New Summon (1)

Arthur entered the hospital and headed towards his sister's department.

Hematology/Oncology department

"Hello sir, how can I help you?" a nurse asked him, as he entered the department.

"Hi, my sister is in room 24. I am here for the daily visit," He said, responding to her question.

"I see, let me know if you need any help." She nodded warmly, as she walked to do other things.

...

Entering his sister's room, he looked at her as she slept.

"She must be very fatigued," He thought, as he headed to the room's shower.

After showering, Arthur changed into new clothes and put the old ones into a bag.

"I can't throw these just yet, but I can still wash them and use them." He muttered.

As he sat on the chair next to her bed, he looked at her beautiful face as she slept soundly.

After watching her sleep for around twenty minutes, he realised that she probably wouldn't be awake any time soon.

So he decided to check if he was allowed to enter the game again.

After heading to the bathroom, he decided to enter the game.

[Do you wish to enter?]

[Yes/No]

"Yes."

Teleporting back, he realised that he wasn't in the same spot anymore.

"Nice!" 

"I broke the paradox," He said in an excited look, as he found himself in a new place.

He glanced to his side and found both of his summons waiting for him.

He then glanced at the large door in front of him, it excused a sense of mystery and power he couldn't quite place.

"This door... there is something terrifying behind it," He thought, as he glanced at the runes that filled the huge, ancient-looking door in front of him.

He then shifted his gaze to his summons.

"I just reached level 3, I can summon another one, but..." He muttered, "I will hold it for now, I can summon it inside anyway." 

As he approached the door, a new prompt appeared in front of him.

[You have reached Forsaken Legacy Realm's boss room.]

[Do you wish to enter?]

[Yes, No]

Glancing at the prompt in front of him, Arthur hesitated slightly.

"What happens if I press no?"

"Do I get teleported out of the dungeon? Will I lose the opportunity ?" He muttered out loud, mainly to himself.

 After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't press no.

'I can't lose out on this opportunity, this is my chance to be different,"

"I will take it, I can't risk being removed from this dungeon." 

He pressed, yes.

[Entering the boss's room.]

[The level of difficulty has increased from 'Normal' to 'Helldive']

"What the fuck!" Arthur swore as he was teleported into the boss's room.

His eyes widened as he took in the sight before him.

In the centre of the vast room, stood a throne.

The shadowed seat seemed almost to pulse with a presence of its own. The throne was grand yet haunting, crafted from an obsidian-like material that absorbed all light.

It was as though the throne itself told a story.

Upon the throne rested a skeleton, upright and with a presence that couldn't be ignored, its figure unnervingly still.

The bony hand rested on what remained of its cheek as if frozen in an eternal state of contemplation.

The skull tilted slightly to one side, empty eye sockets seeming to gaze out into the room as though seeing beyond the physical, peering into something.

Arthur's eyes scanned the room, and he couldn't suppress the creeping unease settling over him.

'How can something look so… alive yet dead at the same time?' he thought, his gaze lingering on the skeleton resting on the throne.

'How is it still sitting like that?' Arthur wondered, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck rise.

Arthur kept looking around the room, noticing the weird circular arrangement of candles lining the walls, each flame giving him the creeps.

'What kind of place is this?' he thought, his gaze snapping back to the throne. The skeleton hadn't moved, but it didn't need to. 

'Where is the boss?' He thought, as he glanced around the room one more time before it clicked.

Turning his head slowly to the skeleton in front of him, worrying that his thought might be correct.

And... it was.

The skeleton's expression which was unreadable, slowly formed into a creepy smile that made his heartbeat faster than a drum on a caravan day.

"No, no. There is no way, I'm fighting this thing. Plus, how the hell can a skeleton even smile." He said as he watched it slowly rise from its throne or what he thought it was.