Monke and the Welcome Committee

My eyes were blinded as I felt myself being deconstructed and reconstructed in the span of just a second, but felt like fucking hours. Pain the likes of which I have never felt before assaulted every part of my being. My screams silent as my vocal cords were whisked away earlier than my time to process the entire thing.

And suddenly, the pain vanished, and what I saw next completely blew my mind.

"Welcome, Dungeon Masters, to the Decennial Dungeon Games!"

I had to squint my eyes due to how bright everything was. Gilded walls, white marble columns, floating sources of light, expensive looking furniture.

It was like I was invited into the realm of the Gods.

Everywhere I looked, everything was so perfect, that not all of the resources back on Earth and in this world combined could match even a sliver of percentage to make this area possible.

That's just how unrealistic and out of mortal hands it was.