A tale of a dungeon just trying to make his way in the world with the tools he has on hand. Why are so many people angry at him? Is it the undead?
Welcome to the tale of a dungeon with a simple direct purpose. Stop intruders any way he can using whatever he has on hand, including the souls of the dead, the bodies of the slain, and the knowledge his minions gain from defeat. He will create a dungeon where no enemy ever stays dead - a dungeon of immortals.
Updates will be 1000-2000 words 1-3 times per week. If you complain of short chapters, well, 1000 words is short. Hopefully, without the pressure to write lots, I will write more often. This is the plan, anyway.
I am an amateur writer. I would say my biggest weaknesses are maintaining a scene, dialogue, and lazy editing. Tips and tricks in that direction are welcome.
