LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 5: The First Conquest
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"What about now?"
"Not even close."
"Now?"
"You just asked!"
"Well, how far away can the dungeon be?! My legs hurt! This is too much walking for a goddess!" Aphrodite whined.
"You're not even walking."
"My wings! My wings hurt! This is too much flying for a godd-"
"You're not flying either," Azuma deadpanned. The miniature goddess was lying on top of his head, her bimboy body pressing into him as she lazed around.
"I'm so booooooooooored! When are we gonna be there?" Aphrodite asked again, poking her finger into the top of Azuma's head.
"How long have we been walking?" Azuma simply asked Aphrodite.
"Um… a day?"
"And how far away is the dungeon?"
"...three days?"
"So, when are we gonna get there?"
"Two days!" Aphrodite answered proudly but deflated a second later.
"No. It's three days of walking. We still need to rest," Azuma shot her down.
"So… three more days?"
"Four more days," Azuma sighed, "It should be five, but we're walking pretty quick."
"Oh. Good job us!"
"Yeah… 'us'," Azuma nodded sarcastically. In reality, only he and Ravel were walking. The goddess of love had flown for about ten minutes before deciding that Azuma was a suitable ride.
"Can't you use some of the devil magic to get us there, Ravel?" Aphrodite asked, rolling over on Azuma's head to look at Ravel.
"No," Ravel shot her down, "Magic circles require for you to either have been at the place before or to have the exact magical signature. If I tried to guess it, we could end up inside a wall."
"Oh," Aphrodite nodded sagely, "That wouldn't be fun."
"Nope," Azuma agreed. The trio fell into a comfortable silence as they continued walking through the dark tunnel.
…
…for about one minute.
"Are we there yet?"
"Nope!"
"Are we close?"
"...This is gonna be a long day," Azuma sighed.
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An undisclosed amount of time later
"Are we there yet?"
"Yes, actually!"
"Really?!"
"No. It's only been five minutes."
"Fuck."
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Another undisclosed amount of time later
"Are we there now?"
"Yup! It's right up ahead!"
"Really?!"
"No, not really. It's been like half an hour. How did you fall for it again?"
"Fuck."
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A third undisclosed amount of time later
"...Are we there yet?"
"Yup."
"...Really?"
"Yup, for real this time."
"You're not lying?"
"Of course not."
"YAY!"
"I was lying. It's only been an hour."
"Fuck."
"The joke stops being funny after the third time, so don't fall for it again, okay?"
"I won't! You won't get me again!"
She did, in fact, fall for it again.
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A disclosed amount of time later (5 Days)
"...You're not gonna ask?"
"Nope! I know we're here because I can see the dungeon!" Aphrodite cheered, pointing up at the dungeon in front of them. True to her word, they were finally there.
"Honestly… it's kinda disappointing," Azuma deadpanned, staring up at the dungeon. When he had envisioned conquering a dungeon, he had pictured something dramatic. Taking on guards, scaling a castle, maybe sneaking in through a secret passage.
Instead, it was just… a cave. Like, a cave within a cave. The roof became slightly lower, and there was a small orc lying in front of it, completely asleep.
He didn't even look like a scary orc - instead of thick muscles, a stocky build, and a towering frame, he was just kind of… average. He had muscles, but they weren't particularly big. He wasn't tiny, but he wasn't huge either. Maybe around six-feet tall when standing.
He had green skin, sharp teeth, and was wearing nothing but a loin cloth over his privates. Next to him was a small wooden club. And, most importantly…
He's definitely stupid.
There was no clear sign that the orc was unintelligent, but Azuma could just feel it. As he stared at the orc sleeping, completely unaware of their arrival as drool dripped from his mouth, Azuma could tell there wasn't much inside of his head.
"Well, your dungeon is technically just a hole in the wall, Master." Ravel reasoned, also staring blankly at the napping orc.
"Yeah, but I just became a dungeon master. This guy's probably been around for years at least. He couldn't have at least decorated or somethin'?" Azuma sighed, "No defenses? Just a random orc as your frontline? And a sleeping one at that!"
Then, he turned his attention to the napping orc.
[F-Rank Orc]
"Hopefully this guy's not the master," Azuma hummed, walking towards the vulnerable orc. He had no problem with an easy conquest, but it would be a bit… anti-climatic if he traveled for nearly a week to stomp the shit out of a sleeping orc.
And, stomp the shit out of a sleeping orc he did.
"This'll be a good chance to see just how strong F-Rank monsters are," Azuma nodded, raising his foot upwards as he reached the orc. Then, he slammed it down, stomping harshly on the orc's neck. And…
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
It snapped, the orc rolling over as he was killed instantly.
Poor guy.
"...Am I strong, or are you just that weak?" Azuma asked, staring blankly at the new corpse at his feet. He hadn't even used his full force, and yet the orc had died from a simple stomp.
"A bit of both," Aphrodite supplied helpfully, "He was just an F-Rank, but you're also pretty powerful now."
"Yeah, Master! You're almost as strong as me already!" Ravel nodded supportingly. True to her words, Azuma had been abusing the 'training loophole' to become stronger. While they had been walking, he had pretty much nothing to do but train.
If tilting my head back and forth can be considered training.
Azuma had quickly realized that merely tilting his head to the side was considered 'dodging training,' which gave him AGI.
So, he might've been a bit over-leveled for this dungeon.
"Let's hope there's more to this," Azuma hummed, "Give us some light, Ravel."
"Yes, Master!" Ravel raised her hand, opening her palm and lighting a small flame on top of it. The flame shone outwards, lighting up the small cave as Azuma walked into it.
For a while, there was nothing. Like, seriously, nothing. Just a dark tunnel, with a short ceiling barely above their heads. Then, finally they reached something.
"The fuck?" Azuma muttered, staring at the sight in front of them.
Is this how the child coal miners from the 1800s lived?
Wall to wall were lines upon lines of Orcs, all sleeping as they barely had enough room. They leaned onto each other, their limbs crossing as they were smushed together. Around then, wooden clubs were thrown around haphazardly.
"Is this what they call a tutorial?" Azuma muttered, staring at the pile of sleeping orcs, which must've contained at least a hundred of them.
"Nope. I was the tutorial, remember?" Aphrodite said, poking her finger into his cheek.
"Well, I won't complain about free points. Ravel?" Azuma turned his head, his eyes locking with Ravel's as a small smirk appeared on his face.
"Yes, Master?" Ravel replied, her eyes staring into his.
"Burn 'em all."
"Yes, Master!"
Ravel didn't need to be told twice. She raised her palm, pointing at the small army of sleeping orcs. A small flame appeared on her hand. Then, that flame grew bigger. Then, even bigger.
Finally, Ravel thrust her hand forward, and a wave of fire washed into the cave. The sight that followed could only be referred to as a massacre.
Obviously, it's hard to sleep when you're being burned alive. The orc's night was cut short as they started to quickly push themselves to their feet, desperately swinging their limbs wildly as their loin clothes, wooden clubs, and, most importantly, their bodies were set alight.
Some of the orcs never even knew there were intruders - instead just desperately trying to stamp out the fire as they tumbled over each other, only making it worse until they slowly burned to a crisp.
A few, seemingly smarter, orcs spotted the cause of the fire. Unfortunately, they only did so after spending precious seconds rolling around in the building flame.
One orc turned to the trio, rushing forward as he tried to take down the intruders. However, before he reached them, the fire became too much. He stumbled forward, falling to his knees, then onto all fours, and then finally slumping on the ground at Azuma's feet.
"Is this how Napoleon felt?" Azuma hummed, staring down at the burning corpse. That orc wasn't the only one, as the sole orc at his feet soon became a pile as more and more identified the threat, but burned their life away before they reached him.
"Napoleon? I think I saw a movie about him!" Aphrodite nodded, "He was just a high schooler though. I don't think he burned any monsters alive?"
"Wrong Napoleon," Azuma deadpanned, the fire flickering in his eyes as he stared at the blaze. Then, he turned to the very important notifications all around him.
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Defeated!]
+2 Point!
+2 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Dea-
You get the idea.
Azuma hummed, his eyes hastily glancing over all the notifications. Then, he brought up his stats.
[Azuma Kaito]
[Dungeon Master]
Dungeon Rank: F (9,250 D-Value)
Level: 7 (2,295/2,500)
HP: 6,125/6,125
MP: 12,500/12.500
STR: 115
AGI: 105
END: 80
INT: 125
CHA: 5
LUK: 5
HPREG: 50
MPREG: 50
Abilities: [Time Dilation], [Health Container]
Dungeon Boosts: None
Points: 517
About 200 points, just from that?
"We should go dungeon conquering more often," Azuma nodded, raising his foot high as he stepped over an orc corpse and continued into the dark cave.
"I don't think they're usually this easy," Aphrodite deadpanned, following along as she flew over the mountain of corpses that were at Azuma's feet. Then, she stopped mid-air as she stared at the corpse-laden tunnel in front of them.
"Azummmmmaaaaa!" She whined, pointing forward, "Get rid of all those! They're gross!"
"They're dead bodies," Azuma deadpanned, "Of course they're gross."
"I don't wanna go near them! Get rid of them!" She complained again.
"They would hate you in 1700s France," Azuma hummed, continuing to carefully step through the bodies, "We just committed genocide, and you're complaining about how gross the bodies are? They'd cut off your head."
"But… they're gross…" Aphrodite sighed, but reluctantly followed Azuma and Ravel as they continued through the tunnel.
As Azuma continued through the tunnel, another notification appeared.
[WARNING] [You have entered an F-Rank Dungeon!]
"That wasn't the dungeon yet?" Azuma muttered. He had thought that the sole orc at the front of the cave was the frontline, but it seemed that this dungeon might be a bit more complicated than he thought.
"Stop," He said abruptly, holding his arm out to stop Ravel from taking a step.
"Stop?" She asked, looking up at him questioningly. In response, he slowly pushing his foot forward, leaning back as he did. A second later, the stone wall next to them burst open, rocks falling onto the ground as…
…nothing shot out.
Azuma stared blandly at what was obviously meant to be a trap. There was what looked to be a shittily made dispenser - held together literally by strings and dirt - and arrow tips that were partially jutting out, but had gotten stuck as they tried to exit their designated holes.
"Woah! How'd you know that was there, Azuma?!" Aphrodite cheered, staring at him with slight awe.
"I have eyes," Azuma deadpanned, pointing at the floor in front of them. There was a long piece of string, meant to be used as a tripwire, that was barely covered in a bit of dirt. It looked like it might've been hidden at some point, but after numerous times of being shifted around by people walking over it, it was pretty much displayed to the world.
"Oh," Aphrodite had the decency to blush, "Good eyes, Azuma!"
"...Thanks," Azuma deadpanned, "But, how the hell did this trap get so fucked up? If he bought it through the system, then it should've just come prepared, right?"
Azuma leaned forward, inspecting it more, and then blinked.
"Wait, how the hell did he buy a trap? I can't buy a trap!" He asked, looking back at Aphrodite, "There's no way this orc guy leveled up his dungeon and unlocked it, right? If he was out there conquering dungeons, then he wouldn't be an F-Rank shitter."
"Different races have different summons available at each level," Aphrodite explained, "You're a human Dungeon Master, which has never happened before… I think? So you have access to a bunch of different types of summons, but most dungeons are themed! This orc only has access to summoning orc-related minions, but there's only so many different variations of orcs, so he probably got some traps to make up for it!"
Azuma stared blankly at Aphrodite. She stared back, and then slowly looked away with a blush.
"W-What?"
"You just explained that… well. Like, how a normal person, with a functioning brain, would've explained it." Azuma deadpanned.
"I'm not that dumb! I can be smart!"
"Yeah, I guess you can," Azuma hummed, letting Aphrodite feel proud for a second as she puffed out her chest.
But, I still haven't forgotten about the 'Patience is a vitamin' thing.
"Keep your eyes peeled for traps, Ravel," Azuma ordered as they continued into the dungeon.
"Yes, Master!"
The trio continued into the tunnel, passing by a couple more poorly-made traps before they reached a crossroads. The path split in half - one tunnel leading to the left, and one to the right.
"How is this dungeon so big?" Azuma asked blandly, "Mine is just a room. Literally one room, and maybe the tunnel the goblins are digging."
"This orc probably used his points to expand it!" Aphrodite explained, her face scrunching up as she suddenly became wise again, "Using worker units is one method, but it's the slowest one. You can spend points to have the system clear out the area for you, and even build pre-determined rooms!"
"I can't do that," Azuma deadpanned.
"Well, you're a human. It's different for you!"
"...Does being a human suck?" Azuma asked dryly.
"No! You have access to every type of minion! And that's super duper extra good!" Aphrodite said quickly, "You have to be balanced out in someway! You'll probably be able to buy dungeon expansions when the dungeon levels up!"
"Yeah, yeah," Azuma hummed, "Which way should we go, Ravel?"
"Um… right is always right?" She asked hesitantly, and Azuma nodded in confirmation.
"Exactly! Good job, Ravel! You know me so well!" Azuma said, stepping forward.
"T-Thanks…" Ravel blushed, quickly following him.
The trio continued down the long tunnel for roughly a minute, and then it opened up again.
It opened up into a large room, and sitting in the middle of the room was a familiar sight. A light shined down upon the orc, as there was multiple glowy ores that were poorly jammed into the wall and ceiling, looking like they could fall out at any moment.
"Another orc," Azuma deadpanned. At least it was awake this time.
And, it actually looked a bit different than the previous orcs. This one was larger, to the point that his bald head was almost slamming into the stalactites hanging from the ceiling above, and was all around much larger. His muscles bulged as he stood in front of the trio, a massive wooden club resting in his palm.
"They gave this one steroids," Azuma said abruptly.
"No! He's just a different type of orc!" Aphrodite countered, pointing at the giant orc, "He probably cost more points!"
Azuma looked at the orc as a text box appeared above him.
[F-Rank Orc Giant]
"Definitely steroids," He nodded.
"Grah!" The orc shouted, spotting the trio as they stood at the edge of the open room. He lifted his wooden club in his hand, pointing it at them threateningly.
"Our first real battle!" Aphrodite cheered, holding up her fist as a determined look appeared on her face, "Alright! You're the melee damage dealer, Azuma! I'll play support and use my healing spells on you, and Ravel can stay in the back and-"
"Blow him up, Ravel," Azuma interrupted.
"Yes, Master!"
Ravel raised her palm, a burst of fire appearing around it a second later. She shoved her arm forward and the flame turned into a massive fireball.
"W-Wait!" Aphrodite shouted, blocking her eyes as the entire room was consumed in a massive blaze of fire.
Azuma could barely see anything with the giant miniature sun in front of him, but the orc's body was consumed into the giant fireball, and then was gone a second later.
[F-Rank Orc Giant Defeated!]
+50 Points!
+50 XP!
"Damn, he was like, what, 20 orcs in one?" Azuma hummed amusedly.
The dungeon master probably spent a lot of points on him. Poor guy.
"25, Master," Ravel corrected.
"Same thing. I failed geometry."
"...Geometry?" Ravel muttered, a confused look on her face.
"Nooooo!" Aphrodite whined, her shoulders slumping in disappointment as their opponent was blasted away in the blink of an eye.
"What are you upset about?" Azuma asked lazily, walking forward into the room as the fire died down, "He's gone."
"O-Our epic battle…" Aphrodite sighed, "How are you going to be an awesome dungeon master if you never fight, Azuma?! Fighting is where all the awesomeness points come from!"
"I can't fight," Azuma deadpanned, "Because a certain Goddess forgot how to level up the dungeon, so I didn't hire a trainer yet. All my training has consisted of me shaking my fist in the air like an old man."
"B-But…" Aphrodite looked at him with big pleading eyes.
"Why would I go make a fool of myself when I have Ravel here to deal with him?" Azuma asked incredulously, "That's the whole point of being the master! I get to sit on my ass and watch as my minions do the hard work! I'm living the American dream!"
"Am I a good minion, Master?"
"You're the best minion, Ravel."
Ravel blushed at his words, hiding her face in her palms as she quickly scurried ahead into the tunnel at the end of the open room.
"...what about me?" Aphrodite asked shyly, not meeting his eyes.
"Huh?"
"A-Am I a good minion?"
"Aph," Azuma looked over at her, brushing his finger under her miniature chin as he forced her to look at him. Her breath caught in her throat for a second, and their eyes locked.
"You're…" Azuma abruptly deadpanned, turning around and continuing to walk into the tunnel, "The worst minion I've ever seen."
"H-Hey! You…" Aphrodite trailed off, following after him with an annoyed look on her face.
The group walked into the tunnel at the end of the room, which quickly opened up into another large open room.
"Another solo orc? Is this like a boss rush?" Azuma asked blandly, staring at the new, strange-looking, orc in the next room.
[F-Rank Orc Warrior]
This Orc was big and bulky, just as every orc so far had been, but he looked more lean than muscular. He was also actually dressed - as in, he was wearing more than just a loincloth. He had a suit of chainmail armor covering his body, along with a sword sheath on his back.
"Hmmph. Challengers have arrived, huh?" The orc spoke, his eyes looking in disgust at Azuma and his group, "And humans no less. Disgusting."
"Eh? You can talk?" Azuma asked with a raised eyebrow, "Wait, but who are you calling disgusting? Have you seen yourself? Do they have mirrors down here?"
True to Azuma's words, despite the orcs lean and muscular body, his face was rather… unappealing. He had a huge nose, uneven eyes, and angular yellow teeth that stuck out even when his mouth was closed.
"I am a beautiful orc, given the position of General by the great master Orc!" The orc spat back, glaring at them, "You disgusting humans know nothing of beauty!"
"Look, man, you can call me disgusting all you want - I'm not into guys either," Azuma deadpanned, then gesturing to Ravel and Aphrodite, "But these two? They're smokin' hot babes."
"I-I'm a babe, Master?"
"Yup. A smokin' hot one."
"T-Thank you… hehe…"
"W-Wait, me too?" Aphrodite asked with a blush, "But you just said I was your worst minion!"
"Yup, definitely the worst," Azuma nodded, "But also the babe-est one."
"S-So forward…" Aphrodite blushed, looking away.
"You're the Goddess of Love. Stop blushing like an innocent schoolgirl," Azuma deadpanned.
"Q-Quit conversing in front of me, disgusting intruders!" The orc shouted again, reaching back and pulling a large broad sword out of his sheath, "In the name of the great master Orc, I will defeat you!"
"Ravel?"
"Yes, Master?"
"Burn him."
"Yes, Master!"
"W-Wait, no! This is our chance to have an awesome battle! Just because Ravel can defeat all your enemies doesn't mean she-"
[F-Rank Orc Warrior Defeated!]
+75 Points!
+50 XP!
"-has to…" Aphrodite trailed off, slumping over as she watched Ravel launch a fireball at the Orc warrior, which burnt him to a crisp in mere seconds.
"Damn, he gave us 75 points," Azuma hummed, "Nice guy. I almost feel bad about killing him in two seconds."
…
"Nah, I don't care," Azuma hummed again, walking past the smoldering corpse as he headed toward the tunnel at the end of the room.
"Good work, Master!" Ravel cheered, walking past the corpse with Azuma as Aphrodite floated dejectedly behind them.
"Good work me? I didn't do shit," Azuma raised an eyebrow at her.
"You ordered me to burn him, which was awesome! Good work, Master!" Ravel cheered again, and Azuma simply nodded. He wasn't one to argue with a cute girl praising him.
"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome, huh?" He hummed.
They continued into the next tunnel, once again walking for a few minutes before it opened up into a large open area again.
"Ok, this is starting to get ridiculous," Azuma deadpanned, staring at the two orcs standing in the middle of the room.
[F-Rank Orc Warrior]
[F-Rank Orc Warrior]
"At least there are two this time, but this damn orc couldn't think of anything a bit more interesting? Just a shit ton of orcs at the front, and then a higher-costing orc standing in a bunch of empty rooms?" Azuma sighed, waving his hand at the two orcs in front of them, "I guess he tried with the 'traps,' but he couldn't have at least put all the orcs together? If the other two from the other rooms were here too, then maybe they'd last more than a few seconds!"
"This is an F-Rank dungeon, Azuma," Aphrodite deadpanned, "It's meant to be easy - that's why only the three of us came, right?"
"Yeah, but…" Azuma sighed, slumping over, "I was hoping for more. That there would be an interesting gimmick or some shit, but… whatever. Just take them out, Ravel."
"Conversing so casually while in my presence?! How foolish!" One of the two orc warriors shouted, pointing his sword at the trio threateningly, "You will pay for this respect! I am the great Orc general, appointed by the Master Orc himself! I'll have your head on a- w-what is tha- AHHHHHH!"
[F-Rank Orc Warrior Defeated!]
+75 Points!
+50 XP!
[F-Rank Orc Warrior Defeated!]
+75 Points!
+50 XP!
"You interrupted his villain monologue," Azuma casually observed, watching as Ravel's massive fireball slammed into the duo of orcs and started to burn them alive.
"Should I have let him finish, Master?" Ravel looked up at him cutely, tilting her head at him.
"Nah, it was lame and cliche anyway." Azuma waved her off, feeling a sense of deja vu as he walked past the 5th pile of burning orc corpses that day.
Not that I'm complaining - I've gotten a pretty good amount of points already from this.
If an orc warrior was giving 75, the orc dungeon master should give at least double, right?
"We have to be nearing the dungeon core room soon, right?" Azuma muttered, walking into the same-looking tunnel at the end of the room. It seemed that the orc truly was stupid, as he had just spam-bought three of the same rooms, not developed them at all, and stuck a couple of high-cost orcs in them for defense.
As the trio continued into the tunnel, for the third time in the last ten minutes, there was finally a change of scenery.
"Master! You need to wake up! There are intruders!" A female voice screamed, rustling coming from ahead of them in the cave.
"...the guards will deal with it…" A deep sleepy voice responded.
"The guards are all dead!" The female voice shouted again, sounding panicked.
"... Gerald will deal with it…"
"Gerald's dead too!"
"...Garhulat?"
"Dead! They're all dead!"
"Even the twins?"
"They're not twins! They just look the same because they're the same class - but yes, also the twins! They're all dead!"
"...well… I guess we're fucked…"
"Don't say that! They'll be here any minute now! You need to go stop them!" The female voice shouted again.
"...I guess I'll try…"
"Why did I have to get summoned to this dungeon?! I'm gonna die! I don't wanna die! I'm too young and beautiful to die!" The female voice shouted again, starting to sound more and more panicked, "Why did I have to get summoned to this shitty dungeon?! I had so much promise! I was on my way to becoming a top-level officer! I was one mission away from being able to get my next two wings!"
Azuma rounded the corner that the voices were coming from, and was assaulted by another light. Just as with the previous large rooms, this room was illuminated by a couple of glowy ores haphazardly jammed into the walls.
In the center of the room was a large, uncomfortable looking, stone bed. It was more like a large slab of stone with a medium-sized rock that acted as a pillow.
Noticeably, that was the only thing in the large room, excluding the two living individuals.
Laying on the bed lazily was an orc, who was very… normal looking. Like, nothing set him apart from any of the orcs Azuma had seen previously.
Green skin. Sharp teeth. Decently sized muscles. A big nos-
"Wait! That's what sets him apart!" Azuma said abruptly, pointing dramatically at the orc, "His nose! It's huge! He's extra ugly!"
"...you're not wrong, but that's mean," Aphrodite frowned, but nodded at his words as she floated behind him.
True to Azuma's words, the orc was indeed 'extra ugly.' His nose was massive - and not in the typical 'my nose is slightly wide so I'm going to say it's big' way. No, his nose was thick, wide, and big in everyway.
"That's at least half his face," Azuma muttered, slightly amazed that it was possible to have such a big nose. If he had to estimate, at least half of the orc's ugly face was pure nose.
Azuma blinked as he pulled his gaze away from the amazingly ugly nose, finally taking in the other individual in the room.
What the hell is she doing here?
There was a small woman ranting next to the orc, pushing her small hands into his side as she shook him aggressively. She was short, petite, and had a black bow in her hair that branched out into two pony-tail tufts.
She was wearing what looked like a mixture of a maid's outfit and a gothic dress, as the black dress had a black bow on the front and flowed into a thick white skirt. It was also rather torn up, looking as if it had been through countless days of use.
Mittelt.
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