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…
An Overpowered Human with Friends
Third Person Point of View
Drake thought he knew what to expect when he arrived as reinforcements for another Dungeon being attacked by fanatics. What he didn't expect was the fervor the fanatics had when charging.
"KILL THEM ALL!!!"
"NO MERCY FOR THE NON-BELIEVEVRS!!!"
"FOR OUR LORD AND REDEEMER!!!"
One by one, droves of fanatical humans charged at the defense line, barely held by the defenders. It's been a week since their attack, and not once did they let up. Be it night, day. Hell, being outnumbered just made them incredibly eager to fight and die.
"This is not good."
The man beside Drake hummed with worry, his red eyes squinting against the charging horde of fanatical people.
"Your horn has anything to say?" Drake questioned with a straight face, his arms itching slightly at the incoming action.