Pitiful little creature.

In the beginning, there was nothing but darkness all around, no light to see, no sensation to feel, no air to breathe; just pure darkness.

But ever so slowly, the darkness turned into slight sensations, a pulse, a constant little pulse as its organs formed, it was painful, but what did this little unborn creature know of pain?

Overtime, those sensations became colours and vibrations, roars and humming sounds from every direction outside; and after an eternity of patience, its little legs began twitching, it could suddenly feel the warmth of the suffocating mould that had protected it for months, but something was different about this creature, before the womb of its shell was even cracked, a bright light appeared before its eyes, and words formed in its head.

[Congratulations on your successful reincarnation pitiful little one] the words announced, and it understood those words without issue or delay.

"Did I die?" It thought. "If I am reincarnated, then that means I have died, right... but then, why don't I remember anything at all?"

[You are a new lifeform, all past memories have been stripped away, forget the past and move on] the voice answered.

"You can hear my thoughts too... where am I?" It asked, "am I still a human... wait, what is a human?" It thought again.

[Human; the average existence and one of many other creatures created by the gods to populate the world and entertain them with praise and offerings]

"Am I also one of these creatures?"

[No, you are a mob, a nobody, a little monster designed to die a brutal death by the hands of stronger predators or rott away in a forgotten corner-]

"-I am a monster, what kind of monster am I?"

["Missions" has been updated; a quest has been issued.]

[Within the next 30 minutes you will suffocate and die unless you escape from your current confines, good luck.] The light disappeared, leaving the creature alone in darkness again.

"You're kidding me, I don't even know what I am!" It shrieked. "I'll die... I'll suffocate if I don't break free!" It started feeling the claustrophobia of being trapped inside a small space, it was curled on itself and barely able to move at all. "I feel... Fingers maybe, but they're not flexible at all, toes? No? Legs... Ugh, my neck hurts, what the hell am I, and what is this wiggling thing between my legs?!"

"How do I escape this...?" It paused in frustration.

"I got reincarnated, I haven't even seen the light of day yet, I don't want to die!"

[Then devour the world and all the light that it has birthed, plunge everything into chaos, and escape your fate] the words appeared in the little creature's head again.

"...Who are you, what does 'devour' mean?" It started struggling.

[All will be revealed in time, pitiful little one] the voice replied.

"Do I have a choice?" It asked.

[No, you have 25 minutes left before death.]

"Then...!" The little creature began stretching itself and moving around. "I'll do as you say!"

For several minutes the create struggled, pushing and stretching itself until its body was not even in the same position anymore, but it was pointless, the insides were filled with a strange substance and every time it opened its mouth it ended up swallowing some of it.

"I can't do it, this is pointless!" It screamed in its head, but unlike before, the words did not appear, there was silence in its mind while the outside seemed to be alive with noises.

[Five minutes until death]

"Do I die like this without every beginning to live, if I die here do I get another chance?"

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[If you die before true birth, you will vanish into the darkness and cease to exist.]

"!!" Something snapped within the creature's head, it didn't know what that meant but it sounded far worse than death, it became terrified and began flailing once more. "I can't die, I won't, I'll do whatever it takes, if I have to devour then I will, I will devour everything, I'll devour the world whole!" It opened its mouth wide and started swallowing the goop taking big gulps for several seconds before its eyes opened after being freed, and it saw a crack of white before it.

"I will escape, no matter what, I'll get out and live!!" It leaned against the opposite side and pressed it's legs against the crack pushing with all its strength and roaring a tiny squeak as its feet broke free and a gush of cold wind rushed in rejuvenating its strength as it dragged it's legs back inside and attacked again breaking the top off and squeaking to the dark skies above.

"I'll live, I'll fight, I'll... I will..."

"What the hell are you?" It saw a pair of glowing red eyes staring at it in the darkness, a small lizard-like creature had broken free and was just laying there staring at it after it had squeaked to the sky, the small lizard was on top of a broken egg across from itself, and then beyond that one several dozens more, and beyond those eggs were hundreds more, and thousands, as far as it could see in every direction there were nothing but eggs and lizards.

"No way..." It looked to the side. "No way!" Behind it still sticking inside of the goop in its own egg there was a tail, and it had small smooth scales, and a slender body, reptilian, it was the same species.

"Voice in my head, what is going on here?" It asked.

[Congratulations on breaking free of your shell pitiful little one, you have been reborn as a lowly dungeon crawler, from hence forth you will always be within reach of death, good luck!] The voice appeared before it in the form of actual words this time.

[Species: White-scaled lizard (the lowest level mob in any dungeon of monsters)

LV: 0

Hp: 2

Mp: 0

Int: 0

Skill: none]

[Choose a gender hatchling]

"Huh, I guess I'll be male...?"

[Accepted]

"Wait! This is ridiculous I don't understand what any of this means!" He squeaked. "Hey you, are you seeing this too?" He asked the little one next to him, but to his shock instead of words he just uttered a series of cute squeaks and shrieks at the fellow albino lizard and it sneered and hissed in return.

"Shit, I can't speak either, I'm a lowly lizard in a dungeon that can't even speak to save my own life!?"

[Your mother is approaching, survive the encounter: your reward is keeping your life, good luck, pitiful little one!]