In one of the many hidden dungeons,

In one of the many hidden dungeons, a person appeared. She found herself in a dark dungeon, and looked around in confusion. However, she soon regained her senses.
"Light! Work fast."
Light was called to quickly burn through the darkness; she casted the spell to be able to walk around.
She originally wanted to be a wizard, but also wanted to wield a sword. Although the weapon is of a short sword variety, it has a fierce stab attack. She carried a bow on her shoulder, and she had the look of a priestess. Where she could not use physical attacks, she used spells and buffs. Her class was well rounded.
Her identity is a shaman.
Dyne! She was seriously ill and had to leave in order to receive surgery. Now she has returned.
"This hasn't changed."
Dyne's eyes lit up.
As luck would have it, the time has come to move forward with her head held up high.
"Miss, I need to ask you something."
The one who spoke those words was a Dullahan. (a headless monster, like from v2ch16)
It would have been frightening, but to Dyne, it was a familiar sight.
"Then tell me!"
"I've been looking for a head, my head. If you see it, show me where it is."
The creature of terror was holding the head he was looking for!
Dyne decided to give him an answer.
"Then close your mouth."
"What did you say?"
"I give up!"
Dyne suddenly clenched her two fists and relentlessly beat the Dullahan's head.
In the past, she hated hunting undead. After she safely returned from the surgery, the Dullahan was only a monster. Although punching with fists was not the only learned skill, her archery was also quite excellent.
She also could do different buffs, and she learned curse and attack spells.
Even her swordsmanship was at a high level!
The one thing that was difficult for Dyne, was that her class couldn’t exhibit as much power as the original class, since Dyne is a Shaman. The class is well-rounded in all talents, but is unable to specialize; though, it seems highly effective in combat.
Well, the origin of her current state of mind should also be considered. The beginning of all of this was in this place, with the character named Weed. Dyne started with punching and kicking, and followed up with fencing. She was excited using it on the Dullahan.
"My head, my head! My head hurts too much."
"It was a little bit stressful being confined in a hospital.... please understand. It won’t last much longer. Blood curse!"
Yet the blood curse she used was of a certain family of spells.
The monster, Dullahan, was blessed with the curse of darkness!
He was beaten up and then his life was restored to an even higher amount than before.
Plagues and horrible enchantments.
Rather, it was not to kill him. Buffs to save the Dullahan and then hit the him, it was contradictory. At the end of a long time of beating up the Dullahan, she finished him off with arrows.
Exerting her skills after such a long time!
Punching or fencing, archery, and magic, it was still the same.
The pitiful Dullahan became the target of all this.
"I'm not too rusty with my skills."
Dyne smiled joyfully.
When she played Royal Road in the past, she cared only about raising her skills rather than levels. Buff the monster, fight it, and repeat. Her level of skills increased abnormally.
"It's good to see Dullahans, and skeleton dogs!"
Dyne walked alone, strolling through the dungeon of the undead. Yet her body moved by its own accord. Coming back to Royal Road after a long time, she revelled in its ambiance, as if drunk from breathing the air.
How much she missed while she was bedridden.
Just a single breath, even wanting it as if it was a meal.
How wondrously beautiful life is, only a person who was sick could see this. Yet, whenever a monster was caught in her line of sight, she beat them right away.
Skeleton warriors, skeleton knights.
Just before the surgery, the skeletons emerged. It was a high-risk surgery. There are many cases where the patient dies in the middle of the operation. People worried that 'If there were only bone left after death, it could look like this case'.
She wandered around the undead dungeon just to look at it!
In her memory the area was simply barren, but it's not the same.
It used to be decorated with gray and black stalactites, hanging in the natural cave or shattered.
But statues had been chiseled everywhere.
You have seen the great Nameless Sculptures of Lavias.These great nameless sculptures had arisen!
These sculptures of treasured memories have become sanctuaries and guides in these dangerous dungeons. The mysterious statues were made by an anonymous sculptor.
Effect: The calm aura around these sculptures will increase a player’s vitality and mana by 25%, movement speed by 10%. Monsters' attacks have a 5% penalty. The effects do not stack.
"Statue?"
Dyne was in a bad mood from the sculptures that did not fit her memory of the place.
"Why is everything like this?"
The moment she was about to turn away, the statues' appearance felt suddenly familiar.
One eyebrow slightly cocked upwards with a fierce expression on the man's face!
And the woman certainly resembled Dyne.
"It can't be..."
Dyne looked at the man. It was no doubt the man she met just before her surgery.
In Royal Road, the person who was deeply carved into her heart at the very end.
At that time, Dyne and this person made a fantastic party. The various specialties of the Shaman, combined with Weed's strength swept through the undead dungeon.
"Oh Weed."
Tears flowed uncontrollably in Dyne's eyes.
"Sob. I promised to never cry again, but..."
Before undergoing the operation, she imagined it a hundred times.
She will seek a new life, being glad to be alive.
She would never cry.
But now shedding these tears, how she felt was indescribable.
As she left to take the surgery, she thought that no one would remember her. Just to become completely forgotten from existence; she did not even know whether there was anyone who thought of her.
However, there was one person who gave her this as remembrance.
There was a man who crafted her appearance into sculptures. She could feel her heartbeat. Her heart started beating rapidly, her hands trembled slightly. Dyne's whole body was wracked with emotion, and then she noticed that graffiti was written under the statues. The handwriting was so poor; it appeared to have been written by a child.
Geomchi. Punishment to the ignorant!
Geomdulchi. Men everywhere should do hard work.
Geomsamchi has been here.
Geomsachi. I serve the master; it brings glory to my life.
Geomohchi. Must obtain a girlfriend. We're still only in our late 30s.
…..
Geombaekgusipsachi. I'm hungry. Someone lend me a little bit of barley bread.
…..
Geomsambaekyisipilchi. I starved to death yesterday.
Geomsambaekyisipyichi. These little monsters; and no food.
…..
Geomsambaeksasipohchi. Lover wanted. No conditions required. Only that you are willing to learn how to cook.
…..
Geomohbaekochi. Hello, nice to meet you. Geomohbaekohchiipnida is my name. Also known as the youngest cutie, Hajiyo. Hahaha.
Dyne went around a one large tour of the undead dungeon, and then she froze.
It had been a long time since her battle with the skeleton Dullahan and his head; she sought Weed's anonymous creations. Where Dyne and Weed ate their meal, without fail two sculptures of themselves rested there.
“Amazing. These statues... “
Dyne's eyes were moistened with tears. It may be trivial, but it was enough for her heart to be pained from the emotions. She viewed many sculptures like this. Slowly she continued to walk around the damp dungeon in enjoyment.
“Khu khu khu. Human beings are not allowed in this place.”
“In this place, you lay your body down before the lions. In this place of rest.”
“Lay down your life. I will guide you to your eternal rest.”
Three Skeletons!
Occasionally, monsters that haunted the area caught up to her and were firmly beaten.
This was absolutely not acceptable. She shattered their bones in rage for committing the crime of destroying the mood. They only did this to defend their territory, while Dyne intentionally walked around them!
These statues were intimately made with the desire to not allow them to gather near these statues, but without fail, Dyne was interrupted by the monsters. All she could do was let her skills go rampant as she hunted these monsters down. The characteristics of the Shaman appeared as she attacked and defeated these monsters.
She was out of the dungeon within two days.
***
“So this is the city in the sky?”
“Yes. This place was recently discovered a short time ago by some adventurers. The only thing is that only people who did a meritorious service requested by Baran village could come up here.”
In Lavias, there were quite a lot of adventurers. Dyne did not look around without Weed; in the meantime, many users did some discoveries and adventures on their own.
The sky above the city.
The scenery of the clouds passing by from the flow of the wind left the tourists with a good feeling, making the place a sight to behold. Low-level tourists came here risking their lives just for the chance to visit.
Lavias became famous, and even the kingdoms' nobility officially announced their interest to visit. Rosenheim Kingdom's nobles, and the nobles of the Kingdom of Brent often drop by quite often. Extremely expensive quests arose for hiring escorts for them to go there safely.
“There are a lot of people here.”
Dyne slowly walked inside the city. Then a wide variety of bird tribes greeted her.
“Caw, caw. This is the first time seeing you. Are you new in town?”
The one who spoke up was Tom Ball, the new grandfather.
Beside him were many other bird tribes. The crow flapped his wings.
“Human, are you strong? You seem to be quite famous; I would like to ask you a favor. Up here in Levias, we have been unlucky with all of the undead.”
“Do you know how to gather herbs? If you don't, I'll teach you about herbal medicine; can you give me 200 gold? There is a herb I'm looking for in the north corne