All stories must begin somewhere, this one starts with the creation of the universe.

What follows is a tale of chaos and order, of gods and monsters, of creation and destruction. The birth of a universe is a tumultuous journey, different entities working with opposing ideals, cooperation giving way to frustration and jealousy.

It is in that dangerous concoction of emotions that the god of monsters created the first dungeon core. Forged in a crucible of dedication and desire, the first core held potential, the likes of which could surpass even the civilised mortal races.

Unfortunately it was not meant to be, the core was lost in a tragic accident and its creator thought it to have been destroyed.

Over one-thousand years later, the core reformed inside an extinct volcano. In time it would grow enough to learn and learn enough to grow.

This is the story of the first dungeon core.

Crucible, the lost dungeon core.

Note: Story updates every hiatus*.

*I appologise for the delay.