Awakening in a new world

Act I: A New Dungeon Master

When I came to, I felt solid ground under me. I wasn’t in the void anymore! I had to be in Ruyanei!

I slowly opened my eyes…

And closed them immediately again.

Damn, that was disorienting! My field of view was much different compared to that of a human, and the way I saw things as well! Also… did I just open three pairs of eyes?

I took a deep breath and tried to open only the centremost pair. Ah, that was better. I had indeed three pairs of eyes it seemed, with the centremost pair being placed more to the middle and the front of my skull. Their field of vision was almost human, angled forward with great depth perception and a singular focal point. The eyes of a predator.

My most outward pair of eyes was facing almost entirely to the sides of my skull, giving me a very bad depth perception when I used them without the others in exchange for nearly 360° vision. These eyes were made to observe the surroundings. With them, nobody could ever sneak up on me!

The middle pair of eyes was nothing special, something between the other two. It was like a backup if either of my eyes ever got taken out. Also, while it took some time to get used to seeing with three pairs of eyes instead of just one, my depth perception increased dramatically for most of my field of view. Only when I tried to look behind me without turning my head, I still had difficulties.

I examined the rest of my body: I had become a 4m tall, heavily furred minotaur, bursting with muscles! There were curved horns atop my head, and sharp teeth in my mouth, like those of a predator. I even had a tufted tail and hooves instead of feet!

But when I reached out with my hand to grab something, I noticed the real surprise: Tentacles! At least a dozen of them! They grew from my back, in a myriad of unorderly configurations. Instinctively I knew that I could alter and regrow them as I wanted, but I would take time. Fancy, but they were only a backup either way. My main ‘tool’, as the dark twins had called it, was between my legs…

It was about 45cm long and 12cm in diameter when erect, too much for any human-sized cunt to handle. Thankfully, asses were much deeper! A 15cm thick knot was placed at its base, and the tip had a pointy spear shape, ideal for prying open tight holes. Bulbous nobs were situated all around the shaft, hiding sharp spikes. At its core, my dick had a bone, like dogs do, enabling me to thrust much quicker and harder.

Much more notable though was the amount of control I had! I could exude lube infused with elasticity potion, so that I could go balls-deep in my victims without killing them, although it would still hurt like hell. Also, I could use my spikes to inject pain toxin, sensitivity potion or aphrodisiac if I was feeling generous. I could make my knot swell and my tip flare at will, extend the spikes from their knobs, and even angle them! Forward to make penetration painless but keeping them firmly on my cock where they belonged, or backward to let them get off when I was bored of them. And of course, I could just angle them straight to inflict delicious pain. Well, delicious for me anyways.

I was already aching to demolish a tight, wet hole with it…

But before that, there was sadly work to be done. So, I surveyed my surroundings instead: Apparently, I was in a large structure, made from stone walls without windows. A little bit of exploration revealed it as some kind of labyrinth…

Of course. My labyrinth. My dungeon.

Which begged the question: Shouldn’t there be minions of mine spawning here?

Just as I thought that question, I felt something tugging at my mind and a new… awareness of sorts. It wasn’t like a menu in a computer game, rather, I just instinctively knew that I could do… things.

AREA SKILL: MINION SUMMON
Calls forth a minion appropriate for the dungeon it is called from. The amount of minions is not limited, but the dungeon may need time to recharge after a certain amount of uses. The exact nature of the minions can be slightly influenced.

I focused my mind on the dark tunnel to my right and felt something manifest. Within moments, a minotaur, about half my size, without tentacles and notably, without any sex organs, walked toward me from the dark. The first of my minions. I called for another one. And another one. And another one. But as I tried again, it didn’t work. The ‘tugging’ at my mind let me know that I had reached the ‘summoning capacity’ for the moment and would have to wait some time.

Hm. I wondered what else I could do with my dungeon.

AREA SKILL: DUNGEON COMMUNICATION
Allows the dungeon master to quasi-telepathically exchange simple information and orders with and within the dungeon.

“Possible orders: Summon minion, Mark object for destruction, mark object for integration, share senses with minion, control minion, order minions, set alert, …”

The words simply appeared in my head. Rather than telepathy, it was more as if a formerly dormant, computerized part was coming to life.

“Are you the dungeon core?” I interrupted the stream of thoughts

“Positive,” came back.

Huh, that was neat. “Explain to me what each of the orders do.”

• “Summon minion: Summons a specified minion.
• Mark object for destruction: Allows an object that was part of the dungeon to be destroyed.
• Mark object for integration: Integrates an object into the dungeon if possible.
• Share senses with minion: Shares the senses of a minion with the user, including memories.
• Control minion: Allows direct and complete control over a minion’s body.
• Order minion: Gives a (set of) instructions to any number of minions.
• Set alert: Makes the dungeon core alert the user quasi-telepathically under specific circumstances.”

Oh wow, that was useful. Although, this entire thing appeared more like a sci-fi machine than something out of a fantasy world…

“Are there any limitations and if so, which?” I asked.

“Positive: The dungeon can only be expanded a certain amount, there must always be a point of entry to the dungeon and every room, movable objects cannot be integrated, quasi-telepathic communication (including communication with the dungeon, sharing senses with, controlling and ordering minions) works only inside the dungeon. The minions will always obey verbal orders, however.” Was the response.

So this dungeon was basically a smart home? It couldn’t do anything on its own, except receive and relay information, with the minions doing the rest?

Well, no complaint from my part. I had a feeling, that my time here would be *very* productive…