Blackened Droplets On A River Of Mist [A Dungeon Core story]

Note: This is just a way for me to preserve my ideas for another story. I just find it easier to do it this way rather than a long list of ideas.

Despite the synopsis, this is a pretty chill story.

*Note: No updates for a while, I'm sorting through the drafts and making changes. The story might not be the first chapter since I see now it is not a viable path, too many loose ends and uncontrollable variables.

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On a far land, there a legend rose. A realm that only appears under a dark rain. Fog covered is its world, and suffocating is its grasp.

An observer of another world he is, now an observer in this world he will be. A dungeon he carry, a dungeon where the mist live.

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What to expect of the MC.

-Mc is not a murder hole.

-He is pretty reasonable.

-He is kind, but he doesn't let people take advantage of him.

-He like interesting things.

-He was not a human, never a human, and will never ever be a human.

What to expect of the dungeon.

-No humanoid monsters.

-No monsters that are just humans in monster form.

-No monsters that are just glorified humans.

-No fan service monsters or r18 monsters.

-No slimes and goblins and kobolds, etc.