Everybody loves a dungeon.

Its obvious considering the riches and rewards to be found inside. Then theres the exceptional level growth one can attain if they surpass the monsters within. That is if the dungeon doesn't kill and absorb them.

But how does dungeon go about growing correctly and not just make a single corridor that is ten kilometers long and guarded by one naked goblin armed with an above-average sized stick?

Well that falls to the job of a companion to guide them, one that is provided by the Queen of all Dungeons.

A perilous yet prestigious job, one that comes with the benefit of the companion never truly dying as long as their bonded core lives.

But not all companions wish for the job especially when death isn't really much of an issue to them in the first place.

Its just slimy to Gerald.

Cover art by my boyo Edvardiko at https://twitter.com/Edvardiko.