MidReal Story

The Dungeon Core's Daughter

Anonymous

3d ago
Scenario:My name is Elora. To my small village, I’m just a peculiar orphan living on a farm between the village and the forest. Since childhood, I’ve had unusual dreams of a mysterious world filled with stone, iron, monsters, treasure, and magic. I sometimes sense the swirling mana in the air. Unbeknownst to anyone, even myself, I am the daughter of a Dungeon core and a top-level adventurer.
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My name is Elora. To my small village, I’m just a peculiar orphan living on a farm between the village and the forest. Since childhood, I’ve had unusual dreams of a mysterious world filled with stone, iron, monsters, treasure, and magic. I sometimes sense the swirling mana in the air. Unbeknownst to anyone, even myself, I am the daughter of a Dungeon core and a top-level adventurer.
My name is Elora.
To the people of my village, I am a peculiar orphan living on a farm between my village and the forest.
To myself, I am a curious dreamer.
Since I was a child, I have had the most magnificent dreams.
In these dreams, I find myself in a world filled with magic, monsters, and treasure.
Everything is made of stone and iron.
There are glowing mushrooms and waving banners.
There are also things that I can’t even describe.
I sense mana in the air, and sometimes I feel like I can reach out and touch it.
Even stranger, sometimes I sense it when I wake, particularly near the forest.
I have always felt an inexplicable connection to the forest.
Even when I was young and my parents would warn me to stay away from it, I felt drawn to it.
I never found out why they warned me of the forest, as they were adventurous types.
The Dungeon Core's Daughter