Dungeon

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A writing based on an awesome game, Pixel Dungeon. It's about a dungeon that is never the same, and what happens to its newest explorer. My protaginst is nameless... for now.

Submitted: October 15, 2014

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Many adventurers have taken the task of traversing The Dungeon. Some come back with riches, gold and artifacts, while others are never seen again. However, none have retrived the ultimate treasure, the one artifact that can grant immortality, bring peace to the lands, or do just about anything you want it to. Hidden in the depths of The Dungeon, the ever changing rooms and halls under the city, the Amulet of Yendor resides. Rumors have spread that the Amulet of Yendor was placed there afer a great war nearly destroyed the entire world. This is the story of an adventurer and his many trials. This is the story of the dungeon's newest explorer.

His parents were killed in the "accident". It wasn't really an accident at all. One of the neighboring territories had bombed the city. The council had figured out why. Their city had one of 12 entrances to The Dungeon in the entire world. They wanted control of it. Ever since, He has lived on the streets, stealing what he could and studying the ways of the Battlemage. The Battlemage were a powerful group of wizards whom psychologically connected themselves to their wands. They could recharge their mind in battle. After years and years of vigorous training, he was finally ready to face The Dungeon. At least if He died, He could see his parents again. He had managed to steal a wand that shot blasts of pure magical energy, and a set of very basic, cloth armor. He had his wand in his hand, staring at the door. He opened the door to the long, dim hallway. As He stepped into the hallway, his steps echoed far down past where He could see. He was ready, ready and determined.


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