DC: The Sorcerer System Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Underdark


{{Congratulations, you have arrived at your destination}}



{{The User is too weak to enter the Nine Hells or the Abyss. User has been designated to the Underdark.}}



[Level: Upperdark]



Cold and dark, as the name sounded. That was what this place felt like. 



{{Shape Fire Locked}}



{{Aerial Travel Locked}}



{{Reflect Locked}}



All my skills from the other world were locked in this one and that was a bit troubling. The dangers were still unknown to me and the variables were countless.



<<Darkvision>>



The place was barely lit but the skill 'Darkvision' made it easier to travel. The skill was passive, allowing me to see in the dark without activating it on my own. 



"But this place sure is nasty." 



The smell was disgusting and the ceilings were covered in unknown substances that looked just as nasty as it smelled. 



But what exactly is this place? 



{{Underdark is a realm inhabited by drow, mind flayers, aboleth, and other strange and sinister creatures. User is advised to tread carefully.}}



Land of dangerous creatures, got it. 



But to me it's still a mystery as to why my level is one? Is it because tier six is considered base human? And humans are not allowed here? 



Something to think about. 



But with the steps I took, I felt the chill increase. Currently, the place I was in was narrow with a cool breeze blowing through it. 



"Must be an opening somewhere."



But as I walked, I heard some noises. Muffled cries that didn't sound human. They were animalistic and beastly. 



I carefully walked without making much noise, my senses tingling that something was present ahead. 



If it turned out to be something sinister, it would be an issue. My known offensive moves were locked and the ones I knew happened to be weaker than a fireball. 



I took quiet steps, each calculated enough to not slip or step over something. And as I marched forward, I saw a slight ray of light that seemed to have been coming from an opening. 



An exit. 



I had been sent into a one way cave. The way back was closed off. So going back wasn't an option. 



*Kreeee*



A screech and a presence that my senses picked up. It came just a few meters from where I stood.



"This is bad."



It meant there was a high probability of me having to fight. And I have barely walked into the dungeon world. 



{{Hostile Mob Detected}}



And there it was, barely a few feet away from me. 



A massive plant that looked like a human-sized mushroom with many large holes on it. It was disgusting and downright horrifying. At least horrifying to humans. 



[[Name: Shrieker]]



[[Type: Medium plant]]



[[Alignment: Unaligned]]



[[Armor Class: 5]]



[[Hit Points: 13]]



[[Speed: 0 ft.]]



[[STR: 1 (-5)]]



[[DEX: 1 (-5)]]



[[CON: 10 (+0)]]



[[INT: 1 (-5)]]



[[WIS: 3 (-4)]]



[[CHA: 1 (-5)]]



[[Condition Immunities: Blinded, Deafened, Frightened.]]



[[Senses: Blindsight 30 ft. (blind beyond this radius), Passive Perception 6]]



There were not one but four of these weird looking mushrooms. However they were pathetically weak. 



"13… That is pathetically weak."



It was tragic. My strength was at 11 and that was something which I didn't increase. 



"One spell and it's dead."



Should I try? Not that I cared for its life. It was a mob after all. They are meant to be used. 



"But what is armour class?"



{{Armour Class is a numeric representation of how hard you are to hit. Your attack speed needs to exceed the Armour Class to hit an enemy.}}



So basically evasion, kinda. 



But does it matter? No. 



It is a mushroom. And mushrooms can catch fire. 



Quietly moving towards them, I decided to test out my first cantrip. 



"Let's check it out."



<<Cantrip: Fire Bolt>>



A small bolt of fire shot towards the clusterfuck of a mushroom, hitting it and instantly igniting it and the area around it on fire. 



*Skreeeeeeeee*



It released a deafening screech, enough to make an average man's ear burst. 



However, I wasn't an ordinary man. 



*Skrrree*



[[Name: Shrieker]]


[[Hit Points: 5/13]]



{{Enemy inflicted with fire damage. -2 HP per minute.}}



[[Name: Shrieker]]


[[Hit Points: 3/13]]



You know the quickest way to increase a flame? Fan it!



<<Gust>>



The small flame turned massive, burning the mushroom to death.



{{Enemy Shrieker Defeated}}



{{Gained 38 EXP}}



{{Gained 30 CP}}



One down, three more to go. However, it was going to be far, far easier. 



*Kreee* *Skreeeee!* *Skreeee*



The three mushrooms screeched as loudly as they could but they seemed to lack any form of offence, making it extremely easy for me to defeat them. 



And so-



<<Gust>>



Taking advantage of the already existing fire, I spun it around to make the three mushroom monsters take on additional fire damage.



<<Fire Damage Inflicted on Enemy>>



<<Fire Damage Inflicted on Enemy>>



<<Fire Damage Inflicted on Enemy>>



All three of them took fire damage, making it easier for me to get rid of them. 



[[Name: Shrieker]]


[[Hit Points: 8/13]]



[[Name: Shrieker]]


[[Hit Points: 7/13]]



[[Name: Shrieker]]


[[Hit Points: 6/13]]



"And… die!"



<<Fire Bolt>>



The final firebolt did the job and got rid of the three screeching mushrooms.



{{Enemy Shrieker Defeated}}



{{Enemy Shrieker Defeated}}



{{Enemy Shrieker Defeated}}




{{Gained 114 EXP}}



{{Gained 90 CP}}




The place smelt of roasted mushroom, reducing the previous stench by a little. 



"Better than before thankfully."



It was way better than before as the area now smelt of food rather than the stench of a dumpster. 



"I do wonder if they taste like mushrooms?"



No.



Immediately getting rid of the thought, I decided to exit the cavern and enter the world. 



The world of Dungeons and Dragons. 



More specifically…



The Underdark.



…


…



[Nessus, The Ninth Realm of Hell]



"Never expected to receive a visit from the man I looked up to, your highness."



For many that would sound ridiculous, especially coming from a being who stood over thirteen feet tall. And especially when it was the ruler of the Nine Hells himself.



"Thuu-" 



Ignoring the king of hell, the handsome man in a suit spat the tea. 



"Your tea is still as dreadful as ever, Asmodeus. Even the tides of time couldn't change your horrendous skills."



Asmodeus was at a loss for words. He was the lord of hell, ruling from the deepest and most frightening part of it. Yet the man before him was unfazed. And why wouldn't he be, after all… 



He was Lucifer. 



"Forgive me, my lord." 



Lucifer laughed. "Don't be, old friend. Some things cannot be changed no matter what. Like Beelzebub's stinky breath, Mammon's abhorrent voice… and your cooking. However, I believe you know the reason for my visit."



"I do." Asmodeus answered. "I felt a presence from the Underdark that resembled you. However it's power was not even comparable to a fraction of what you exude."



Lucifer swirled the tea in the cup. "That's my son."



Asmodeus immediately paled. "That's not—"



"I know." Lucifer said. "It is the truth, you don't have to worry."



"So…"



"I want you to bless him."



Lucifer's comment made Asmodeus freeze. It was not always that the strongest devil asked a lower one to bless their child. 



"Pardon?" Asmodeus was certain that he misheard.



Lucifer smiled. "I want you to bless my son."


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[[A/N: CP stands for Copper Piece.]]







Shrieker