Chrysalis

Among demonkind, there are as many different species as there are tunnels in the Dungeon. As with any distribution among a monster-type, some are common, while others are exceedingly rare.

The reasons for this are worthy of a dissertation of their own, but in brief, some species are more stable, leading to a higher survival rate, some are weaker at earlier stages of evolution, leading to a lower survival rate, and some require a unique inclination within the monster itself to come about. There is also a great deal of nuance between Demon species that not all delvers appreciate.

A Murder Demon and a Slaughter Demon are superficially the same. Both are Obsessed with death and must fight and defeat others to satisfy their obsession. A short moment of consideration will reveal the differences, and which is more dangerous. A Slaughter Demon is never satisfied, its obsession never fulfilled, and is therefore much more dangerous to be around.

The most deadly of all demons are those that are rare, with obsessions that drive them to endanger others.

War Demons are a common tier seven Demon that is feared for good reason. They seek conflict always, never happier than when they are engaged in a large scale battle in which they rule.

Far more terrifying is the Massacre Demon. Evolved from the Slaughter Demon, this species is truly monstrous in its methods.

The Sanguine Demon, an evolution of the Blood Demon, is exceedingly rare, and incredibly deadly, able to exert power over vital fluid in any organism that draws close, even monsters.

Perhaps the most deadly of all demons, is the line of Ash. From the Burning Demon at tier five, to the Ash Demon at tier six, and then the Destruction Demon at tier seven, these monsters embody the power of destruction that hides within the ash of the third stratum. Even being near them can cause a monster to begin to break apart.

Needless to say, they are best avoided by any delving team.

- Notes for the Union Third Stratum guide book, provided by Odessus.

had seen the Demon God, and it was clear that Anthony had not. Almost against his will, the

ant before him, its fang-filled grin flickering red from the light cast by the burning pools of lava. His two long arms were tipped with claws that smoked from the heat burning within. The Demon God rested atop an enormous throne that radiated with power, formed of bone and flesh. For that was no simple chair, but a part

physically present at that time, so it was hard to say just how large Arconidem was. If Odin had to guess, he would say the Demon God sat fifty metres from the ground, the back of his throne reaching far, far

to a building

this ant wanted him to say

tell what you’re thinking,] Anthony

he showed

thought you weren’t

and that you would be an idiot to do

That was true.

what he’s doing to the demons!] The ant swept an antenna in a wide loop, indicating the mess of larvae around them. [Well, he’s doing it to you, too, come to think of it. The whole point of the demon monsters is to dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to their obsession. That’s all they want in life. But are they allowed to? No! Arconidem is raining on that parade and forcing you to do what he wants. That defeats the entire point! Hence, he is

Odin just stared.

long years working in the shadows, Odin had developed certain habits, habits that kept him

expose weakness! Never

hint of blood. Then they would descend on the smaller fish, which never ended well for the little guy. For his entire life, Odin had refused to let

able to get much information from the powerful demons who had pulled him around, but here in front of him was a font of knowledge about this new world that

on, Odin. You’re safe. He isn’t

somehow… he believed it. He was safe. Despite everything, his experiences in his

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