An Extra’s POV

Fear of the UNKNOWN.

It is a popular term coined by those who lived in the world.

But how true is it, really? Do humans really fear the unknown?

What of children—babies, even?

They know nothing, yet fear is such a distant emotion for them.

For most, fear is taught… alongside pain, in a way to determine the difference between right and wrong.

… Good and evil.

The fear of the unknown does not exist.

Ignorance never breeds fear—at least not directly. Instead, it is the catalyst for a process that eventually leads to fear.

When we come into the world, we know nothing.

We fear nothing.

But, we grow curious. Then, we learn. We receive the taint of knowledge, which then brings us to a particular point.

The point where we know that there are things that we do not know—blots in existence that hide forbidden truths from us.

This is what breeds fear.

And so, as they stood before overwhelming gates that lead to a place none of them understood, the Adventurers weren't scared because of their ignorance.

No, they were frightened because they had knowledge.

They knew what had happened to their predecessors who took on this impossible task. They knew how fatal Miasma was. They knew what it meant to feel pain… to suffer… to watch others die, and to nearly die themselves.

That was what caused the fear to sprout.

They were not innocent lambs being led to the slaughter, neither were they babies who embodied ignorance.

none of them would flinch at the slightest sign of such

men and women who braved themselves for the darkness to come were

couldn't escape the

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~CREEEAAAK!~

gates opening caused everyone's excited faces

one smiled

from within the place caused many to shiver. Still,

this

entrance was almost fifty meters in height alone, and it was so wide that a hundred people could walk in, side by side, without any

a massive fortress, so it made sense

Then—

now begin the first Grand Calamity Class Dungeon Conquest since three hundred years ago!" Guildmaster Richard's voice

hold on their weapons

was too late for those having second

at the signal of the Guildmaster. It would be an

"CHARGE FORTH!"

the crowd dominated the space and everyone rushed forward in

power… for wealth… for

matter what their motivations and inclinations were at

Dungeon in front of them, and the

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'The Miasma is bearable…'

he and his team stepped into the massive hall of the Dungeon's ground

too large that massive felt like an understatement in describing

atop vials that hung on the walls, so it wasn't entirely dark. Yet, the looming

air of unease as Rey carefully observed his

ground and ceiling was about a hundred meters, and the entire space around felt overwhelmingly

with the 99th Floor of the Royal Dungeon, where the concept of time was distorted, it seemed this one affected

perhaps this was simply the influence of some kind of Magic or

Rey couldn't tell.

occupy the room, and their numbers didn't even exceed the first half of the room's

from some sort of black stone, and the ancient walls seemed to consist of large bricks that seemed

abandoned castle of sorts, with an unbelievably large flight of stairs standing