Chapter 2: My stats, my race, my... god?

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And there you have it, folks! I'm the core of a dungeon, an entity also known as Lord of the Dungeon, but my job isn't to manage a dungeon but a school and the countless noisy brats running around inside it... I can already feel a terrible unending headache just waiting to happen.

The guy said something about summoning things... Hm, I wonder what he meant by that and more importantly, what am I even supposed to do like this? I asked myself and curiously, I turned around.

Although I had no neck to speak of, I could easily turn my 'head' in the direction I desired by simply thinking about it. As I tried to look around the room in the hope of finding a mirror or some sort of reflective surface so maybe I can figure out how I looked like, I noticed that I could turn a full 360 degrees without a problem!

The place, unfortunately, was completely trashed. Where once stood a tall bookcase, now laid only a pile of broken pieces of wood with the body of a dead goblin cut in half on top of it. Next to the window was what I thought to have once been a desk, but it was now only a desk shaped charcoal as a result of a big fire. Hm, considering all the paper and scattered books around the place, I was surprised this whole room wasn't turned to ash. There were also a couple of tentacle looking things. They had spikes and suction cups on them like the tentacles of an octopus, but what would something like that be doing here, on dry land?

Sushi? I wondered.

It was then when I looked back at the creature on top of the destroyed bookcase.

A goblin? How do I know that? Is it because of my gaming experience? Well... technically speaking, a green looking, long eared, small humanoid with a club is usually depicted as a goblin in many stories. Urk... Guess I'm not in Kansas anymore... or anywhere else on Earth for that matter. I thought and let out a long sigh.

Looking around the trashed room, I began to ponder whether or not I could change the channel or have a better look at some of the surviving books scattered around the place. I couldn't recognize the letters, but I was curious about them. Maybe they had a map of the world or a picture with a hot naked elf chick! My hopes were on the latter option.

It was then that my vision detached itself from my 'body'. It was like looking around with a free camera in a game. It was amazing! But then I saw it: my body... It was a big floating green crystal sitting in the middle of the destroyed room.

"Guess I won't need to find an engagement ring anymore... but would 'that' even be possible like this? Meh... probably not. The 'advantages' of a reincarnation as a floating rock..." I said as I looked at the container of my soul and mind.

With a sigh, I continued to float around the room, but it was quite messy too.

I wonder if I can pick up anything? I thought as I remembered some interesting web novels I once read. In those stories, the main character could easily pick up things with his mind.

Without further ado, I approached a random book and concentrated. If I had a forehead, you could see the countless wrinkles forming as a result. The book didn't budge though. I sighed and gave up after the fifth try.

As I was staring at the book, I suddenly felt like I could separate it from everything else, like some sort of special item, but I didn't know what to do with it. Burning a hole into the floor with my stare didn't sound like a good idea, and I seriously doubted I could do it, so I switched my focus to something else.

Thinking about what I could do, the best thing for now was to wait for the geezers to return. Maybe they had an idea or some sort of instructions manual, The Dummy's Guide for being a Dungeon Lord, first edition.

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