As a dungeon, it is in your nature to spread, kill, and defend yourself from invaders. Dungeons do not need something as pitiful as morality, as all that matters is the passage of time and the depth of your core.

However, what would happen if a human soul was mistakenly implanted into a dungeon core? What if that soul doesn't care about the duties of being a dungeon and simply wishes to live free?

Follow the story of an unlucky college student turned dungeon core, as they use their newfound abilities to explore and understand their new world and all it contains.

Expect general use of profanity in conversation and a fair bit of gore when combat encounters arise.

[Author's Note: This is my first piece of writing I've ever posted to the public. I'm note sure how often I'll update with new chapters, but I'll try to get at least one chapter per week. Feel free to request any grammatical fixes in the chapter comments, cheers!]