It was a crisp morning in the dense forest, and Fixia found herself standing at the entrance of the legendary dungeon. She couldn't help but question her life choices that led her to this point.
"Here I am, about to voluntarily enter this dangerous dungeon."
She muttered with a hint of resignation.
"I have to level up by killing some high level monsters."
"As killing low level monsters don't earn me exp."
Taking a deep breath, Fixia steeled herself for what lay ahead. As she ventured deeper into the labyrinthine passages, her inner voice couldn't help but comment on her predicament.
"Another dark, dank corridor. Is that all there is to this dungeon."
"It's has kind of eerie atmosphere."
"Where are the monsters."
She mused with a touch of dry humor.
Fixia's level sat at a measly 29, and she wondered if it would make any difference in the grand scheme of things.
"Guess I'll be running into the usual suspects - goblins, slimes, and probably some overgrown spiders,"
"But that won't be enough."
She said, wanting much high level monsters.
"Nothing I haven't dealt with before, but it killing them won't increase my level."
The encounters with lesser creatures along the way were met with an air of nonchalant experience. Fixia dispatched them with calculated precision, her spells swirling through the air.
"Another slime bites the dust. Moving up in the world,"
She remarked, her voice tinged with a touch of sarcasm.
But as she delved deeper into the depths of the dungeon, Fixia's inner doubts began to surface. The weight of her decision pressed upon her, and she questioned if she was truly capable of overcoming the challenges ahead.
"Is this really worth it? Risking life and limb for a few more experience points?"
"Well! I don't have any other options of leveling up."
She wondered aloud, her voice filled with a mix of skepticism and determination.
Each step brought her closer to her ultimate goal - leveling up. But her inner monologue continued its relentless commentary.
"Here I am, venturing deeper into the abyss."
"Time to face the next big challenge."
She muttered wryly.
"Hope I'm up for it."
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of navigating the winding corridors, Fixia stood before a colossal serpent-like creature. Its malevolent gaze sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but acknowledge the gravity of the situation.
"Great, a giant snake, which is higher level than me."
"This should be fun, thrilling."
"If I don't die that is."
She deadpanned, her voice laced with a touch of resignation.
The battle began, a dance of spells and evasive maneuvers. Fixia's mind raced with fleeting thoughts.
"Just keep focused, keep dodging, keep attacking. One step at a time,"
"There's no need to rush."
She reminded herself, her voice carrying a hint of determination. The serpent struck back, venomous fangs lunging towards her.
"Watch those teeth. One bite and I'll get poisoned."
"It's sharp fangs are something to worry about."
She murmured, a fleeting smirk crossing her lips.
Wounds adorned Fixia's body, each a testament to her endurance. Pain coursed through her, but she refused to show weakness.
"Hang in there. Keep pushing forward,"
She whispered to herself, her voice filled with quiet determination.
As the battle waged on, Fixia's inner voice grew more resolved than sarcastic.
"Just a few more strikes, a little more hits. And this will be over."
She encouraged herself, her words tinged with a touch of self-assurance.
Finally, the moment of triumph arrived. Fixia struck the final blow, the serpent collapsing before her. She received the notification of leveling up, but exhaustion overcame her. Her body succumbed to the strain, and she fell into unconsciousness.
"Well, that was intense,"
Fixia thought as darkness claimed her.
"But at least I leveled up. That's something, right? Hopefully, it'll all be worth it in the end."
"But how much did I leveled up"
But before she could look she fainted. Which was unfortunate as her level went from level 29 to level 35. By seeing her level she must have felt better as her efforts paid off.
When Fixia regained consciousness, she found herself lying on the cold dungeon floor, her body sore and battered.
"Ugh, my head hurts now."
"Did I just faint, in the dungeon?"
"And I'm still alive?"
She groaned, pushing herself up into a sitting position. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, contemplating the consequences of her actions. Then she looked at her stats, wanting to see if her efforts paid off or not?
"I did it. I leveled up."
She whispered to herself, a mix of relief and exhaustion evident in her voice. Despite the pain, a flicker of pride glimmered within her. She had proven to herself that she could overcome the odds, even if her journey seemed unconventional.
As Fixia slowly stood up, her gaze wandered around the dungeon chamber, her mind still processing the battle she had just endured.
"That monster didn't stand a chance against me."
"Ohh! if I go like this, then maybe I can be even higher level then Georyy."
"Then maybe I can beat him in a challenge."
She murmured, a hint of satisfaction in her voice.
"Who knew a weakling like me could take down such a formidable opponent?"
"Waah! I'm so happy!"
She jumped shouting as her excitement overflew.
"But now I should quickly get out of here."
"Before other higher level monsters shows up."
With a weary but determined expression, Fixia made her way out of the dungeon. She couldn't help but wonder what awaited her now that she had surpassed her previous limitations.
The journey back to the kingdom was arduous, her body protesting every movement. Yet, Fixia pressed on, fueled by a mixture of pride and curiosity. She pondered the implications of her newfound power and how it would shape her experiences at the academy.