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I am a Problematic Dungeon Master

In the year 2025, for unknown reasons, dungeons started appearing all around the world. Monsters started invading nearby cities and massacring the citizens. The world population was dropping by the millions each day. To fight against the monsters, the whole world decided unanimously to create genetically modified human beings called "Warriors" by injecting a serum they called "Elixir". Thus, started the counterattack of the human race. On a certain day 12 years after the start of dungeon appearance, while raiding the last and hardest dungeon in the world, an event occurred. After getting betrayed by his teammates, Warrior Ein was pushed down a bottomless pit just before facing the last boss as a sacrifice. Regret filling his heart, he cursed at his former teammates, swearing to take revenge against them before losing consciousness. However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself as a dungeon master in a new world. Since he will die if the dungeon gets conquered, he decided to protect his dungeon from invaders while searching for a way to return to Earth. Will he be able to return to Earth and enact his revenge?

SeraphWedd · Fantasia
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Let's Celebrate our Success!

That night, everyone who participated in the invasion was gathered inside the large hall on the first floor of the dungeon's castle. Not only them, but even Aurora and Veronica, some dwarves brought by Drake, and even a few slimes and wolves took part in the gathering.

It was a feast to celebrate the successful annexation of every other country on the same continent as them.

Food was prepared, focusing more on quality than quantity since most of the participants didn't really require food as sustenance. To be exact, only Nayta and Melina were different in that regard.

"Did everyone get a glass already?" Ein shouted as he slightly raised the wine bottle in his hand. "If yes, then it's time for a toast!"

He placed the bottle down and grabbed a tankard of wine... Yes. A tankard of wine. Why not beer or something harder? The reason he chose a mug of wine was a mystery that only he could answer.