Rising Through the Dungeon

After dying suddenly, programmer Li Ziyun woke to find himself transformed into a dungeon core. Starting with clay monsters on the first floor, he struggled to survive amid adventurers’ blades and blood: carving out floors, developing monsters, and laying traps as he dug deeper and deeper. When the Stoneborn, descendants of the Stone Folk, stood in his way, he learned the value of tactics and sacrifice. When the seal on the ancient elven civilization was on the verge of collapse, he took over the spirits that had been suppressed for thousands of years at the very last moment. Thus was born the tenth floor, the Shadow Abyss: a boundless little world woven from spiritual energy. Li Ziyun was no longer an outcast struggling to survive. He became the Shadow Abyss itself: its dark golden web was his nervous system, and its roaming shadow monsters were his senses. He waited for adventurers, for generations of explorers and settlers. There were no enemies, only mirrors. This was not conquest, but inheritance. He stood at the deepest point of the web, watching it slowly grow: a thousand years, ten thousand years. This is the epic of a dungeon, and the story of an outcast searching for a place to belong.