May walked into the depths of the dungeon where the wild kargos, ice drakes and occasional tauromacis hung out, her footsteps echoing around the cave. No one ever came this far unless they were fearless or insanely good and thankfully for her she was one of these, a level 68 ice lightning mage and was very proud about it.
She felt utterly alone, no one else around her or down this deep. The deeper she continued the more fear she felt clutching her chest. May just felt it, a hidden fear that lurked behind every last rock and stalactite of the dungeon.
When at last the mage had reached the ideal hunting spot, she couldn't find anything to hunt. They were gone, all the monsters were no longer in the cave, either destroyed by someone else or something strange had happened.
May looked around fearfully, the silence was unnerving. She spun around and found herself looking directly into a horribly disfigured face. The sight sent her wheeling backwards and almost off the edge of the rock where she stood.
Before her was a shadow-like creature resembling a human with deep sunken holes for eyes, a gaping mouth that hung unhinged on one side and wispy dark blue hair that fluttered behind it like lost souls. Its hands were fully the size of its narrow body, impossibly out of proportion with long legs and sharp knees to complete the mockery of the human shape it possessed.
A long crooked finger came reaching toward her and May stumbled backwards in fright. In her panic she saw rows and rows of monsters spawning from behind the creature, roaring, snarling, grunting, and hissing with anticipation as they clawed over each other in a frenzy to reach the shadow monster but not ever going past it.
May gave a cry when she realized she was cornered and chose her last option- to jump. She leapt off the edge and plummeted toward the wet stone below her. There was a sickening crack as she heard and felt her leg break on impact but a flood of relief washed over her when she saw the monsters above her as little specks.
Gasping for air the mage laid there on the hard stone with her eyes closed. When she felt strong enough to open them, she was looking into that same disfigured face. In a panicked state she shot ice shards at it and lightning bolted from the sky but the creature remained unharmed as it reached a crooked hand toward her face.
May's screams echoed throughout the cave but no one heard her except for the swarm of monsters and the demon ghoulishly grinning at its disfigured creation.
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Others were not so lucky.
Trix was eagerly jumping around Kerning City to talk to the Dark Lord. He was finally level 30 and was about to make his 2nd job advancement as an assassin. He had just finished collecting the dark marbles and had received his proof of a hero award.
Trix had got his name from being a contortionist, his real name was Robert. He made most of his money that way, rather than hunting and did most of his performances in the free market for mesos.
However, here it would stop. After level 30, he would take hunting dead serious and become the greatest assassin ever known.
Or so he thought.
Just as the thief was rounding the corner to the area where the thief lord was, he spotted what looked like a fire boar in the distance. As he craned his neck to look at it he noticed it was being followed by other flaming red specks and other discolored splotches as well.
Trix stood there, perplexed, and aimlessly watching the blob of colors race closer to the city. Only until he saw the detail of every monster charging toward them did he realize that something was horribly wrong.
The rogue squinted to look closer and saw hundreds of thousands of monsters. There were fire boars and mushmoms, snails and curse eyes, drakes and golems, the list went on and on. Monsters from all across the map were charging towards them, in a city.
Immediately Trix began screaming at the top of his lungs.
"MONSTERS!!!! MONSTERS!!!! THEY ARE COMING THIS WAY!!!! MILLIONS OF THEM!!!!!"
At his cry several people raced up towards the rapidly approaching mass of creatures.
They began to throw all they had at the monsters, arrows, magic claws, stars, other weapons and the many items they had in their inventory, ores, leathers, bones, potions, equipment, anything to stop the monster stampede. Many monsters fell to the ground dead but they just kept on coming and even spawning too.
The little Kerning City army was no match for the millions of monsters. The mass just lumbered right over them, stomping the people like bugs and brutally killing them like the warriors, magicians, archers and thieves had so often done to the monsters.
The creatures stampeded through Kerning, killing everyone in sight including the people who assigned quests before they destroyed the run-down buildings, crushed the strewn pipes, demolished even the potions and weapon shops, and littered the paved streets with dead bodies. After that they charged right onto the next area.
Not one person in Kerning City survived.