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/
- Note from the Author
- Chapter 1: I'm a WHAAAT?!
- Chapter 2: My stats, my race, my... god?
- Chapter 3: Summoning a Holy Item!
- Chapter 4: Pervert-kun
- Chapter 5: Hi! My name is...
- Chapter 6: The free and the drunk!
- Chapter 7: Midnight massacre
- Chapter 8: My poor el'doraw...
- Chapter 9: How Nanya stole my el'doraw...
- Side Story: An embrace unlike any other
- Chapter 10: Illsyore's report
- Chapter 11: The "easy" way to build a gazebo
- Chapter 12_1: My questions and Nanya's answers
- Chapter 12_2: My questions and Nanya's answers
- Chapter 13: My first [Bond of Trust]
- Chapter 14: Muhahaha!
- Chapter 15_1: The wrong definition of 'Easy'
- Chapter 15_2: The wrong definition of 'Easy'
- Chapter 16: Nanya's secret!
- Chapter 17_1: Did I just enslave a royal princess?
- Chapter 17_2: Did I just enslave a royal princess?
- Chapter 18_1: Of monsters and Nanya's panties
- Chapter 18_2: Of monsters and Nanya's panties
- Chapter 19: The consequences of my actions...
- Chapter 20: The duel with a Godlike petite teacher
- Chapter 21: Ayuseya's fate and Illsyore's madness
- Update about the future of this story