A Survivor's life in the dungeon (A Danmachi Fanfic.)

Chapter 26

*Narration*

-a week later

"I'm finally in Orario!" a young man about 17 years old is running, brimming with energy as his eyes glimmers at the sight of the dungeon city of Orario. It is one of his life long dreams to become an adventurer of this city.

"I hope there's a god out there who'll take me in." He said to himself as he ran towards the city on the horizon.

He was a blur as he passed the other travelers on the road. They could only see his silhouette as a gale blows right at them.

The young man was wearing a dark blue loose long sleeves shirt with white accent under his greyish light armor, a white scarf was around his neck that was swaying at the wind as he ran at full speed. His black hair that he tied like a loose bun was flowing freely. His blue ice cold eyes shine happily as he smiles, excited about his incoming adventure.

"Orario awaits... MAKOTO DENKI IS COMING!!!" he screams as he jumps in the air leaving dust at his wake.

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°at the gate of Orario.°

The guards are lazily doing their jobs as they check the incoming travelers who are going inside the city.

"Boring day today isn't it." a middle age guard spoke at his buddy at the top of the tower as he let his feet relax on top of the table.

"Well what do you expect would happen. There are about a thousand adventurers in this city no one is stupid enough to cause a ruckus here." his buddy answered him as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Well I guess you're right on that one. But I wish some excitement would come our way... It is boring doing nothing here all day." he sighs and rests his head on his hand as he looks at the horizon. "Eh..." he gasped from what he saw at the distance.

"What is it?" his buddy asked him as he followed his gaze. "Holy shit!!! The fuck is that?"

What they saw is a dust cloud heading straight to the city.

The middle aged guard turned to his partner and spoke. "What are you waiting for? Get the binoculars." he ordered as he stood up from his relaxed position. "Well I did ask for excitement." he said quietly to himself as his eyes were glued to the dust cloud in the distance.

"Marcus!" he heard his name being called and saw his buddy coming with a binocular on hand. He tossed it to him and he caught it no problem.

He quickly looked at what was coming and he couldn't help but twitch his brow at what he saw. "Son a bitch."

"Well what is it?" the other guard impatiently asked Marcus.

"It's a kid..."

"A what now?"

"It's a fucking kid!" he said as he passed the binocular back. "See for yourself."

He received it and hurriedly looked in the direction only to see a smiling kid no older than 18 running towards the gate. "You gotta be shitting me." he had seen his fair share of overly excited youth coming to the city but this was a first for him. "Where in the hell did this kid get his energy so early in the morning?"

Marcus smiled at his buddy's question, like him, seeing overly excited youth coming to the city was practically the norm for him, but this was a first.
He remembered the youth who came to the city earlier along with his god, August Kaiser, Gáe Bulg. "Looks like we have another interesting fellow coming over." he smiles at his buddy and slaps him behind his head. "Get back to work."

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Denki arrived in front of the huge gate, he was in awe by the majesty of it. "Master. I made it."  he clinched his right hand on his scarf as he walked inside the dungeon city of Orario.