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-Core Evolution-

Cyrus is a man who lived a life of demise, cataclysm, and unhealing wounds surrounding him. Due to the treachery of trusted loved ones, death greeted him early. Unexpectedly his soul is pulled to partake in an event called DC BG (The Dungeon Core Battle Games). It's eternal death if he loses, and anyone that ever knew him will forget his existence. The winner will be granted any wish of their choosing. Not fully interested, he almost doesn't partake in the competition until he sees who's on the roster for the match. Cyrus's soul is inserted into a dungeon core to strengthen it for intruders and future battle games. Six color clans represent the rainbow, and a new color is added. Can you guess his?

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Micell Village

'Why does the dungeon love to interrupt me? Pics are you there?

[Yes, I was still trying to figure out the symbols on the monsters]

'Well, this should help. I don't think it's a coincidence that this message popped up right after I named them. I'm sure that the symbols are related to this.'

[Open your element page]

'Open Element 2'

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Element: Unknown??

•Skills: (Locked)

(Requirements: 1/3 are unlocked)

Limitations: (Locked)

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He sighs, 'It doesn't tell me what requirement I unlocked'

[It will have to be a mystery for now]

"Since I have nothing else to do I might as well take a nap. Tell me when something interesting happens"

[Affirmative]

...

"Quinn, what do you think these symbols mean?" Tyr sits down and hugs his knees

"I know that it's probably from his second element, but to know what it means is the hard part"

"It kind of reminds me of a summon circle... Do you think that's want it is??"

Quinn shakes his head "No, because why would a summon circle be on our body?"

"Hey" Diona walks up to them with Lou and Clovis What are you two talking about?"

"The symbols"

"Ah! I've been thinking... maybe its for the heart element!" Lou yells raising her finger in the air.

Tyr looks at his symbol. "I doubt that, plus why would it have a triangle on it?"

Lou shrugs "Extra design?"

He sighs, "Diona, what do you think?"

"Hmm, well..." She looks up to think and smiles, "I know that it's pretty powerful"

Tyr gasps, "Wait! You know what it does!?"

Lou slams her hands on the floor," No way tell us!"

Clovis scoots in closer to Diona, since he's curious as well.

Quinn rubs his chin," How did you find out?

"Yes I do, but i'm not going to tell you" she laughs. "Let's call it a psychic's intuition"

During their chat, a notification had shown its self in the dungeon.

[-We have a visitor-]

Tyr jumps up "I already call dibs!"

"D*mn it..." Lou had started to form her sword once she heard the message, but Tyr got to it first.

Once the barrier to the first floor opened, everyone's jaw dropped. A whole group of micells, around 30, had swarmed inside causing a ruckus. They're chanting something, but it's hard to hear when they're on the pillars.

Quinn laughs, "They look fed up as if we left the dungeon to go kill people"

"Right! They came to us" Lou nods

Diona looks over the pillar "This is quite surprising for the weakest race to do this. It seems like they think we took them and hid them somewhere, not killed them"

Tyr hits his fist in his palm and cracks his knuckles. "They're in for a surprise then... I needed a good stretch anyways."

He lightly jumps down in the middle of the arena and sneaks to the pillar close to the micells. While watching them, Tyr notices an old micell with light gray fur who seems to be the leader. "Why does he look so familiar?... Ah! Now I remember" He grins

The old micell raises his staff "What are we tired of?!"

"Our people being taken!" The rest shout

"When do we end it!"

"Now!"

"What are we tired of?

"Our people being taken!"

"Pineapples on pizza!"

"When do we en-... wait that's not how it goes! Who was that?" The old micell hits his staff on the ground.

Tyr comes out from hiding and leans on the pillar to face them directly. "Oops, did I say the wrong thing" he laughs.

"W-who are you?"

Tyr looks up and lays the back of his hand on his forehead "Ugh, too many questions... Please sir, no paparazzi! I've been so drained lately"

"I only asked one..."

"Zero is enough"

He clenches his fist,"Whatever! You must be one of the b*tches who took my son! Where is he?!"

"What was that?" Tyr cups his ears

The micell raises his voice a bit more "You must be one of the b*tches who took my son!"

Tyr zooms up in front of the micell making him jump. "Okay, now say that a little bit slower and with a bit more feeling"

His knees start to shake, "You...must be one of the b*tches-...."

He interrupts him and smiles "Yea, that's what I thought you said. " As Tyr's hands and feet start to glow, he was about hit the micell until he was interrupted.

"Leave him alone!" A black female micell steps towards him with a spear in her hand.

"Why?"

"B-because.."

'Looks like she didn't think that far' He sighs

"You should fight me instead!"

"Sure, after him"

"Wai-"

He quickly raises his right foot, smacking the old micell into the crystal wall before she could finish saying anything.

All of the micells in the room started to scream.

"How could you?!" She hollered

"Why are y'all screaming?" He puts one of his fingers into his ears. "What did y'all think was going to happen when you came here? Numbers don't mean anything if you're weak"

The black micell charges towards Tyr with her spear aiming for a high cut, but he evades her attack and kicks her to the side.

She flies to the other side of the room and spit up blood.

"Hey Lou!"

She looks over her pillar, "Yea"

"Wanna split the batch?" He grins

"Sure" She smirks and jumps down.

"Start over here with ms. hero" He points over to the black micell

"Alright, but I'm gonna get the most kills"

"Wanna bet?"

"Whoever loses has to do whatever the other person says for a month"

"Fine"

Before he fights anyone, Tyr walks over to the old micell who is getting physically weaker by the second.

"Hey, I feel kinda bad so i'll let you in on a secret.. You're son is dead, but don't worry because you'll seem him soon old man" He pats him on the head.

The old man's head droops down in misery and defeat.

He then turns around and puts his hands behind his head "All right! Who's ready for a massacre?!"

-THE NEXT DAY-

Cyrus wakes up feeling energized and excited for the day. 'Pics did anything happen last night?'

{About that....}

Pics didn't have to say anything because a message popped up answered his question

[Congratulations you core has leveled up to lvl 2!]

'Yes! What did y'all kill? Open Experience!'

***********

•Yesterday's Kills•

Exp Gained: 6,200

Micell -200 x 31

Dungeon Level 2

150/5000 (+4,650)

Core Level 1

New!! —> Core Level 2

950/1000 (+ 1,550)

New!! —> 2450/5000

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'What the h*ll happened last night?!'

Sorry! The chapter is a bit short today! I was busy today, but I wanted to upload so this is what I could do. I hope you like it <3

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