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 Panik 2: Electric Boogaloo
"Dungeon Master Jionni."
"President Mason Downs."
I greeted the president of United States of America with a serious face. Both of us shook hands and sat directly opposite of each other in a spartan room.
"Now, before we get into the thick of things, can I ask why you didn't try to contact me using the tablet I gave you?" The question caused the president to sigh, making me curious as to why.
"Apologies, but the tablet was lost during the confusion in New York." President Mason leaned forward slightly. "You see, during the attack, I was visiting New York City due to some business I had to take care of."
The man looked incredibly downcast, his entire demeanor shifting into one a depressed man would have.
"I see. Then, let's continue." My words brought him out of his seemingly depressed state. "So, from the broadcast on the network, New York City was razed to the ground and was declared a No Man's Land by the government."