Reincarnated as a Dungeon Master, I Became Unstoppable by Doting on My Monsters—My Gorgeous Monsters Have Started to Conquer the World on Their Own!

AAmid my first battle, my mind – caught somewhere between joy and anxiety – inexplicably wandered back to the past.

Ten years ago, I was just an ordinary girl… albeit a tad self-deprecating. That’s assuming that monsters have a semblance of normalcy to begin with.

My admiration was reserved for my esteemed master… Wito-sama. In every sense, he was perfect and possessed a mysterious power that wrapped everyone in warmth.

His wish for us was to become goddesses. While a challenging goal, everything we needed to do and learn, Wito-sama taught us comprehensive lessons, combat training, philosophy, creativity, and ethics. Recalling it now, his education system, designed to nurture thirteen goddesses, seemed flawless.

…However, this perfect system didn’t go as smoothly as planned.

That’s because I was the imperfect product born from the ultra-perfect Wito-sama. I was a blemish in his perfection, like a drop of mud in the ultimate wine… That was me.

Being a G-ranked Poltergeist of the cursed tool clan, I had no talents that stood out compared to the others. I wasn’t particularly academic, nor was I skilled in combat.

Back then, just keeping up with Wito-sama’s lessons was a struggle. Of course, his teachings were always impeccable – easy to understand and enjoyable. It’s probably why even someone like me could persist.

His lessons were intriguing, but the talks in between were so engaging that they made even newly-born beings like us feel exhilarated. I could confidently say that the podium from which Wito-sama taught was the pinnacle of educational institutions in the world.

Yet, what hurt was the disparity that arose during individual lessons. Though Wito-sama was kind and often provided supplementary classes late into the night, it was painful to see other members mastering arts and combat while I needed remediation.

“Why is it only me…” became a refrain of mine during those times.

…Then, one day, it happened. Wito-sama, who always showered me with love, bestowed a light upon me. Indeed, he must’ve seen even my most trivial worries and reached out to help.

That light was in the form of a lesson on Buddhism.

I was deeply drawn to its teachings.

In other words, the idea that one could approach a higher being by renouncing all desires and achieving enlightenment made me think, “Even someone as untalented as me might be able to become a goddess.” I mean, isn’t it easier to give up something than to acquire it?

Furthermore, for someone like me, who was always troubled, the training to abandon all my worries felt like something I truly needed.

…And so, my Buddhist training began from that day. Additionally, I took private Buddhist lessons from Wito-sama. Thus, with the intent of ridding myself of worldly desires and achieving enlightenment to draw closer to becoming a goddess, I devoted more than five years of my life to training.

In the end, even with my daily Buddhist practices, my troubles didn’t vanish, and I didn’t feel like I had become a goddess either.

However, effort always produces some result, whether it brings joy or sorrow.

…As a result of my training, or perhaps when I ranked up to a D-ranked Animated Book, I acquired a unique skill… “Prohibited Text”.

The ability of “Prohibited Text” was to freely burn the pages that were a manifestation of my thoughts and emotions, erasing feelings and desires. While the emotions boiled wouldn’t return, new emotions would add pages to my body whenever encountered. It can be considered a unique skill, as it can only be used by my body.

…Yes, it was fragile. Since the day I ranked up, I cried daily. Such a skill didn’t help them become a goddess. I couldn’t fulfill my Master’s dream. Wito-sama might abandon me.

You see, a unique monster isn’t necessarily strong regarding stats. They can contend with higher ranks only because their skills are overwhelming.

My “Prohibited Text” was even inferior to a regular D-rank.

Master is flawless. …While I could happily serve him in any way, the mere existence of someone like me became, I believed, his sole blemish. Countless times, I despised myself, cursed my misfortune, and loathed the world.

But the power possessed by the Master was limitless and always perfect. He even used a broken tool like me most flawlessly. Even recalling that moment now makes my body feel like it’s melting with warmth.

It was on a rainy night. Master explained the concept of “Sudden Enlightenment” in Buddhism to me.

According to Master, “Sudden Enlightenment” refers to achieving understanding suddenly, without rigorous training. It’s a rare state, with many who attain it becoming hermits, retreating to mountains, and never returning.

Master believed that I might attain sudden enlightenment by using my unique skill (Forbidden Cataloging) to erase all of my emotion-filled pages.

When I received this proposal, I felt a burning desire to achieve it, hoping that as a perfect creation of the master, there might still be a glimmer of potential within me.

The fear of burning the pages that made up my existence was non-existent. Instead, I felt a jubilation that I could burn my body for the sake of the master.

And, oh, the brilliance of master’s foresight. I was indeed able to attain enlightenment momentarily.

By reaching enlightenment, even temporarily, I could get closer to the goddess form that the master desired.

While that alone made me immensely happy, the master found a deity ideally suited for me called ‘Abdagigi.’

… Seeing myself crying over the ineffectiveness of the master, I read many books and found this God for me. Oh, how kind and loving is the master’s heart. Usually, a failure like me would be justifiably burned away, yet he showers me with such affection.

…Though I am a book and need not breathe, the overwhelming love from the master makes me feel breathless. That feeling of pleasant suffocation has always been on my first page, even now.

As the master predicted, the contract with God was also successful. Usually, monsters can only borrow a god’s power for magic but seldom make a contract.

However, the God Abdagigi held Buddhist beliefs, and as long as the condition of ‘not having any desires’ is met, he doesn’t care if the being is a human or a monster. But it’s rare to find a beast without any desires.

…On the day that Bull first came to the dungeon, a direct contract was made through the master’s contract magic as the dungeon master. That contract means the world to me.

I disliked the idea of contracting with another male, even if he was a god, and I was anxious about being opposed by the master. But according to the master, the God Abdagigi, having achieved enlightenment himself, is a desire-less old man, so it’s okay not to view him as a ‘male’ figure. Hence, the contract.

Well, the God Abdagigi is stingy, only allowing me to use his blessings when I use my unique skill to attain enlightenment, which is annoying.

Thanks to my master, I temporarily attained a state of mind close to a goddess and successfully made a pact with the deity.

I’m unleashing this power on an enemy for the first time. It’s incredibly intense, like my very love – a unique skill.

Coupled with the precious power bestowed upon me by my master, losing to these insignificant foes would be the challenging part.

I now release the blessing of the Abudagigi god, which I’ve grown accustomed to using without chanting, onto every filthy spider in sight. How dare these insects crawling on the ground hurt the body of my master, who resides in a higher position than the heavens? Die, all of you. Die. DIE!

Watching the pests burn, the feelings of frustration… from the days when I was repeatedly trampled upon seem to vanish as if being purified.

“The Abudagigi god, you see, burns connections. Your parents, friends, comrades, even your children!!! Ahaha! Such a fitting end for trash like you! Die! Die! Oh no, “Forbidden! These feelings!” “Forbidden! These feelings!” Whew… I’ve calmed down.”

Being inexperienced, every time I attack my master’s enemies, my excitement revives the page, so I burn my emotions each time. Watching the enemies suffer brings me joy. Burn again and again.

“Forbidden! Forbidden! Forbidden! Forbidden! Aaah, it’s not good! It feels so good. I want to see more of your suffering faces! This lust? It’s unstoppable!!!”

The boss’s “connection” must have been comprehensive, as screams echo through the forest, flames rising everywhere.

“Forbidden! Forbidden! Hey, spiders! Please, stop suffering! My enlightenment is getting farther away! Ahhh! But it’s alright! Until this operation is over, right? I’ll burn all of the master’s enemies! I’ll kill everyone who hurt the master through every cycle of reincarnation! Ahaha! Ha… Ha…”

That’s right! Soon, I won’t just burn them; I’ll change the content of the scarlet letter! I sensed a presence as I was about to begin the chant with this thought. Glancing sideways, Margarita, with an exasperated expression, stood beside me.

“…For now, that’s enough with these guys. Please activate the ‘Forbidden.'”

What is she talking about?

“Why? It’s so fun! Aha!”

Margarita shook her head, sighing.

“The current page in Delilah-chan’s body is all about revenge, and it’s so entangled and troublesome! Just once! Just once! Activate the ‘Forbidden’.”

“…Well, there was a reason like that. Thanks to the Master, I temporarily acquired a mental state close to a goddess, achieving a contract with God.

Now, I unleash this power on an enemy for the first time. A unique skill so intense it feels like my very own love.

With the delightful power I received from the Master, losing to these insignificant beings was more challenging than winning.

Without needing any chants, I send the blessings of the God Abudagigi to every filthy spider I see. Those scum who dared hurt the Master, who stands higher than the heavens, while they crawl on the ground. Die, all of you. Die. Die!

Watching the pests burn, the days when I was constantly crushed by frustration seemed to disappear, and I felt like they were being purified.

“Abudagigi burns connections. Your parents, friends, companions, even your children!!! Ahaha! Such an end suits trash like you! Die! Die! Oh no, ‘Prohibited Emotion! Such a feeling!’ ‘Prohibited Emotion! Such a feeling!’ Whew, I’ve calmed down.”

Whenever I attack the Master’s enemies, my emotions revive and elate, so I keep burning them away. The pleasure of seeing the enemy suffer is born. Burn again and again.

“‘Prohibited Emotion! Prohibited Emotion! Prohibited Emotion!’ Oh no, I can’t stop! Do you see the desire? I want to see more of your suffering faces!”

The boss must’ve had a vast “connection” because there were screams everywhere in the forest, flames rising.

“‘Prohibited Emotion! Prohibited Emotion!’ Hey, spiders! Please, stop suffering! My enlightenment gets further away! Ahhh! But I guess it’s okay until this operation ends. I’ll burn all of the Master’s enemies! I’ll kill anyone who hurt the Master, even reincarnating them! Ahahaha. Haa. Haa.”

Right! Soon, I won’t just burn them; I’ll change the contents of the scarlet letters! As I thought about starting the chant, I felt a presence. Turning my head, Margarita, with an exasperated expression, was standing next to me.

“…For now, that’s enough with them. Please activate ‘Prohibited Emotion.'”

What’s she talking about?

“Why? It’s so much fun! Aha!”

Margarita shook her head and sighed.

“Delilah, the current page in you is all about revenge. It isn’t straightforward! Just once! Use ‘Prohibited Emotion’ once.”

Well, it’s okay. After all, I got to take my revenge because she got permission from the Master.

“…Fine. ‘Prohibited Emotion.'”

Zombies descended from the sky as I activated “Prohibited Emotion” and felt more relaxed. It’s Hazel Peepshiana’s flying ability.

“Alright. There were no survivors. I used life detection, so I’m pretty sure. And here you go, Delilah. The boss’s picture.”

Hazel showed me a photo of the Master. My heart, which had only retained hostility towards the filthy spiders and the exhilaration of revenge, changed utterly. The moment I saw the Master’s picture, many pages overflowed from me.

…It’s embarrassing, but they were all desires for the Master.

I might burst with my feelings for the Master! Is it okay to be this happy?

“‘Prohibited Emotion! Prohibited Emotion!’ Ah, Master! I love you! I like you! No matter how many times they’re burned, these feelings won’t ever disappear! This love is the truth! The truth! Everything else is wasteful. Only the Master remains. I love… Haa… I love you…”

Even though I hurriedly burned the pages, my body overflowed with love for the Master again.

…Normally, they might disappear if you burn feelings of love multiple times. I’ve never felt it, so I don’t know, but burning my love feels close to falling out of love.

“But why was I so passionate?” It feels like that. Usually, once love fades between lovers, that’s it.

But I believe my feelings for the Master surpass anyone else’s. No matter how often my love cools, just one glance at the Master… No, just remembering him fills my heart, and pages with him again.

Jacqueline said this method isn’t suitable. Killing my feelings and recreating them could break my spirit. But to me, who finds purpose and happiness in my love for the Master, it’s the best strategy.

Because I can fall in love with the Master over and over again.

XXX

Watching Delilah writhing in her usual state, Margarita thought.

(While Delilah’s desire for enlightenment might have turned beneficial in combat, the fact she wants to become a goddess out of love for her lord is just filled with worldly desires. At this rate, she might never achieve true enlightenment…)