Dungeon Life - Chapter Two-Hundred Fifty-Three

When twenty-one-year-old horror novelist Arden Vale catches her boyfriend cheating with her sister Lira, she runs into the street and is killed by a mysterious bus. She awakens aboard Bus 000, trapped in The Deadline Game a deadly survival competition where 47 recently deceased souls must fight through seven nightmare stations for a chance at resurrection.Each station is based on Arden's own published horror novels, forcing her to survive the monsters she created. Partnered with Kael Draven, a dead soldier who looks exactly like the man she secretly loved and lost two years ago, Arden discovers she possesses The Codebook a mystical notebook where anything she writes becomes reality.But as players die and stations grow deadlier, Arden learns the horrifying truth: Kael isn't real he's a construct born from her guilt and grief. Her sister Lira orchestrated everything for revenge. And The Conductor running the Game is Arden herself from a future timeline, trapped in an endless loop of death and resurrection.To escape, Arden must sacrifice her memories, confront her darkest secrets, and make an impossible choice: rewrite reality and save Kael, or destroy the Game forever and condemn them both to oblivion.Some deadlines end in death. Hers became eternity.

-Daughter? Yes!-Multiple worlds? Yes!-Vast Lore? Yes!-Fastpace? Yes!...“You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero.” ~Probably Spark---------------------------------------Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines.In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat.Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength.Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly.And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?

Instead of causing chaos with my knowledge of the original work, I assisted the protagonist.

I successfully completed the story and now planned to retire and live peacefully.

However, it seems the protagonist still needs my help.

An academy professor? That’s nothing much.

But why is the state of the academy so strange?”

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.