Moving Forward

The young man who fell into darkness felt confusion and fear wash over him. However, just as his eyes were getting used to the darkness, he noticed a small light illuminating his surroundings. The light was like fireflies flying in the darkness, providing a little hope in the midst of a gloomy situation.

With a heart still full of fear and confusion, the young man tried to get up from where he had fallen. He fumbled around, looking for something to hold on to. After several attempts, he finally managed to stand up straight, with shaking legs and a pounding heart.

 "Uwaaah!!"

The young man was shocked when his foot stepped on something chewy and viscous in the darkness. He felt a strange sensation under the soles of his feet, like something was sliding and moving by itself. Without getting a clear explanation from the sight, he groped around carefully, trying to understand what he had just experienced.

When his hand touched the springy object, he felt something slippery and the smell was very strong.

"Ughh… it smells so bad." The young man said these words while moving his hand away from his nose, feeling the foul and pungent smell. The unpleasant aroma crept into his sense of smell, making him feel uncomfortable and he wanted to immediately get away from the source of the smell.

Even though it was dark, the young man could clearly feel the scent. The foul smell may be a sign of the presence of something unpleasant nearby, or it may be part of an unclean environment nearby.

The young man was shocked when several lights flew towards him, illuminating the surroundings. In that faint light, he began to see that he was standing on top of a pile of dead monster carcasses. Even though it was dark, the light that came through brought a little clarity to the young courier boy, allowing him to see his surroundings better.

The pile of monster carcasses he was sitting on gave him an uneasy feeling. The rotten smell he had previously felt was even more intense here, filling the air with an unpleasant aroma. He looked around him with a mixed expression, trying to find a way out or at least a safer place.

"Ughh…"

The young man felt a sharp pain when he tried to feel his left arm. He realized that the arm felt abnormal, and that even the simplest movements caused sharp pain. Some pain also radiated from his ribs, making him feel discomfort every time he breathed.

In the darkness, which enveloped him, the young man realized that he could not remain in this state for too long. He needed to seek help, or at least a safer place to rest and recover. However, he realized that he was alone in the dark, with no idea where he was or how to get out.

In the darkness and uncertainty, the young man feels isolated and vulnerable. He realized that being in the depths of the dungeon without sufficient knowledge or protection was an extremely dangerous situation for him. Even though he had limited fighting skills, he knew that he would not be able to face monsters more powerful or complex than slimes.

Carefully, the young man tried to pay attention to every sound and movement around him, hoping to find clues that could help him find a way out. He knew that he had to remain alert and ready for whatever might be waiting for him in the dark.

However, as he looked further into his surroundings, he felt more and more trapped in darkness. Without light or clear guidance, he felt like he was stranded in an unknown world, where danger could appear from every corner.

"I-I have to get out of this place." He said while walking carefully.

As he was about to walk towards the light shining in the darkness he saw a large leather bag lying on the ground with the contents of the bag scattered around. This bag was the bag he always carried when he was a courier for any party that needed him. However, when he got closer to see more clearly, he saw that the old bag was torn and damaged.

"Thank you for being with me all this time."

The young man felt a little sad and disappointed looking at his worn leather bag which was damaged and torn. The bag has accompanied him on many adventures and helped him survive in various difficult situations.

However, it now appears the bag has reached the end of its life. Despite feeling lost, the young man knew that he could not stay in that place for long. He had to find a way to get out and continue his journey. Even though the bag was damaged, the items inside might still be useful to him. Carefully, he began to pick up items that could still be used, such as simple tools and bottles of healing potions.

After taking out a bottle of healing potion from the damaged bag, the young man opened the lid carefully. The dark green potion liquid was seen dripping from the small bottle. With hands shaking from the pain, he raised the bottle to his lips and took a quick sip of the healing potion.

A cool and refreshing sensation immediately overflowed from his throat when the potion entered his body. Even though it tasted a bit bitter, he felt warmth seep into every fiber of his muscles. The pain that had been so piercing and excruciating slowly subsided, replaced by a sense of relief that brought a little calm to him.

After his body recovered thanks to the healing potion he drank, the young man began to search through the items in the damaged bag. Carefully, he hoped to find equipment that could help him survive in this dark and dangerous dungeon.

Among the items scattered in the bag, the young man found a leather armor that seemed to belong to Kyle. Even though it was a bit worn, the armor still provided decent protection. Happily, he put them on, feeling safer with the added protection.

Apart from that, he also found a pair of sharp knives, probably belonging to the assassins in their party. The knives look like they are still in good condition and ready to be used for survival or fighting if necessary.

Apart from that, he found a waist bag which might have belonged to Verna. Even though it wasn't very big, the waist bag could be useful for storing small items he needed to survive in this dungeon. He decided to tie the bag around his waist, ensuring that important items were always within reach.

Lastly, among other items, he found several bottles of low-grade healing potions. Even though they weren't as powerful as intermediate or high level healing potions, these bottles could still help him in emergency situations. He kept the bottles in his waist bag, ready to use if he needed them later.

With the equipment he had found, the young man felt a little more prepared to face the challenges in this dungeon. Carefully, he continued his journey into the darkness, ready to face anything that might await him in this mysterious dungeon.