A towering man walked into the village, a shadow that washed the ground and sent one of the men walking the street into a terrified frenzy. Soon, the village guards rushed in, their faces paling at the sight of the terrifying monster facing them.
"I wanted to sell some meat and monster parts." Arad pulled the large sack he had on his back and plopped it down with a loud thud. He had made that thing out of monster hides, a makeshift knapsack that was five times larger than normal.
Arad had spent a whole day wandering the wilderness of this floor and had discovered a few things. First, he was on the floor 901 of the massive labyrinth, which was as low as Merlin could fling him down.
This floor, 901, was relatively safe with countless villages and even a big city in its center. The monsters around ranged from as low as level 10 to as high as level 500, which was technically far too weak for such a high floor. That's why he calls it relatively safe.
