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The Dungeon Core devoured me! I was about to completely absorb his powers but then… he just gulped me down into his Dungeon Core before I could even do anything. And then I found myself within a completely white space. In there, the Dungeon Core's soul was present, a mass of endless darkness and shadows. But even if I knew who he was, I still didn't knew why he was doing this, or what were his intentions, so I decided to speak, even if a little.
"Who are you really?" I wondered.
"…I am a Dungeon Core." He said in silence. "My purpose is to expand, conquer, and devour… I must thrive at all costs. You're an annoyance that has gotten in my way twice by now."
"You're made out of Lucifer's remnants!" I roared. "Can't you at least recognize it?"
"We Dungeon Cores are formed when high concentrations of Miasma are gathered in a single place, I am born from such mud of life…" He said. "I do not care who brought it to life."
