Alex was an average guy. He lived in an average house, in an average neighborhood and worked at an average job. One day while walking home he was looking at a short skirt a little too closely and didn't see a car.
In some kind of God like kidnapping his soul was taken from his rightful afterlife and forced into a dungeon core! A dungeon core under the control of a black robed necromancer bent on destroying the world.
Will Alex learn what it is to be a dungeon? Will He help to destroy the world? Or will he find a new path? A path of his own design.
