Whenever he stood in front of the dungeon's entrance, he felt a pulling - some may even say can call it a calling.

He would stand there for a few hours, pondering. Would he do it? is it even safe?

After a few days of repeating this, he finally found the courage to go in with the few supplies he had lying around. With no goal in mind, he went it. Whatever was calling him would inevitably find him, or he would find it.

Submitted By Beetle for Level 1 Dungeon Dive ・ View Favorites
Submitted: 1 month ago ・ Last Updated: 1 month ago