Shadow Author

While I was busy tapping away on my smart watch the remaining battles slowly came to an end.

Victors and losers were being declared every couple of minutes.

Right, when I finished up, so did the last group. It was a lower-rank battle so it wasn't worth watching.

Once the teacher saw the last group finish she explained what we would be doing tomorrow.

"Good job everyone, today's battles were especially fun to watch. Tomorrow we will be doing the same thing so make sure to prepare in advance."

Then the bell went off signaling the end of the class period.

"Hmm, next class should be… dungeon safety."

I was fine with this as I should be able to use the information section to cheat as well. If it truly did work I would have a huge advantage over all the other students. I wouldn't have to dedicate any time to study. This way I could completely focus on training.

Following behind the mass of people we all began to head toward Mrs. Fischer's classroom.

It didn't take too long as the classrooms were just down the hallway from each other. But it did take a while due to the traffic of a thousand students.

Pushing into the room I made my way to a seat in the back and put my head down on the desk.

I didn't have too many plans prepared for this class due to how laid back the teacher was. Her philosophy was to pay attention if you want to survive.

Mrs. Fischer was the one and only teacher who didn't care if people skipped or slept through her class. But the irony was that absolutely no one would miss her classes.

Dungeons were extremely dangerous places and they had all different kinds of environments and conditions. No two dungeons were the exact same.

Because of this, every student gave their best to learn as much as they could. If they didn't it could mean the difference between life and death.

When everyone finished taking their seats and teacher came into the classroom.

Mrs. Fischer was by far the most beautiful teacher in the school. The reason being was that she was so young.

At age 29 she managed to become a teacher at the world-famous Griffin school. It took Mr. Vankay nearly his whole life to find a cure for something the world thought to be incurable to get into the school. Yet Fischer had already been teaching for two years meaning she got accepted at 27.

This was a miraculous achievement. However, the reason she got accepted at such a young age was due to a tragedy.

At age 24 when she was going on her fourth dungeon exploration something unexplainable happened; her dungeon mutated.

Although it had been around 20 years since the world changed and magic came into the world many unknowns were still in existence.

Humanity was still learning everything it could and much was revealed but just when they thought they knew everything the world threw something new at them.

The first of its kind, a dungeon mutation. The beginner-3 transformed into an intermediate-7 dungeon.

The scouting group that went ahead before the expedition team reported that it was a snowy, icy, frozen landscape with a yeti as the final boss. However, when the attacking team entered and the dungeon mutated it became a swampland with a prehistoric alligator as the final boss.

Completely unprepared, under-geared, and confused as to what happened, of the seventeen members, two made it out alive.

The first was Mrs. Fischer and the second was a porter whose only job was to collect and hold the resources found in the dungeon.

In the end, the two of them managed to clear the dungeon, and through their trauma, the two fell in love and lived happily ever after. At least that's what I wrote.

Because she was able to survive such a surreal experience Mrs. Fischer was offered a job at Griffin to prepare the students for the absolute worst. She gladly accepted in the hope she could prevent any more unnecessary deaths.

This then turned into her philosophy. She saw death and she knew what happened to those who weren't prepared so if some bratty kids didn't want to listen to her it would be their own fault.

But every student knew of her past and they listened closely to every word she said. Although none of that would matter to me.

I designed dungeons, I knew which dungeons would mutate, I knew everything there was to know, plus with the help of information, I had no reason to pay attention.

Ready for a quick nap I laid my head down on the desk and closed my eyes but just as I was drifting off I heard something I completely forgot about.

"Next week it will be this class's turn to explore a dungeon. If you are ever going to pay any attention to me these next couple of days would be the days to do so. I don't want any deaths due to carelessness!"

Shooting my head up, my drowsiness was wiped away.

"Next week…"

Looking down at my smart watch my heart began to pound. September 6th, 2045, on a Wednesday the first incident would happen which would begin Elijah's story.

It seems that the first adversity would be coming before I expected it.

Although I transmigrated slightly into the new school year I hoped for a while longer to prepare.

Knowing that this would change many of my plans I began to recall what happened when I wrote about it.

On that cursed Wednesday, the students would be incredibly excited to go into their first dungeon. All the teachers had been preparing for it for months. Tens of scouts were sent in and the entire dungeon was mapped out.

They knew the terrain, the environment, what and where the monsters were, as well as how to defeat the boss.

It should have been a walk in the park and to take extra precautions five teachers would enter the dungeon as well. Each one would be in charge of two hundred students.

It was a perfect way for the students to learn while guaranteeing that there would be no casualties. Sure some students might get hurt but that was inevitable. However, there shouldn't be too many risks.

What the teachers, scouts, and school didn't know was that there was a condition for the dungeon.

A dungeon condition could be anything but the simplest explanation was that it was a restriction.

Both hard and easy dungeons could have a condition and there was no way to know about it without quite literally being blocked by it.

Because of this, a dungeon can have a condition but because the clearing team never qualifies for it, there is no trouble.

Some of the many conditions that humanity faced were a max of ten mages, no outside food, weapons that had to be made within the dungeon itself, and solo only.

The dungeon that they would be facing had a ridiculous yet cruel condition. Normally it wouldn't even be met which was why the school felt it was safe to let the students go in.

The condition was a minimum combined age of 15,000. Because everyone in the grade was between the ages of 14 and 16 the way it worked out was 14,999. Which left room for a one-year-old to join.

Stupidly the school would have all the students enter first before the teachers. So when the teachers planned to enter they would be blocked out. Due to this, the students would be all on their own. As a result, nearly one hundred students would lose their lives.