Reject Humanity, Return to Monke
Ordinary day, ordinary life, that is until, I found myself getting stabbed to death by my fellow student for reasons unknown to me. Then some kind of holographic window prompting me to reincarnate appeared while I was busy drifting through the infinite darkness of the void. Of course, I pressed yes, it’s boring here, then found myself to be a dungeon master… As a fucking monkey no less…
Monke and Battle Royales (33)
Looking around the arena ground, I noticed that we were only a few dozen heads waiting for the rest of the Dungeon Masters to arrive. It seems that even the spectators above got tired of yelling and screaming about how their lords/masters/kings/queens/leaders would be the ones remaining to advance to the next event. Some others were worried about them, while others plainly wanted them out of the event so that they wouldn't die due to an accident.
Like the ogre I accidentally killed because he just wouldn't be knocked unconscious, but that's probably my fault since I refused to hit his head because there was a high chance I would've smashed his head instead of knocked him out.
So, we waited, my fat ass plopping on a couch that was big and comfortable enough to accommodate my fat ass.