It's wet and cold, the atmosphere is dark and gloomy, there's a faint smell of blood. The moss partially falling from the Brick walls. I take a step forward. “splash” as my foot sinks into something, I look down, my foot covered in blood and guts I look towards the floor as I discover a deceased body where I had just stepped. Its face concealed by the dirty water, I don't want to look at who's body I had just walked into, I take my following step. This time watching the floor making sure I don't walk into someone else. Walking down the dark hall, covered in glyphs and old runic wording, the kind you found in fictional novels. The old, yellowish brick falling from the wall, enveloping a room next door. The room bears a torch lit up on the wall lighting the room with a dim flame offering me a faint light. Finally able to see, I make my way through the wall and grab the torch. Utilizing it to light up my path. Walking past multiple bodies, which all of their heads have been ripped off or covered, almost as if intended to be unable to see. I continue down the hall for about 30 minutes. I continue seeing the same runes over and over again, unable to decipher them. I neglect them, about another 15-minutes go by and again nothing changes except the runes. They keep changing, some words turning into phrases and letters. “Hollow, fear, matter, time” these are words that appear repeatedly without stopping, again the runes turning into words. Different ones this time “pain, tears, ache” continuing to change. I stop and analyze the message, time and time again different runes turning into different words. Each wall is the same message with different words that have been deciphered. Each section of a wall has the same meaning, however the further you go down the hall the more words that have been deciphered. However, each wall deciphers various words. Each wall has about 3 - 5 different words that have been deciphered. Until I approach the end of the hall. At the end of the hall, the initial runic message that had been written is back to its primitive form. I begin taking notes on the final wall, replacing the runes with the words deciphered on the other sections of the wall until it is completely deciphered. I've been working on this for a few hours now, running back and forth not knowing how much time has passed. Trying to decipher the message as fast as possible. “Fear, Pain, help”, these three words are the ones that show up most frequently. “ Over and over again.” After many hours of work, non-stop, I finally finished the deciphering of the message.

“Since the first sunrise, our presence has persisted, enduring unfathomable tribulations daily, locked in a ceaseless battle against nameless gods. They dispatch mythical entities to annihilate us, to erase our existence from time and space, wielding powers beyond comprehension. Until one day, mercy found us, giving strength, and soon hope followed suit. Yet even amidst this newfound power, the familiar whisper of death lingered close, brushing against our ears. Since that day of hope amidst despair, this chosen power, your power, endures across generations. Time halts, replaying its cycle, staining the ground repeatedly with the blood of the chosen. Numerous bodies, identical souls; varied battles, yet the same outcome. If you read these words, you are the chosen. I have but one message: endure, etch your name into history. You may not be the first, but you wield the power to be the last. Below lies a number, a ticking countdown to our final chance, our ultimate life. If these words find you it signifies only one thing... You are the last line of defense... The final bearer of hope. Here is my message. Bearer of the final flame, may luck embrace your journey, for you stand as the last sentinel. Bearing the world's burden upon your shoulders. Embrace the echoes of the past, for within you lies an army, each soul within you a legendary hero, breaking the rules of space and time to fight once more. Help and free our world from this unbearable war, release us... your people from this gruesome war.”

Remaining attempts: 1

I am the last one remaining, before me is either the end or the beginning to a new world. Only time will tell which one I will bring to this world. 

It's been 12 hours since entering the dungeon and yet I'm untired. I stand in front of the deciphered message for a bit and think about what to do next. I have no idea what this message means, all I know is that if I die, the world ends. If I live, the world continues. I hear a whimpering noise coming from down the hall. I run towards it as fast as I can. Running past more and more bodies, the further I make it the more bodies I find, until the noise stops. I stand still without noticing the hall has changed from a small hollow pathway to a darker, wider, hole. I cannot see a single wall. Nothing but bodies around me, nothing but silence. I’ve had enough of these bodies. I go towards the closest body and reach down to pick him up as I graze him I fall to the ground, dazed, I pass out. I find myself in a different place, an altered world. Yet it feels so familiar, in front of me is the same body that was in the tunnel. With the exact same clothes he’s fighting, he’s considerably stronger than I am, Slashing and bashing against monsters I’ve never seen before. Butchering them endlessly, all by himself, he’s defeating monsters with ease. I can sense his strength through the waves caused from the after shock of his attacks. He’s getting fatigued, endlessly fighting he gets his head cut off from behind. As his head hits the floor I wake up. And find myself in the tunnel yet again, the body in front of me disappears. Confused, I discover another body, this time, a girl. I touch her, yet again, I fall to the ground in a daze. And wake up in an entirely separate world, this time instead of fighting multiple monsters there’s only one of them. Again stronger than me, she fights the monster in front of her with her overwhelming strength sending shockwaves knocking me back. However, despite her strength she gets slain mercilessly and I wake up. Same thing, her body disappears. I disturb another body, and another one, without stopping until all the bodies have disappeared. Every single person I touch is overwhelmingly strong with various abilities. Varying from super strength to extremely keen paranormal abilities, like controlling thunder and many other elements. But the sole thing I can't seem to wrap around my head. Why is it that these people are so strong yet still died? Over and over again. By witnessing these fights, I’ve grasped many things, like the most convenient way to slay certain monsters. Furthermore, I’ve in addition gathered that every single person I just watched die, decided on a similar goal. The same as mine, saving the world and timelines from the monsters coming out from the portals. However, even after having fought thousands and thousands of times they have up until now failed without stopping, in different timelines they have fallen. The same soul in various bodies with unique abilities, never repeating themselves, and yet they were incapable of achieving a thing with their overwhelming strength. At that same moment, I received a message composed in blue. “You are above all else, do not fail us, as you are the final chosen one, utilize your unique skill wisely. For not you shall regret it. You are far too weak at the moment, as a reward for your current bravery we have decided to give you an evolved skill. Its current rank shall not change however, do not worry, its potential is much stronger than any previous skill. Matter manipulation... It grants you the power to dominate over everything that contains a mass. You are able to control planets and even atoms, all that can be seen is in your hands. Do not fail.” As the voice leaves a wretched hole produced from dark matter is coming towards me, pushing and gathering everything in its path. Making its way in front of me, I stick my hand out as it jerks me in. I pass out from the pressure and wake up in a room, the walls plastered with torches lighting up the room. In the middle of the room, there is a timer, with a message below it.

5 hours and 59 minutes remaining

You have 6 hours, to learn and master your new power. If you would like you can use command “Open” doing so will reveal a setting which will allow you to summon monsters of your choice. If you die in this room. You die in the real world, however as a reward for your risk, if you slay the monsters in this room they will give 1.5 times the exp that you would receive in the real world. Your time starts now. Once the 6 hours go by you will be teleported to the real world. Good luck