Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

As the event continued on, the seconds blended into minutes, and minutes into hours. It wasn't long until a day passed full of uneventful happenings, save for the visibility of the ring shrinking ever so slightly every second.

Once we alerted Oshurkova about the enclosing ring, she quickly made the decision to pack up and move deeper into the area. All of us obliged and began to pack up all of our stuff and belongings, with Reia being the main carrier of all of our folded tents (except mine) inside a tiny bag.

It probably had some kind of enchantment to enlarge its storage capacity, as well as the reduction or nullification of the weight it had of the items currently stored inside.

For the other belongings, however, such as the various furniture I had seen placed inside Oshurkova's tent, as well as the Meeting Tent, each Dungeon Master had some kind of hammerspace or storage space ready to be used, whether it be [Spatial Magic] or just plain enchanted backpacks.

Once we were all done with our packing, we moved as a group deeper into the forest, the foliage getting thicker and thicker as we moved along.

We continued for the whole day without stopping, none of us feeling fatigued due to our enhanced bodies and stamina. By the time the sun fell, it was time to once again set up a temporary camp, but not the huge one we had earlier on, more like a natural camp campers use in the wild.

A few conversations here and there, some feasting (Arekhus and Tanjin were the main participants, with a surprisingly socially awkward Pilips right behind them in terms of ravenous hunger), and some very embarrassing situations due to some teasing and goading.

Safe to say, I got to see some boobies, mostly, Oshurkova's, Reia's, and Typhial who refused to let her queen suffer this embarrassment alone with the masochistic maid.

Oshurkova didn't care, though. It seems she's very proud of her figure, and isn't afraid to flaunt it. It also appeared that Shrum, the strict, old guard type of guy, was a pervert, trying his best to cop a feel on either of the three girls.

It looks like the vampire isn't afraid to show her assets, but touch, and you better wish that you hadn't been born during this time era. As is evident with Shrum being buried in the ground next to a tree like a normal growing mushroom would.

Typhial's words about Arekhus being gay were completely spot on. When I asked him about the boobies, like any normal man would do for the sake of social science, he denied that it gave him a pleasurable feeling.

Which made me quickly move away from him. Again, I'm not against the LGBT community, but please, I'm straight. If a man wants me, he better hope I don't got a shotgun ready to blast his face in if he doesn't get the hint that I'm straight.

After admiring the female bodies for the night (I'm still a male, and I also get horny goddamnit) I retired for the night and tended to my more… personal needs.

Plus, Domino was always nearby… So, yeah…

How I didn't do this for the rest of my life in this world (which still isn't a month) I have no idea, but I'm pretty sure it's because of trying too hard to survive and not fucking things up.

Tomorrow morning, after Typhial got over her embarrassment of showing her naked top half to the rest of us males, we packed up and continued on walking towards the center. It took a good part of the morning to finally notice that the foliage was beginning to thin and, an hour later, we finally made it out of the blasted forest.

The first thing that greeted me when we were out of the forest without any hiccups, was a giant arena reminiscent of the Colosseum back on Earth in Rome, although looking brand new and without any kind of weathering or any type of damage.

All in all, it would seem like it was made just today, something I'm sure Rome back on Earth would like to happen.

"Uh… Is that supposed to be there?" I asked Oshurkova, who looked at me confused before facepalming.

"Ugh, forgot that you're new here." The vampire spoke up, her breath brushing against her palms. She removed her hand from her face and looked at me like some lost child. "Yes, every Battle Royale ends in that arena. If there are already less than 300 Dungeon Masters still competing, then the event will end once the ring touches the edge of that arena, but if the Dungeon Masters still exceed the number, then everything will be settled inside that arena, whether by the host, or us participants."

"Well, I certainly did not think of that." I scratched the back of my head, causing Oshurkova to offer a smile in return.

"No worries. I was the same as you back when I first participated in this event." She laughed and the rest of the group made no hesitation to set up camp a few meters away from the colosseum. I looked at the preparations of the camp with a confused look, before Oshurkova sighed once more and gave me the reason. "Don't worry, this place is mostly neutral grounds as agreed by the higher-ranked Dungeon Masters. Those who fight within this area without any permission from them will suffer dire consequences."

"… Why…?" I had to ask that question. Everything here had been running on some sort of hidden rule. I was content before to let my curiosity go and focus on my jobs and resting, but now, I needed to know.

"Easy, enemies or not, all of us are Dungeon Masters, and out of all the sentient beings living in the Mortal Realm, who do you think relates to us the most?"

"… None." I said and she nodded.

"Yes, none. Enemy or not, we are all Dungeon Masters, and to survive the hostile beings outside of our Dungeons, sometimes, we have to turn to those we loath for aid."

I remained silent as I processed the words Oshurkova gave me before she continued to set up her tent, with Typhial, Reia, and Keia helping with the set-up.

'… This is getting more complicated the more I learn more new things…' I sighed and proceeded to set up my own tent, by placing it down on the ground with a quick mental command.

There was no need to set it up, just place it and bam, easy tent filled with a bed and some other stuff a normal room would require.

"… Lucky…" I heard the catwoman, Catalina, mutter from behind me as I gazed upon the tent that was mine for the day.

'Well… I should probably check to see if things are still the same inside.'