That was the first thing I saw. I tried to get up, try being the operative word there. ‘oh, shit am I trapped under that crappy building!? Please, gods, don’t let me die in such a stupid way…’ at first I thought my lack of pain was a shock. After about half an hour of freaking out at the possibility of being crippled, I managed to calm down and take stock of my situation.
‘I can’t feel any of my body parts, I can’t see anyth- what the hell is that.’ In the corner of my vision, I could see a small blue thing that looked like a cross between a sunspot and a cockroach. As soon as I focused on it.
‘I didn’t realize text could be threatening.’ I began skimming the document.
It seems as the first thing that happens to me after reincarnating is I am pressed into a soul-destroying contract…
I reluctantly sign the obvious trap.
‘I just became a wage slave. Happy me’ I could physically feel how hard this will screw me over later. Whatever couldn’t have changed it.
As soon as that message flashed across my, vision? Mind's eye? Whatever, as soon as that message disappeared, I felt like I was hit by a bus! I mean we are talking full-on truck-Kun. After my wave of nausea passed I kept my eyes closed waiting to see what my new clearly heroic form will be after being isekai'd.
I feel wet, I slowly open my eyes and see… nothing? ‘please don’t let me be born blind, I’m not ready to be a blind senior!’ then I realized I didn’t have eyes to open. I tried to reach up to my face but I realized I can't move. This could only mean one thing… I AM A DUNGEON CORE! FUCK YEAH. Okay, I got to start planning out what elements I am going for, I think I should go for a mix of undead and holy to cover for each weakness.
Alright, I just need to wait for my helper. Please don’t be a fairy…
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Okay? Either I’m really far from anything else or nothing is coming… time to start experimenting!
The natural step is to find my mana. I think meditating is always good for that, bare minimum its good for the soul.
<<<<30 minutes later… I think…>>>>
Well it turns out I can't fall asleep but I can REALLY tired… didn’t find any mana either.
Okay next up let's see about finding a menu. Open, system, pause. Okay, that stopped being funny everyone knows that you have to say/think status.
Okay, a few things… what in the Sam fuck does it mean by my race being HOUSE?! What the hell are those stats, those classes!?! Why is my health so low? Why don’t I have any regen? Okay… okay… calm down. I’m so fucked… nine hells, what am I going to do with this shit…
Okay, I have one last hope. Maybe I can get some more info out of this crap…
I try to focus on the classes first.
Huh yeah, none of this helps. If anything it tells me I will be playing tower defense until I’m killed by magic termites. Yay me! Okay next the titles
Nothing new… nothing new… wait? What? I’m haunted too? What is this the grudge? Great, just wonderful, maybe this will keep the magic termites away for now. Okay, last chance please oh god let me at least have a chance!
Finally, something I can work with, this Spirits skill seems to be my only hope. Since I am a house maybe I can get healed by getting fixed, hopefully. Okay, let's go on ahead and try this.
I push my will in the general direction of the skill and it works. And I almost pass out.
A space in front of me starts glowing and the light slowly forms into a small pure white figure about six inches tall. I learned a few things from this, namely, I can see. As I get a glimpse around my surroundings, I feel nauseous. I’m surrounded by burned corpses it looks like there was a slaughter in here.
The small white figure opens its eyes and then blinks at its surroundings. Seemingly horrified, ‘I’m with you, little buddy!’
Thanks to the light he emits I realize I’m just in a basement, a basement full of corpses! They look old too... like they have been here for months. I feel another wave of nausea and tiredness wash over me then t goes black.
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‘HOW DARE IT! HOW DARE A MESS LIKE THIS EXIST!’ as the brave little house spirit flew into a burning righteous rage, it felt its creator’s attention fade from him. it immediately flew into action they tried to take the mess outside, but the way was blocked! How much more of a mess can there be!
the little spirit was astonished and horrified he immediately jumped into action hauling rubble across the room at lightning speed. After a few hours of clearing the way it came to the outside and what he saw horrified him. A sprawl of burned wood and collapsed timber spread before the little spirit.
The spirit realized what faced it was a task larger than itself. It decided that the best thing was to get started cleaning. So, it started hauling the trash from downstairs and moving it to the remnants of the fireplace. As it pulled stuff into the fireplace a blue flame formed on the refuse and dissolved the trash.
With each object consumed by the fire, small cracks sealed shut in the basement and wood started to regrow.