1 CHAPTER ONE

"They are coming! Finally!"

A young man pacing before his throne in a large well-lit room. His skin was dull grey and his eyes were a deep crimson. His horns curled outward from the side of his forehead up to the back of his head with his spiky white hair. Regardless of his unusual look he was quite handsome especially with his overly extravagantly dazzling gold colored leather armor and pants with the red and black cape dragging against the floors, which suited him quite well.

He was the last boss of this whole 100-floor dungeon and this moment he was quite restless pacing back and forth. Why? Well if you listened close enough you would hear explosions of spells as well as battle cries. Finally, there were some adventurers coming to fight him. He hadn't had any ever since he beat the previous last boss to become the new last boss, and even that fight had been boring as fuck. He literally yelled at the old last boss just once for his HP to hit single digit.

He had been seriously shocked and perplexed at how weak the old boss was. He had heard so much and yet he was such a *sigh*.

Another loud bang brought him out of his thoughts as he again became excited. The past did not matter now because they were coming. Finally.

"How do I welcome them, maybe the superman pose?" Placing his arms on his waist he puffed out his chest all the while trying to look majestic and heroic.

"No no no that's just stupid." Abandoning the pose, he began pacing back and forth even more furiously.

"What about the 'oh you're here' pose." Lying on the ground supporting his head with his left as he kept staring at the door with half closed eyes.

The sounds were getting louder and closer indicating that the intruders were getting closer.

"That's even more stupid. You're just going to look stupid in front of the newcomers. Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!" grabbing onto his horns he pulled on them in frustration.

"I got it!" Smiling at his genius he disappeared completely from his location.

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After a gruesome fight and bloody fight, the group had finally made it to the last gate. The last boss of the hundredth level. Resting to the side the leader who was a fighter class looked at his team that he had gone through life and death situations with. They had battled from the first level all the way to the hundredth level and he was quite proud to say they stood as one of the most powerful groups in the land.

Thinking about finally killing the last boss and all the fame and glory it was going to bring and not to mention the gold and the women he was going to have; he let out a perverted smile as a trickle of blood came from his nose.

"Alright guys, how about we finish this. Glory and gold await us!" While wiping his nose the leader stood and spoke to his 5 companions. They all grinned and laughed, checking their gear, ready for the final battle.

In response to their enthusiasm, the leader pulled out a large golden sword ornamented with rubies. This was the indestructible demon slayer sword that he and his crew had saved and hungered from the 1st level to the 99th level to get for the final showdown with the last boss. Quite Honestly only those 'class AAA' and upwards had the luxury of having such a weapon. Not that it mattered now because after today they would all live better than those pompous pricks.

They readied themselves and pushed open the huge door where their futures awaited them.

Stepping through the doors they entered, they appeared to have come into an extremely large dimly lit room. The sides of the room had large blue drapes that hang on the walls. On the right side of the wall were rows and rows of armors of all kinds made with different metals. Some they had never even seen or heard of. On the left were different types of weapons made for every class imaginable ranging from maces to daggers to swords, you name it. And is that a demon slayer hanging up there? They were all lined up on display on the wall there.

At the end of the room was a large throne. On that throne sat their target. They walked closer with their guards up not letting a single movement escape their senses.

When they were hundred feet away the monster whose eyes were closed the entire time, as if in reaction to their presence finally opened them slowly. His crimson red eyes glowed in the dark as he exuded a monstrous aura. The monster stood from his throne as all the lights in the room lit as if to usher their sovereign.

"Welcome trespassers. I am Vin, master of this abode. Now, let us have a glorious battle!" He spoke in a commanding tone as he crossed his arms in front of him