I, after playing the new game I had bought, went to sleep. Before I knew it, I was in a cage. With enemies all around me, I used a strange skill and accidentally killed a dark god. This is the story of how I got dragged into becoming an unparalleled existence in a different world with my random power. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the images found in this fiction, and is purely for imagery purposes.

A slightly perverted, but rather average Romanian ends up dead after being shot in the back of his head while playing his favorite game. He is then reincarnated as the Dungeon Core installed in a Magic Academy. Now, his body is the building of the Magic Academy and his role is to maintain it as well as help the students with their studies while protecting them from various outside forces. Can he do it? With those starting stats, I would be surprised if he didn't... [Note: On my website, the story has reached and passed chapter 100.] Rated PG13 for gore, may contain mild adult situations. Original Posting website: http://thesylthorian.com/