Dungeon Sprint DCSS version 0.33.1-8-g8f697b7bc7 (webtiles) character file. Game seed: 16226631258989138383 15200000 myself the Annihilator (level 27, -8/249 HPs) Began as a Demonspawn Wanderer on Oct 23, 2025. Was the Champion of Makhleb. Killed by divine providence ... invoked by an accursed (10 damage) ... in the Dungeon (Sprint VIII: "Arena of Blood"). The game lasted 00:04:59 (152 turns). myself the Annihilator (Demonspawn Wanderer) Turns: 152, Time: 00:05:00 Health: -8/249 AC: 6 Str: 15 XL: 27 Magic: 2/54 EV: 36 Int: 18 God: Makhleb [******] Gold: 0 SH: 0 Dex: 25 Spells: 79/80 levels left rFire . . . i - +∞ Axe of Woe rCold . . . [offhand occupied] rNeg + + + c - +0 leather armour rPois + (no cloak) rElec . (no gloves) rCorr . (no boots) SInv + (no amulet) Will ∞ (no ring) Stlth ++++++++++ (no ring) HPRegen 10.61/turn MPRegen 0.34/turn %: no teleportation, wizardry (x1) @: lethally poisoned (-8 -> -8), vessel of slaughter (+2% damage done) (expiring), flying, slowed, very slow A: damage resistance, doubled heal-on-kills, unshakeable will, torment immunity, flying, demonic bargain, antennae 3, demonic guardian 3, powered by death 3, augmentation 3, big brain 3, Tartarus destruction, Mark of the Fanatic a: Renounce Religion, Unleash Destruction, Infernal Servant, Vessel of Slaughter You were in the Dungeon. You worshipped Makhleb. Makhleb was exalted by your worship. You were a vessel of demonic slaughter. You visited 1 branch Inventory: Hand Weapons a - a +3 falchion i - the +∞ Axe of Woe (weapon) (You found it in the Dungeon) Armour c - a +0 leather armour (worn) Scrolls h - a scroll of blinking Potions b - 2 potions of berserk rage d - a potion of curing f - a potion of haste g - 2 potions of magic Skills: O Level 27 Fighting O Level 27 Short Blades O Level 27 Long Blades O Level 27 Axes O Level 27 Maces & Flails O Level 27 Polearms O Level 27 Staves O Level 27 Ranged Weapons O Level 27 Throwing O Level 27 Armour O Level 27 Dodging O Level 27 Stealth O Level 27 Shields O Level 27 Unarmed Combat O Level 27 Spellcasting O Level 27 Conjurations O Level 27 Hexes O Level 27 Summonings O Level 27 Necromancy O Level 27 Translocations O Level 27 Forgecraft O Level 27 Fire Magic O Level 27 Ice Magic O Level 27 Air Magic O Level 27 Earth Magic O Level 27 Alchemy O Level 27 Invocations O Level 27 Evocations O Level 27 Shapeshifting You had 79 spell levels left. You knew the following spells: Your Spells Type Power Damage Failure Level a - Kiss of Death Conj/Necr 100% 2d13 0% 1 Your spell library contained the following spells: Spells Type Power Damage Failure Level Mephitic Cloud Conj/Alch/Air 88% N/A 0% 3 Dungeon Overview and Level Annotations Branches: Dungeon (1/1) Altars: Makhleb Annotations: D The Meatlord Innate Abilities, Weirdness & Mutations You are a vessel of demonic slaughter. Damage taken is decreased by 1/3. Healing from kills is doubled. Your willpower is unshakeable. You are immune to unholy pain and torment. You are flying. You will endure the Crucible once your slaughter is complete. You have a pair of large antennae on your head. (SInv) A powerful demonic guardian rushes to your aid. You regenerate a lot of health from kills. Your magical and physical power is greatly enhanced at high health. You have an absolutely massive brain. (Int +6, Wiz) You draw destruction from the wailing grief of Tartarus. You bear the Mark of the Fanatic. Message History The meat berserker rages. The scourge throws poison sting at you. The poison arrow hits you!!! You are poisoned. You partially resist. The tyrant shouts! The meat beast barks! The fleshlord shouts! You slice the bag of meat!! You fatally mangle the bag of meat. You kill the bag of meat! Makhleb accepts your kill. You feel better. You hit the bag of meat. You cleave the bag of meat in twain. You kill the bag of meat! Makhleb accepts your kill. You slice one of the eight-headed meat hydra's heads off! The seven-headed meat hydra grows two more! You slash the nine-headed meat hydra! You fatally mangle the nine-headed meat hydra. You kill the nine-headed meat hydra! Makhleb accepts your kill. Your transformation is almost over. You feel extremely sick. You hear a shout! x3 The ball lightning explodes! The blast of lightning engulfs the fleshlord!!!! x2 The blast of lightning engulfs the accursed!! The accursed resists. The blast of lightning engulfs the wretched soul!!!! The blast of lightning engulfs the fleshlord!!!! The blast of lightning engulfs the fleshlord!!! The blast of lightning engulfs the meat berserker!!!!! The blast of lightning engulfs the scourge!!!! x2 The blast of lightning engulfs the fleshlord!!!! The blast of lightning engulfs the tyrant!!!! A sculptor of flesh comes into view. It is wielding a +9 great sword. The fleshlord hits you with a +9 great mace!!!!!! Ouch! That really hurt! * * * LOW HITPOINT WARNING * * * A meat beast comes into view. The accursed points at you and mumbles some strange words. Something smites you! You die... ...... {{{,...pLG #. ..S.#{{ , #..,§§.O# ,,.. .###.§,,.pM###{.. ......###p.S{.... ...2O&_)pW○o.... ,#..))p#{,,,, {#_.