Dungeon of Pride, Laplace
Darkness reigned before the dawn of light... Who would have thought that his mundane life would take a chilling turn one day? Trapped in the monotony of his office existence, Simon suddenly finds himself thrust into an extraordinary realm beyond imagination. Death was merely the beginning... When Simon opened his eyes next, a fantastical landscape vastly different from his familiar office cubicle awaited him. A marvellous sight, a different world. The cruel life... Althaea, a realm of merciless brutality where the law of survival dictates: eat or be eaten, kill or be killed. Born not as a human... Simon emerges as a demon, a being shunned by humanity and embroiled in a relentless war between humans and demons. The Seraphims, protector of humanity, and the Demon lords who rule across all demonkind. Amidst all the chaos, he must navigate the treacherous hierarchy of demonkind as one of the lowest-ranking Demon Nobles. The unique power... The art of dungeon creation—a golden opportunity to ascend above the chaos and establish his dominion. With power comes adversaries... Now he must delve deeper, unveil its hidden powers and forge alliances that will dictate his fate. Fight rival demons, vengeful seraphims, and ancient evils who were up to no good. . Join Simon on his odyssey through a world teetering on the edge of destruction, where every step forward is fraught with danger and every decision could mean life or death. Will he rise to the challenge and defy the odds, or will he succumb to the unforgiving darkness that threatens to consume him? ----- Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can support me by helping me buy illustrations:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.
Chapter 78- Undercurrents (2)
The girl on the right had elf-like ears and short blonde hair, while the one on the left had cat-like ears and a furry tail, indicating that both of them were demi-humans. The Central continent was mostly populated by humans. However, there are still some clans and species of various races that can be found occasionally in the central continent.
At this moment, the hands of the man roamed freely around the bodies of the two girls, but it did not evoke any emotions from them as their eyes seem to be vacant and hollow. Just like lifeless dolls, they quietly sat beside him, the collars in their neck establish their identity as slaves.
The man fondling the bodies of the two women was none other than the lord of the mansion, Baron Morgress, and also the guild master of the Seven Swords.