DYING DUNGEONS: DEAD KINGS & MAD QUEENS.

A sickness is spreading.

Dungeons are dying and crumbling to dust. Monsters that had been residing in them gather in hordes and spill out in waves over the neighboring kingdoms, swallowing them whole.

The last of the Heroes are dying out. For some reason, new heroes haven’t been born or summoned into this world for the last century.

Oracles have no answers. They are going blind and mute: seeing no futures and telling no prophecies.

And while all this is happening, the [Voice], the entity that had been guiding everyone from the very beginning of time, is silent. Leaving humans and others with no guidance to solve this problem.

Is this the end of Time?

Author's note: Being someone with full-time work and with a rolling schedule, I'll update whenever I have time, so no promises on a consistent schedule.

*This is a slow paced story with dungeon building elements showing up later on.

*In this world, a dungeon seed first needs to prove its worth and only then it gets the chance to become a dungeon core and grow.

*All art is by me