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Red’s Dungeon Diary
Day 36: The Leviathan

Between Floors Six and Seven, the Lake Keeper reigns as the warden of the mid-layer waters—but that killer whale is not the only sentinel lurking in these abyssal depths. Beneath the surging, shadowed currents of the passageway lies another creature, no less fearsome: a leviathan, sworn companion to the Lake Keeper, guarding these waters against any intruder.

This leviathan is as long as a seafaring vessel, its massive body supported by two powerful forelimbs, the lower half tapering into a colossal fish-tail that propels it through the water with impossible speed despite its bulk. Along its broad back runs a row of razor-edged fins, sharp enough to rend flesh clean through. Four pairs of luminous, menacing eyes glow in the gloom, and a maw lined with daggered teeth gapes wide. Its belly gleams with polished white ventral scales, while the rest of its body is armored in iron-hard plates, impervious to ordinary weapons.

Though it can hunt of its own accord—preying on unfortunate explorers who stray too far into its domain—it most often waits for the command of its master, the killer whale Lake Keeper. The Lake Keeper typically snatches intruders first, then casts them to the leviathan for the final blow. To confront this beast directly is near madness: only potent spells or enchanted arms might stun it briefly. The wiser path is to flee—slip past it if you can, and escape the Sixth Floor before its dominion closes around you.

Today, after tiring of his cruel game with Red, the orca decided to cast the boy to his “pet.” He bound Red’s wrists and ankles, stripped him of every possession, and left them on the shore. The two now stood upon a jagged ledge near the lake’s edge. Red, trembling for his life, flinched when the orca’s vast hand settled on his shoulder with a heavy thud. The killer whale’s gaze fixed on the dark waters below as he spoke in a low rumble:

“Could I ever forget my good friend, Dragon? I think… he’ll like you.”

Red looked up at him, eyes wide with panic, unable to form words.

“Don’t worry,” the orca continued, “my friend won’t eat you. Killing you would be such a waste. Instead… he’ll want something else from you. You know, Dragon—it’s breeding season in the dungeon, and…”

Suddenly, water exploded in the distance—a massive tail broke the surface, slammed down, and vanished. Sharp fins breached briefly, then slipped away, leaving ripples that spread across the lake.

“Ah, there he is,” murmured the orca.

Before Red could recover, the orca sliced through the ropes and freed him.

“Now,” he said, grinning, “go down there and play with my friend for a while. I promise I’ll let you live… if he’s pleased.”

Red turned to him, desperate: “B-but… I’ll die if I go down there—”

The orca pulled a small, glowing blue vial from nowhere, tiny in his enormous hands.

“You know what this is, Dragon?” he asked, smiling wickedly.

Red knew: a potion for breathing underwater.

“That’s right. Took this little treasure off an unlucky explorer. He’d used a bit, but there’s plenty left.” The orca’s grin widened. “This will help you survive… while you play.”

“But—” Red began, but the orca seized his face and forced the potion into his mouth. Heat surged through Red’s throat, chest, and stomach; his lungs burned, then filled so full of air it almost suffocated him.

With a sudden shove, the killer whale hurled him into the lake. Red plunged deep beneath the surface, panic rising—until he realized he could breathe.

He started to swim toward the passageway between floors when two pairs of golden lights flared before him—eyes, blazing like lanterns. The thing darted below and struck him with tremendous force, sending him hurtling out of the water before he crashed back down with a bone-jarring splash.

The creature swept toward him, its powerful arms closing around his torso—its hand so immense it held him like a common man might grasp a cup. Its supple spine arched as its face drew close to his, four glowing eyes staring like twin beacons. It opened its maw, revealing daggered teeth.

Red squeezed his eyes shut in terror.

The giant creature stuck out its arm-sized tongue and licked his face. It then pushed its tongue forward, pressing against his muzzle, as if to make him open his mouth. Red obeyed in fear, opening his mouth and the giant, wet tongue immediately slid deep into his throat, making him choke and make a grunting sound.

Behind him, Red felt something appear, rubbing against his ass. It was the creature's cock, something about as long as a sword and as thick as an arm.

The creature tried to force the giant monster inside Red, of course it didn't take long to go inside, Red could only scream as loud as he could with the giant tongue still in his throat.

All the pressure of that huge monster cramming itself into Red seems to have resulted in him cumming pretty quick.

But the leviathan's stamina still showed no signs of diminishing. Maybe red would have to stay here a little longer until this guy was satisfied.