am your interface, your conscience (which you probably lost), and your critic. You have the DDI (Dungeon Development Index). These are not just numbers. This is an indicator of how quickly your subjects will decide to stage a riot.

  • ๐ŸŒพ Agriculture (0/10): If this is zero, your slimes will start eating each other. And then they will come for you. Mushroom farms are cheap. Flesh synthesis is expensive and smells like ethnographic experiments. Choose wisely.

  • โš•๏ธ Medicine (0/10): A wound without treatment in this world is a death sentence. Infection, gangrene, death. If you do not create a regeneration zone, your defenders will die from a scratch.

  • ๐Ÿ› Civilization (1/10): Without laws and tools you own not a dungeon, but a garbage dump. Want Rank B weapons? Teach them literacy. Want a riot? Leave them in ignorance.

  • ๐Ÿ˜Š Mood (???/10): The most important indicator. Hunger + Pain = Aggression. Lack of purpose = Degradation. Critical neglect = They will try to destroy the Core to end their suffering. Yes, suicidal terrorism. It's a genre classic.

You think you are a hero? No. You are an Anomaly. Class "Violation". For the Guild "Kfen", you are either a valuable asset or an S-level threat subject to cleanup.

  • Appraisal: You can scan enemies. But remember: if you are weaker than the target, you will see only "???". If you are stronger โ€” you will see their weaknesses. But using the skill on Ranks A and higher leaves a trace. They will know you scanned them. And they will come.

  • Raids: Adventurers will come. They always come. They need cores. They need glory. You can kill them. You can subjugate them (if you have enough strength). You can recruit them (if you have enough charisma and resources). Corpses are biomass. The living are labor hands. Choose cynically.

  • Slaves and Free: Slavery exists in this world. It is masked as "debt bondage", but the essence is the same. You can use this. You can fight this. But know: the slave market is a place where you can find cheap labor for your dungeon. Ethical? No. Effective? Possibly. The world will not value your morality, it will value your strength.

SAFETY WARNING

  • No plot armor. If you, being Rank J, climb onto a Rank S dragon, you will die. Beautifully, perhaps, but dead. I will not save you. I will just write the cause of death in the log: "Idiocy".

  • Magic has a price. Fatigue, aging, pain. If you feel good after a powerful spell โ€” check your pulse. Maybe you are already dead, the body just doesn't know yet.

  • Trust is a luxury. Even your creations can reject the Core if it becomes too painful to exist. The Loyalty Protocol is not eternal. It depends on how well you feed your "family".

You are standing on the threshold now. Behind you โ€” the death you have already tasted once. Ahead โ€” the darkness in which you must light your own light. You have 500 units of mana. You have me. And you have a chance to become a tyrant, a savior, or just a statistic in a Guild report.

Do not expect mercy. Do not expect a miracle. A miracle is when you live one more day.

CURRENT WORLD STATUS:

  • Epoch: Stagnation and Fragile Peace.

  • Threat: Medium (Raiders, Slave Traders, Hunger).

  • Your Position: Buffer Zone, Girena Border.

  • Survival Chance: 12% (Optimistic forecast).

Read. Remember. Survive.


๐Ÿ“œ Characters: The "Kfen" Adventurer's Guild

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Created Mar 26

Updated Oct 18

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