Note: Edited the chapter on 22/12/23. Fixed grammar issues in the first half and changed the latter half of the chapter—the farm scenes. Enjoy!
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It was common knowledge that dungeons were like people. They had wants, needs, desires—a personality and flavor that made them unique from each other.
For Lugh's Lament, it had been a deep and searing hatred for the corruption of a single politician that gave birth to a dungeon that fueled monsters of greed like ogres, monsters of fear like sluagh, and monsters of rage like maenads to the point that some of these monsters would evolve into freaking royals, the rarest breed of dungeon caretakers.
