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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?

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What Is This, A Boss Battle?!

As the fight went on, Ein was slowly reaching the point where he could dodge the attacks even before they were sent. Samael, in order to hit Ein properly, increased the range of the flames of his sword, scorching a wider area around it.

"Kuh!"

Each of Samael's swings was enough to crack the space before him. Furthermore, the flames that burned everything were raging wildly everywhere around him. It was getting harder to evade the attacks, making Ein's counters less frequent.

Taking advantage of a large horizontal swing sent by Samael, Ein blocked it with Gram and used the impact to gain distance. As soon as he did, he took a deep breath, revitalizing his body that was longing for air. However, instead of feeling refreshed, the air was singeing his throat.

Ein clicked his tongue as he felt that the battle was slowly tilting in Samel's favor.

"What now? Where's your earlier fervor, trash?!"