Harper was making an ambitiously expansive game, a new type of game with more options than the basic hack-and-slash, where exploration and cleverness were a legitimate course of action, not an extra-hard mode. But he died before he could complete his project. Only to be reborn in that world, as a normal person. Now he is in the world that he created and realizes that he knows things no one else knows, secrets only he knows. Harper sets off to find some of these secrets, wanting to make sure that he has the power to ensure that his world remains pure, that no one will have the power to ruin it like other games. And if the only way to do that is for him to get himself enough magic and mystical artifacts that he can determine the future of the world, then so be it. It wouldn’t be conquest if it was for a good cause. Right?
A World of My Own Making is created by Joe Weinberg, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

A World of My Own Making

When we reach the dungeon, there are a lot more officials than I expected. Which is to say, there are officials. Three of them, who take our names and note our levels without even asking about them.


Welcome to the Bianese Dungeon, the first one says, sounding bored. Please step forward to register.


We step forward, and the next one in line uses some kind of analysis skill on us.


Daniel, level thirty-four. Petra, level twenty-nine. Harper, level twenty. The man stops and stares at me, a kindly smile on his face. First time? he asks. I nod. Well, try to stay on the first floor. Theres a twelve-level jump to floor two. Your friends will probably be okay, but youll be in a lot of trouble if you delve too deep.


Chapter 17: Finally, the Dungeon