Raiders: The Dungeon’s Secret

Dungeons don’t care about hope. They don’t care about fear. They exist to kill. Kin knows this better than anyone. He’s not a hero, not some wide-eyed adventurer dreaming of riches—he’s a Raider, cutting through the depths with nothing but instinct, skill, and the will to keep breathing.



But something is wrong.



The deeper he goes, the more the dungeon twists against him. Safe paths collapse into death traps. And the monsters? They don’t just attack—they move with purpose, like they’re being guided. Like they know him. Something in the dark is pulling the strings.



The weak are culled. The reckless are devoured. But Kin is neither. If

the dungeon thinks it can hunt him—



Then he’ll carve his name into its bones.